Jingrong was very nervous.
Contradiction and struggle.
Try to convince yourself to accept this man.
Wen Yanzhi was not a bad person. He had done him a great favor, and he was grateful and would not give Wen Yanzhi anything too much.
Finally, I prepared myself mentally and accepted this man.
The first time and the last time.
However, Wen Yanzhi didn't want him in the end. He just hung his chin on his shoulder and finished with his hands.
Even so, Jingrong felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Wen Yanzhi..." He called him hoarsely. He could clearly see the pain and desire hidden on the man's face.
"You'd better shut up and don't talk at this time."
Jing Rong then shut up obediently.
But after a while, he spoke again: "Even if that's the case... then I... don't owe you anything."
Depend on!
Wen Yanzhi wanted to strangle him to death.
"At a time like this, can't you stop saying such unpleasant nonsense?!"
"… "
——
After a long time.
The room was bustling with activity.
Wen Yanzhi leaned on Jingrong's shoulder. He said coldly, "Can't you just solve it for me?"
Wen Yanzhi lowered his head and glanced at him, then looked at his red little face and laughed evilly.
“This isn’t just mine.”
"roll!"
"I'll carry you to take a bath."
"No need! I can do it myself!"
"You can be a piece of shit."
——
Half an hour later.
Jing Rong sat on the bed in a fresh outfit. Wen Yanzhi brought a hair dryer to blow his hair.
The warm wind blew over his head, and Jingrong felt much more comfortable.
Wen Yanzhi didn't say anything. Jing Rong flipped through the book. After a while, he spoke in a low voice, "I'm going back to my sister's tomorrow."
Wen Yanzhi's expression was gloomy. "In two days."
Jing Rong closed the book and frowned, "You go back on your word."
"What did I go back on my word for?" Wen Yanzhi was annoyed and put the hair dryer aside. "It was you who said you would pledge your love to me. Did I just ask you to pledge your love to me?"
Jing Rong glared at him angrily.
"Don't glare at me! Even if I asked you to pledge yourself to me, did you just pledge yourself to me? No!"
Jing Rong refused to reason with him, "You are totally unreasonable. I have to leave tomorrow whether you allow me or not."
Wen Yanzhi looked at him seriously and touched his hair. After confirming that he had done it, he pulled back the quilt. Jing Rong asked in a restrained manner, "What are you doing?"
"Can't you see? I'll sleep with you!" Wen Yanzhi shamelessly slept in the quilt, "Last time I wanted to sleep here, you dared to lock the door for me!"
"you are annoying?"
Wen Yanzhi took him down and stuffed him into the quilt. Jing Rong raised his eyes to look at him, and met Wen Yanzhi's deep gaze. He wanted to say something, but his throat rolled, and he just said lightly: "Turn off the lights and go to sleep."
Wen Yanzhi raised his lips and smiled, "I can see that you actually want to sleep with me too. Right?"
“…” Jing Rong closed his eyes and did not respond to him.
Wen Yanzhi turned off the lights. He stretched out his long arm and rested it on the boy's head. He held him tighter and hugged him, asking in a nagging tone, "Is that right?"
Jing Rong ignored him. He thought he was not used to being held like this while sleeping, but the warm feeling in the man's arms made him not resist.
and…
When they were being intimate just now—that should be considered intimate—he didn't find it that disgusting.
Wen Yanzhi didn't give up, and kept asking: "Tell you, do you actually want to sleep with me too?"
Jing Rong was a little annoyed by being pestered. He opened his eyes and glared at him. His eyes were shining brightly in the darkness. Before Wen Yanzhi could come to his senses, the collar of his pajamas was suddenly grabbed by the boy. He opened his lips to say something, but Jing Rong kissed him angrily.
Wen Yan was shocked.
Then, the corners of his lips curled up.
Zhang's lips entangled with the boy again.
At the end of the kiss, Jing Rong pulled away and whispered, "Tomorrow, you must let me go."
"I said two days, so it's two days." Wen Yanzhi whispered, "Your brother-in-law was injured recently, and your sister must be heartbroken. If you go back like this and make her even more upset, your brother-in-law will kill me."
"Didn't you say they had separated?"
"As a couple, isn't it normal to break up and get back together? We're back together again."
"…" Jing Rong had never been in a relationship before, so he didn't know if it was normal to break up and get back together. He only knew that Liang Shengyi and his sister never got back together after they broke up.
———
Jing Yu sat in his room all night.
In the early morning, there was a noise at the door and she woke up suddenly. Zhuang Yan came in with gauze wrapped around his head.
Seeing this, Jing Yu stood up and asked, "How are you?"
"I hit my head and just woke up. The doctor said it's fine now."
"You should lie down for a while." Jing Yu went over and pulled a chair for Zhuang Yan to sit down. Zhuang Yan couldn't stand for a long time, as he would feel dizzy if he stood. Seeing the chair, he quickly sat down and glanced at Yu Zeyao on the bed, "Has the gentleman woke up?"
"Half asleep and half awake the whole time."
Jing Yu glanced at Zhuang Yan, pursed his lips, and then asked in a low voice: "How did you end up like this?"
He sighed solemnly.
"Too many people are eyeing this key. Fortunately, we have sent them away. Although we were seriously injured this time, Yu Wenhua's forces were also severely damaged. I'm afraid they won't dare to make any moves during this period of time."
Jing Yu nodded and said nothing.
She didn't understand political matters, but she knew that this time, Yu Zeyao saved her father.
"Zhuang Yan, there is something I want to ask you, and you must answer me honestly." Jing Yu thought of another important thing.
He nodded solemnly, "I will definitely say what I need to say."
"Jing Rong..." Jing Yu asked: "He is not abroad, right?"
Zhuang Yan was stunned.
He didn't expect that she would know about this. Moreover, this was something that his master had repeatedly ordered her not to know, so he didn't dare to say anything.
"Ms. Jing, your first question stumped me."
"I know this even if you don't tell me. Jinnian ran into Jingrong on the street yesterday. I just want to know why you kept it a secret from me. What happened to Jingrong? Didn't they say his injury would heal soon? Why did Jinnian tell me that Jingrong was sitting in a wheelchair on the street? If he didn't go abroad, where is he now? Who is taking care of him?"
A series of questions revealed Jingyu's anxiety at the moment.
Without the master's order, Zhuang Yan didn't dare to say anything. However, her worried look at the moment was indeed unbearable.
"Zhuang Yan, go back and rest first." Suddenly, a familiar voice, with a hint of weakness, suddenly sounded in the ward.
Here, both of them were stunned.
Jing Yu turned around and saw that the man who had been sleeping in the bed had woken up.
He was supporting himself on the bed with one hand, trying hard to sit up.
Jing Yu felt a pain in his heart when he saw how hard he was working. He stood up and walked to the bed, helped him up, and stuffed a pillow behind him to make him feel more comfortable.