Wen Yanzhi went berserk.
He began to become uneasy and hid in his bathroom, smoking five cigarettes in a row before he could barely suppress the strong reaction somewhere in his body.
Over there, Jing Rong was soaked to the point of being peeled off, but he was nowhere to be seen. He finally gave up calling him, but fortunately the water temperature was constant, so he didn't freeze to death in the bathtub.
After waiting for a long time, Young Master Wen finally came. This time, he no longer had the swagger and complacency he had before, but a look of dejection. It was clearly a festive day for the New Year, but he looked like he was going to a funeral.
Jing Rong said helplessly: "If you don't want to, I'll do it myself."
Wen Yanzhi really didn't want to! This little brat must be a goblin! Otherwise, why would he suddenly become so strange
He grabbed the towel and wrapped Jingrong up in a mess, wrapping him tightly like a dumpling. He didn't dare to look at him, and he didn't dare to touch him. He could feel the boy's hot skin through the towel. His palms were also hot.
This feeling is so terrible!
Even when I held a woman in my arms before, I never felt this hot.
Jing Rong originally thought that this guy would make a scene again when he came back, but he was surprisingly well behaved this time. However, he didn't talk much, and although Jing Rong thought he was strange, he was happy to be alone, so he didn't take the initiative to talk to provoke him.
Wen Yanzhi helped him put on his clothes. After he finished, his breathing became heavy and sweat broke out on his face.
Jing Rong asked him, "Are you sick?"
Wen Yanzhi was annoyed, "Yes, I'm sick. I'm crazy."
He could get an erection just by looking at Jingrong. If he wasn't crazy, what was he? He thought he was too horny, so he had this inexplicable symptom.
"..." Jing Rong looked at him suspiciously with clear eyes, which were as clear as water without any impurities. Wen Yanzhi's lips and tongue were hot, and he looked fierce, "Don't stare at me, turn around! I just kissed me secretly, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!"
Jing Rong was speechless. He had seen narcissistic people before, but he had never seen anyone as narcissistic as this.
After Wen Yanzhi zipped up his pants, he suddenly said, "Just bear with it for a few days."
"Um?"
"Next time you take a shower, they'll wash you when they come back."
This guy really means what he says. Didn't he say that before? But Jing Rong still nodded obediently, "Okay, it doesn't matter if I don't wash it for a few days."
He also didn't want to cause trouble for Wen Yanzhi for no reason.
Wen Yanzhi really took Jingrong back home, but the two elders had heard from Wen Xue that he had a friend staying at home, so they were not surprised at all when they saw Jingrong. In addition, Jingrong was gentle and polite, so the two elders liked him very much.
Jing Rong found that Wen Yanzhi, who was always the most restless, was unexpectedly quiet this evening. When he was talking to the two elders, he just listened from the side, thinking.
Whenever Jing Rong turned around, he would always meet his eyes, but he would always look away immediately.
Wen Xue also noticed that something was wrong with him.
"Why are you so distracted tonight?"
"It's okay." Wen Yanzhi didn't dare to say anything. Wen Xue was such a fuss. If she knew that he actually did this to Jing Rong...
That scene is simply unimaginable.
"Are you really okay? I noticed you were staring at brother Jingrong. Yanzhi, you're not..."
"Sister, Jingrong will stay here tonight, please help me take care of him." Wen Yanzhi interrupted Wen Xue and extinguished the cigarette in his hand in annoyance.
"I take care of you? Don't you live here?" Wen Xue asked.
Jing Rong obviously heard this as well and looked up at Wen Yanzhi.
Subconsciously, he didn't want to stay here, or rather, he didn't want to stay here without Wen Yanzhi.
Although everyone here was Wen Yanzhi's family, and Wen Xue and he had met many times, they were just acquaintances, not very familiar with each other. Now, he was a burden to everyone, and he didn't want to cause trouble for others.
"I have a date." Wen Yanzhi stood up and tried his best to ignore Jing Rong's eyes that were sending the message of 'let him stay'.
He hadn't been with a woman for a long time since the little brat moved into his house, so of course he couldn't succumb to his pleading eyes.
"It's New Year's Day, who are you going to date?" The two elderly people were obviously unhappy that he went out during the New Year.
"The New Year is of course a date with the most important person. I've made a date with a hot beauty. I'm not coming back tonight, so you don't have to wait for me at the door."
He said, waved his hand elegantly, and started to leave. From beginning to end, he did not even glance at Jing Rong.
Old Master Wen started to scold, "You bastard, if he is such an important person, why didn't you bring him back?"
"I think it's time for this kid to find a wife to take care of him!" Old Lady Wen also said.
"I agree!" Wen Xue agreed.
Jing Rong did not say anything, but just looked at the back of the departing figure. It was not until the sound of a car engine was heard outside and the car whizzed away that he slowly withdrew his gaze.
"Jingrong, have you seen this boy's girlfriend? What is she like? Is she pretty? Is she a well-behaved girl?" The old lady grabbed him and asked.
Jing Rong came back to his senses, nodded, and said with a smile: "She is a teacher in our school, very beautiful."
But it’s hard to guarantee that this isn’t the person he’s dating tonight.
"Next time he brings it home, you must remember to call us to let us know. I will definitely go and take a look." The old lady advised.
Jing Rong nodded, "Sure."
Jing Rong thought that he was probably used to his bed. Lying in a strange room, on a strange bed, he tossed and turned and had an uneasy sleep.
At this moment, the romantic young master Wen Yanzhi must be intoxicated in some paradise.
Jing Rong closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep.
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the other side.
Wen Yanzhi really did have a date. He could not tell whether it was Sunny, Lily, or Wenny when he randomly checked the phone book, but this did not stop him from going on a date.
As a result, something happened that made him depressed and even more furious.
Faced with the hot beauty who took all her stripes in front of him, he not only had no interest at all, but even ** became an obstacle.
In the bathroom, he imagined the woman's face and tried seriously with his hands several times, but something in his body just wasn't working and remained weak.
The beauty knocked on the door cautiously and suggested sincerely, "Master Wen, how about... you try this?"
Wen Yanzhi opened the door dejectedly, and a box of Indian magic oil appeared in front of him. His face suddenly turned as black as a pot sticker.
I was clearly full of energy just now and no one could suppress me.
"You don't like it?" The beauty looked at his face and suggested again, "How about I make an appointment for you at the men's department? My friend is a doctor there and he's on duty tonight, so you can go and see him."
"... Get lost." Wen Yanzhi finally couldn't stand it anymore. He crumpled the Indian magic oil into a ball and threw it into the toilet.