When Wen Jingrong woke up, he found that Coco was crawling on him like an octopus, his soft hair was full of sunshine, the temperature of his body, the touch of his skin, and the beat of his heart filled his coldness with fresh colors. s life.
Wen Jingrong bowed his head and kissed the person in his arms with nostalgia, the deep affection in his eyes was like a sea that could tire people to death.
As if feeling the tenderness on his lips, Shang Ke unconsciously responded, chased, absorbed the delicious blessings, and tasted the sweetness of intimacy, until his body was filled and manipulated again, and Shang Ke reluctantly opened his eyes. .
In the past, lust was his food, but now, as a foreshadowing of the roots, lust has become an aphrodisiac that consumes extreme physical strength. However, he is reluctant to dispel the good feeling brought by lust, and can only absorb the blessings as best he can.
Wen Jingrong's closeness to him is naturally delighted, and the direct consequence is that he needs too much and does not know how to control it.
"Enough..." Shang Ke said hoarsely, "Don't you have to go to work today?"
"I'm the boss, I can go up whenever I want." Wen Jingrong was in a good mood at the moment, and his tone unconsciously revealed a bit of arrogance, a smug look.
"Go out, get out for me!" Shang Ke stepped on his waist and abdomen, but instead let him take the opportunity to go deeper, "... bastard!"
Shang Ke said angrily, "You can't get out!"
Wen Jingrong leaned over and kissed his nose: "Dear, do it again, I'll be lighter."
"In bed, you have no credibility."
"My 'sexual desire' is still not satisfactory to you?" Wen Jingrong said sincerely, "It's okay, I will continue to work hard."
"…KAO!"
The two men and monsters battled, and finally ended when Coco was exhausted and turned into a magic number.
Wen Jingrong packed himself contentedly, walked out of the house briskly, and started the car while making a phone call: "Jac, sell all of Xinhui's shares, um, all... Don't ask too much, I have other plans. ."
"Aisai, how's the matter you asked you to investigate? After you've sorted it out, send me an email."
"Tong Fei, go to the hotel to make an appointment. Tomorrow night, the company's employees will meet... for what? What else can I do? Of course, it is to celebrate the International Anti-Monopoly Struggle Day." Monopoly Struggle Day?!)
"Junxuan, didn't you ask me out yesterday? I'm free today, come out for a meal? You decide the place... OK, see you at 7 o'clock."
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Shang Ke watched a certain person make a phone call all the way, and he seemed to be talking about serious business, but he always felt that this guy wanted to announce to everyone: After countless days and nights of abstinence, he was finally released after serving his sentence!
With the nourishment of Fuguang, Shang Ke can maintain his human form for longer and longer, from a few hours to a day or two, his strength is steadily increasing, and he can occasionally use some small spells. During the day, you can make your lover's pendant and all-purpose golden finger, and at night, you can study performance art with your lover.
But not long after, Shang Ke found anxiously that the blessing on Wen Jingrong seemed to have dimmed a lot.
Blessed light comes from the blessings of ancestors. It is not easy for living people to accumulate blessings, at least not by doing a few good deeds. Although Wen Jingrong was devoted to kindness during this time, the speed of accumulating blessings was far less than the speed of consumption.
If he continues to absorb like this without restraint, I am afraid it will affect Wen Jingrong's future luck. Luck is a very delicate thing, it can make people prosperous, it can also make people ruin, it can make people happy and long, and it can make people poor. Although with Wen Jingrong's ability and financial resources, even if he loses the blessing of Fuguang, he should be able to be prosperous all his life. But Fuguang can increase a person's luck, unless it is a last resort, it is best not to squander it.
Shang Ke felt that it was necessary to control his "appetite".
"Coco?" Wen Jingrong came out of the bathroom and found that Coco did not lie on the bed waiting for him as usual, but continued to stay on the bedside table to make a quiet magic number pen.
"I'm going to practice carefully tonight, you also go to bed early, good night." The magic number pen flashed a few times.
"Yeah." Although Wen Jingrong was a little disappointed, he didn't force it. He picked up the magic number pen and kissed it, then put it in the brocade box gently, "Good night."
Wen Jingrong thought that the so-called "cultivation" was only a matter of a day or two, but for half a month, Coco did not turn into a humanoid, and always maintained a magic number of strokes.
"Coco, did something happen to you?" Wen Jingrong asked worriedly.
"It's okay." It just slowed down the speed of cultivation.
"Since it's okay, why don't you change yourself?"
"Because you need abstinence."
Wen Jingrong: "...So, how long do you plan to keep me abstinent?"
"Well, a month."
"One month?" Wen Jingrong's face was cloudy, "It's too long, I want to shorten it by 20 days."
"What's the ban on shortening 20 days? There is no negotiation, just one month." Shang Ke's tone was firm.
Wen Jingrong looked resentful: "Why are you so cruel to me?"
"Because I don't want to be too cruel to myself."
Wen Jingrong: "..."
After struggling for a night, Wen Jingrong finally looked away. What is a month of abstinence compared to losing forever? As long as Coco is happy, he is happy.
Since then, Wen Jingrong has gained a habit of drawing a cross on the calendar every day.
The first month of abstinence passed, Wen Jingrong got up from the bed in high spirits, and was about to say good morning to Coco. By the way, he made an appointment for an interactive show at night. It turned out that the brocade box was empty, and the cocoa that was lying in it was gone. !
There is a note on the bedside table, which reads: I have something to go out today, I must be back before 7 pm. Cocoa stay.
What can a pen do? If something really happened, why didn't you tell him
Wen Jingrong felt impetuous, this was the first time Coco had left his sight after his rebirth.
He turned on the phone, searched for the location, and quickly locked Coco's location.
Seven Star Garden? This is a world-famous old-age city, with simple architecture and quiet environment, which is very popular among the elderly.
Wen Jingrong drove the car all the way to where Shang Ke was.
But his position was not fixed. After staying in Qixingyuan for about half an hour, he went to another place by car.
Wen Jingrong has been paying attention to his position, from Qixingyuan to Fudong District, from Fudong District to Yining Lake, and from Yining Lake to Legal Center... In one morning, he almost visited Dongcheng.
What is Coco doing
Wen Jingrong parked the car and strode towards the book bar across the street.
Looking around, he quickly found the person he was looking for in a position by the window.
Shang Ke sat leisurely on the sofa chair, casually shaking the spoon in the cup while flipping through the book in his hand, but his attention was not on the book, his bright eyes occasionally glanced at the brown-haired youth beside him.
Wen Jingrong's face turned black, and his cold gaze fell directly on the young man.
Coco ran half the city just to see him? !
Wen Jingrong felt that his whole body was not well, and the flame of jealousy was burning in his body.
Shang Ke seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head to look in the direction of Wen Jingrong.
"Jing Rong?" A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he waved his hand, motioning him to go over.
Wen Jingrong strode up to him, his vicious appearance was incompatible with this elegant book bar, like a bandit wolf breaking into the world of a group of academic sheep, his arrogant and domineering aura was clearly displayed.
He sat beside Shang Ke, wrapping his waist in an absolutely possessive posture.
Most of the people around looked at them, and the brown-haired youth was no exception.
Shang Ke immediately pulled up Wen Jingrong, then smiled at the brown-haired young man, "Nice to meet you. I'll make an appointment next time when I have time."
Meet again next time? Wen Jingrong tried his best to suppress his anger, and followed Shang Ke out of the book.
"Who is he?" As soon as he took a few steps, someone began to ask for guilt.
"Friends I just met."
"What are you doing out today?"
"Shopping." Shang Ke replied calmly.
"Why don't you let me accompany you?"
Shang Ke glanced at him, took his arm, and explained with a smile, "I got up early and didn't want to wake you up. Besides, you have to go to work, so I came out alone."
"Really? That's all?" Wen Jingrong looked suspicious.
"Of course. What else can I do?" Shang Ke's expression was calm, and he couldn't see anything unusual.
Wen Jingrong was silent, always feeling that Coco was hiding something from him.
In the evening, Wen Jingrong pressed Shang Ke very intensely.
"Coco, don't leave me, don't leave..." Although he had returned to his side, Wen Jingrong was still insecure, afraid of losing it again, afraid that it was all just a dream, and even more afraid that Coco no longer loved him.
Shang Ke felt his unease, hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear: "I love you, Jing Rong."
Wen Jingrong's body trembled, the haze in his eyes gradually dissipated, and finally turned into a tenderness...
Three days later, Shang used the mobile phone Wen Jingrong bought for him to call the brown-haired youth.
"Ah, Shang Ke, I remember you. What's the matter? Eating? I'm sorry, I'm at the airport and I'm going to S city... Haha, it's like this, yesterday my tutor gave me a task temporarily and asked me to go to S University to do one. Academic speeches... um, yes, we'll make an appointment when I get back, okay, thank you, bye."
Hanging up the phone, Shang Ke secretly said that it was a coincidence.
Wen Jingrong walked in from outside the house, and when he saw his regretful expression, a dim light flashed in his eyes.
In the next few days, Shang Ke went out a few times and made many friends. It's just that every time they ask them out, they are delayed by various things. The people who can successfully make an appointment are basically old people who are over fifty years old.
Shang Ke doesn't believe that he only has the predestined relationship with the old man, other young and beautiful handsome guys and beauties, one or two is fine, four or five are not arranged, no matter what you think about it!
"Wen Jingrong." Shang Ke put his hand on Wen Jingrong's shoulder and asked with a smile, "Did you do something behind my back?"
"What did you do?" Wen Jingrong wrapped his arms around his waist with a calm expression.
"You don't want me to be friends?"
Wen Jingrong's expression remained unchanged: "Tell me first, why are you suddenly so keen on making friends?"
Shang Ke stared at him quietly, and after a long while he spit out two words: "Secret."
"Very good." Wen Jingrong raised his chin, "Then I will continue to exercise the right of 'jealous husband' and remove all unstable factors that may cause you to leave the wall."
Shang Ke: Jealous husband has the right to yarn? It's amazing to be so assertive about your own desire for control...