He asked coldly: "Is this the gift you said you would give me?"
Jingrong stood there awkwardly, not saying anything.
He suddenly felt that the idea of giving himself as a gift to Wen Yanzhi was too self-indulgent and wishful thinking.
He originally thought that Wen Yanzhi would like it, but looking at his performance now, he didn't seem to be particularly enthusiastic.
He was even indifferent to his kiss.
Jing Rong was silent for a moment, then asked awkwardly: "What do you like? I'll buy it for you now."
Wen Yanzhi sneered, reached out to the ashtray beside him, picked up the cigarette that Jing Rong had just put down, and put it to his lips.
He took a deep puff, and Jing Rong subconsciously took a step back, and he suddenly grabbed the back of his head. Before Jing Rong could come to his senses, he retaliated by pouring all the cigarettes into Jing Rong's mouth.
The smell of alcohol and cigarettes choked Jing Rong and made him cough violently. He pushed him hard, but how could he be a match for Wen Yanzhi
Not only could she not push him away with both hands, but he grabbed her with one hand and twisted it behind her back.
He held a cigarette in one hand, leaning against the wall behind him, and clasped Jingrong's hands with the other hand, trapping Jingrong between his chest and the wall.
The air was filled with smoke, and Jing Rong was choking and feeling a little angry. He glared at the man in front of him.
"What are you staring at?" Wen Yanzhi's eyes were deep. The boy stared at him, and his eyes were also fixed on the boy's face. The finger holding the cigarette lifted the boy's face, "You only remember to buy me a gift now, Jingrong, are you sincere?"
Jing Rong pursed his lips and said nothing.
In fact, tonight, he came with the utmost sincerity.
Seeing that he was like a taciturn person, Wen Yanzhi felt even more depressed. He took another puff of his cigarette, pressed the butt hard into the ashtray, pinched his chin with his fingers, and looked angry. "If I say that I don't care about what you bought, I will ask you not to go to Fitchston, okay?"
Jing Rong's eyebrows twitched slightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he was about to speak when his lips were suddenly covered by Wen Yanzhi.
"Jingrong, think it over before you answer." Wen Yanzhi took a step towards him with his long legs. His tall and strong body pressed against the boy's thin body. He looked at Jingrong from top to bottom, his eyes revealing a hint of sadness and loneliness. "As long as you say leave, I... I will completely give up on you. From now on, I will never bother you again."
He paused for a moment before saying the last sentence, as if he had made a great decision.
Jing Rong clenched his hands at his sides, and his fingertips trembled slightly.
He mustered up all his courage to bring himself to him as a gift today. But this man gave up just like that.
He looked at Wen Yanzhi for a long while, then suddenly snorted and laughed, and coldly took Wen Yanzhi's hand from his lips, "Then just give up! It's better not to pester me anymore! I never expected you to hold on for long!"
Jing Rong shouted this.
Wen Yanzhi was shocked.
He rarely saw Jingrong so angry. He was really angry, angrier than ever.
But!
Damn it! I just said I gave up, why is he angry?! Isn't this just what he wants
"What are you yelling at? What right do you have to yell at me?!" Wen Yanzhi grabbed Jingrong's shirt collar and pressed him against the wall. His eyes were filled with rage, "Jingrong, isn't it because I like you that you are so fearless and arrogant in front of me? Then I tell you now, you can go wherever you want! Any school is fine, any country is fine, I don't care! I don't have any kind of man or woman I want? Why do I have to put my heart on you?"
Jing Rong sneered, "Master Wen's heart is so precious, I can't afford it. You should keep it for yourself! Let me go!"
He shrugged his shoulders and tried to break free from Wen Yanzhi's hand.
Wen Yanzhi said he wanted to let go, but his hands still held him tightly. Jing Rong was still angry and wanted to push him. Wen Yanzhi's eyes darkened, and he held his waist from behind with one hand, pressing him against the wall, and with the other hand he roughly tore off his shirt.
"Wen Yanzhi, you bastard!" Jing Rong cursed.
"You owed me such a big favor back then, didn't you promise to repay me with your body? Since you are leaving, I must get this body back!" Wen Yanzhi exerted force with his hands, and half of the buttons on the boy's shirt fell off.
"Go to hell!" Jing Rong yelled. His shirt was taken off, revealing one shoulder.
Wen Yanzhi looked over, his eyes tightened, pinched his lips and kissed him deeply again. This time, it was not just the boy's lips.
His lips slid down to the boy's Adam's apple, and then to his exposed shoulders...
Jingrong felt weak all over.
His sensitive body couldn't withstand Wen Yanzhi's teasing, but his strong sense of shame made him try his best to stay rational.
"Wen Yanzhi, don't touch me!"
Wen Yanzhi licked and sucked on his shoulder, leaving red marks. He raised his head again, his eyes filled with lust, so hot that they seemed to be able to melt the boy easily.
"I'm just taking back what belongs to me." Wen Yanzhi picked up the boy from the ground and threw him on the bed. He felt like he was crazy. At this time, he still felt that Jing Rong looked so good even when he was angry, and it made his heart beat.
"Today, I will never let you go. So, you don't have to struggle anymore." Wen Yanzhi bit Jingrong's ear, "Aren't you very calm? In a moment... let me see if you can still hold on."
Jingrong's breathing had already become disordered.
He looked up at the man covering him, who was annoying but also made him lose his heart, and asked breathlessly: "What do you want to do?"
"What else can I do?" Wen Yanzhi sighed, and reached his big hand into his shirt. The boy gasped and wanted to hold his hand to stop him from touching him, but Wen Yanzhi pressed his hand on his head faster.
Wen Yanzhi's hands, which were igniting him, became more and more vicious. He directly lifted up the waistband of his trousers and reached down.
"Wen Yanzhi!" Jing Rong gritted his teeth, his face flushed so much that even his neck was stained red.
Wen Yanzhi knew the man’s reaction too well.
Feeling the boy's reaction, the anger that he had just suppressed in his heart dissipated a lot in an instant. Seeing the boy's shy and frustrated look, he felt a sense of pity in his heart.
The movements of his hands became much gentler for a moment.
"Jingrong... you have a reaction too." He said in a hoarse voice.
Jing Rong was embarrassed and annoyed. He gritted his teeth, and his forehead was covered with hot sweat. "If I don't even react like this, wouldn't that mean I have ED?"
Actually, the story of the Whale couple is almost over, and the rest is mostly about Wen Jing. If you don't like it, don't waste your money! Read the new article on the 428th~~ Muah!