His fingers fell on the buttons of his shirt, but he didn't move. He just glanced coldly at the childish man who was holding on to his pajamas, "Why don't you go out?"
"Your hands and feet are inconvenient, so I'll change your clothes." Wen Yanzhi said as he pulled Jingrong's shirt.
"No need!" Jing Rong refused and pushed his hand away.
However, Jing Rong's strength was naturally no match for Wen Yanzhi's.
Wen Yanzhi exerted a little force and pressed on him again, pulling the boy's shirt with his long fingers.
As if he could no longer bear it, Jing Rong's face turned cold, and he didn't know where the strength came from, but he pushed Wen Yanzhi and jumped out of the wheelchair, knocking Wen Yanzhi to the ground.
Jing Rong pressed his whole body on Wen Yanzhi, holding his shirt collar with one hand, with a tense face, clenched teeth, staring at him coldly, "Wen Yanzhi, don't mess with me!"
Wen Yanzhi rarely saw Jing Rong get so angry. The flames in his eyes seemed to burn him. The cold shout was even more fierce, which made Wen Yanzhi stunned.
The next moment, she suddenly laughed again, put one hand behind her head, and clasped the boy's waist with the other hand. Her thumb rubbed his waist through his shirt in an unkind way, with an ambiguous look in her eyes, "So you like this position?"
This scoundrel!
Jing Rong was furious, "What do you want? Don't touch me!"
Wen Yanzhi looked at the boy's indifference and even disgust, and his eyes darkened. The rogue smile on his face just now also gradually subsided and replaced with seriousness.
However, amidst this seriousness, there is also a bit of confusion and loneliness that even I find troubling.
"I also want to know what I want." Wen Yanzhi said. He had never had such troubles before. "Jingrong, I might... to you..."
"Shut up!" Jing Rong's eyebrows jumped and he interrupted what he was about to say.
Wen Yanzhi was a little annoyed, "You asked me what I wanted!"
He suddenly reached out and grabbed Jingrong's shirt collar, pulling him down suddenly. Jingrong was stunned, but his hands were not strong enough to support his body, and he could only resign himself to falling down.
He tried his best to stiffen his neck to prevent his lips from touching Wen Yanzhi's. However, the two of them were very close, so close that their breathing was entangled with each other.
Wen Yanzhi's eyes were fixed on the boy's lips. His mind got hot and he immediately ignored everything else. He grabbed him and kissed him deeply.
Jing Rong was extremely angry. The last time was an accident, and it would be too much to let him do it again this time!
Moreover, this guy just kissed another woman!
He opened his mouth and bit. Wen Yanzhi felt the pain and stepped back, gasping for air and glaring at him, "Are you a fucking dog?"
"You're a pervert!" Jing Rong cursed.
Wen Yanzhi was not angry. Instead, he laughed and pinched his chin with his fingers. "You always say the same thing over and over again, huh? What's wrong with me being a pervert? I, a pervert, am very interested in you now. Extremely interested!"
This guy is so shameless!
It's fine if he just speaks arrogantly, but...
Somewhere there was a reaction.
Not only did I have a reaction, I also felt it!
If his hands weren't so weak now, he would have beaten this bastard long ago!
Jing Rong's face flushed red, not knowing whether he was angry or embarrassed. He raised his chin to avoid his hand, "I'm not interested in you, let me get up!"
Wen Yanzhi didn't let him get up, but instead pressed his big hand on his waist, pressing him back down as he was about to get up. He looked at him deeply, "Maybe I'm just interested in you."
Jing Rong paused in his struggle, "What do you mean?"
"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" Wen Yanzhi asked.
Jing Rong said coldly: "It's up to you."
Anyway, he doesn't like to listen to what he says.
Wen Yanzhi raised his eyebrows, put his arm around Jingrong, and looked at him deeply, "Jingrong, I think I'm in love with you."
Jing Rong's eyebrows jumped, and he clenched his fists, ready to hit him.
Wen Yanzhi laughed, not taking his fist seriously at all, and easily grasped it with his free hand before saying, "That's a lie."
Jing Rong looked at him solemnly and held his fist.
Wen Yanzhi said: "I may be tired of playing with women, and I am with you every day. Maybe this is what they call love over time? I am still quite interested in you. However, I know myself very well, and I just have an inexplicable sense of freshness about you. When the novelty wears off, I will definitely continue to play with women and will not bother you."
Listening to Wen Yanzhi's words, Jing Rong's expression changed again and again.
Finally, it got extremely cold.
"Let me up!" He only responded with these four words, which was extremely cold.
"Hey! I'm confessing to you, can you please give me some reaction?!" Wen Yanzhi was very angry.
Confession!
Fuck you!
Jing Rong couldn't beat him, so he hit Wen Yanzhi's head heavily with a "bang". Wen Yanzhi screamed in pain, and he felt stars in his eyes, "Fuck! You little bastard, you are too heartless!"
Jing Rong didn't even look at him, and tried hard to prop himself up. After struggling for a few times, Wen Yanzhi let out an unbearable "ow", "Jing Rong, if you move again, believe it or not, I will really be rude to you?"
"If you want to get horny, go find your girlfriends! Don't touch me!" Jing Rong's expression was cold to the bone.
Wen Yanzhi looked at him with scrutiny, "What did I say to make you so angry? You're still so young, and you're already learning to swear!"
“Get lost!”
Wen Yanzhi held his waist and sat up, this posture made the two of them look extremely ambiguous. Jing Rong felt that every minute was torture, but Wen Yanzhi enjoyed the feeling of him sitting in his arms.
His blood was boiling. His mind suddenly twitched, and he forgot the pain on his forehead just now. He just said, "Jingrong, how about... you try it with me!"
As he spoke, he reached behind Jingrong and went all the way down.
I thought Jing Rong would stop me, but he didn't move. Instead, he asked, "Do you really want to try?"
Wen Yan was shocked.
He originally just said this to vent his anger and to vent his anger. He didn't expect this guy to accept him.
"If I'm telling the truth... you wouldn't agree, would you?" He still couldn't believe it.
"I can try with you!"
Wen Yanzhi suddenly felt his whole body burning hot.
Every breath and every look of the boy at this moment was teasing him and driving him crazy.
He stood up and picked up Jingrong. The next moment, Jingrong's words made him dumbfounded.
"Lie down and let me get on!"
"..." Wen Yanzhi stood there, thinking that he was having an illusion. He asked again uncertainly, "What did you just say?"
Jing Rong looked at him expressionlessly and repeated without any emotion, "Lie down and let me get on!"
The corner of Wen Yanzhi's lips twitched.
Then, he threw him on the bed. He supported the boy with both hands, knelt on the bed with one leg, and pushed his legs apart. Jing Rong's momentum suddenly weakened, and he frowned and stared at him.
Wen Yanzhi smiled brightly, "Little Brother Rong, have you grown all your hair yet? How dare you be so arrogant!"