Good Morning, Mr. President!

Jing Rong sorted out his emotions and slowly raised his head. His clear eyes stared at Wen Yanzhi without any flicker. Just ask: "What do you want me to answer?"

Before Wen Yanzhi answered, Jing Rong said again, "You want me and your parents to say that you are interested in me this time. Last night you slept in my room. Even last night we ...

Speaking of which, his thin lips tilted and his throat rolled.

For the rest, it's hard to tell.

Wen Yanzhi chuckled, "What's wrong with this? Is it difficult? What did we do last night, why don't we go on? It's impossible, what we did was so ashamed for you that we didn't even dare to say it? ! "

"……"moron!

He is only 18 years old, and has no experience in this area, let alone to do intimate things with men, even with a woman, he will be shy as well.

Who is as cheeky as him?

Jing Rong was silent again, making Wen Yan's wrath angry. He leaned over, pressing his hands on the wheelchair armrest, and locked Jing Rong coldly.

"Do you really want me to be with other women?"

Other women ...

Jing Rong's chest was slightly choked.

He still looked at Wen Yanzhi. After a long, long time, the man on the opposite side was almost impatient and could not wait until he said: "I am only interested in you for a moment. I and your future are still very long. . "

"I ... and you?" Not 'us'!

Wen Yanzhi chuckled. He had never been an arrogant person before, but from the mouth of a teenager, he cared every word.

"Listen to me." Jing Rong didn't allow Wen Yan to interject.

Wen Yanzhi felt that he was subdued by him. Hearing the young man said that, he closed his voice.

Jing Rong looked at his eyes slightly darker, his hands in the wheelchair were also tense, and his fingertips were slightly cold.

Various complex feelings passed through those clean eyes. After a while, he rationally and calmly said, "Not to mention, you are not GAY at all. I am interested in playing with you, but you ... why serious?"

Obviously very rational, but the voice of the exit was dumb.

Even her chest was breathless.

He said he didn't want Wen Yan to be serious, but he knew it. He couldn't ignore this.

The pain in my heart can't be faked.

Wen Yanzhi didn't expect what the teenager would say, and his eyes scratched a lot of injuries, and then it was ironic and painful.

"Play, play?" He chewed these two words, biting hard, as if to chew the bones of a teenager.

Jing Rong's fingertips became white.

Wen Yan smiled, but the smile was cold and sad, "You're right, why should I be serious? And, are you serious about you as a white-eyed wolf?"

There was not much fluctuation on Jing Rong's face. Only heavier and tighter breathing sounds betrayed his emotions at the moment.

Wen Yan's eyes were colder and he stared at him. Then, the big palm suddenly clasped his back, and when he leaned down, his lips severely blocked the boy's lips.

Sudden breath made Jing Rong surprised.

He didn't push and couldn't push it, but closed his eyes slowly.

The soreness of the tip of the nose and the bottom of his heart kept rushing out, entangled him, and made his heart extremely miserable.

If he did not appear by himself, now Wen Yanzhi is still the old master who is scornful and carefree. In the future, he will follow the wishes of his father and mother, marry a good wife, have a child with her, and spend the rest of his life quietly and dull.

That was the life he really deserved.

Instead of stepping into the quagmire like now, the deeper and deeper.

After all, Jing Rong didn't want to see him rolling into the mud all over the mud; he didn't want to get rid of the wolf in the mud anymore, this man pulled away and washed his body, he was the same as he was, but he had Deeper and deeper, it is difficult to extricate yourself.

No matter what kind of ending, they are not smart.

There was a hint of hate in this kiss. Wen Yan's kiss was so heavy that he kissed the young boy's thin lips bleeding.

After this kiss, both were a little bit embarrassed.

Wen Yanzhi looked at the boy coldly, "Don't you just want to go from here? Today ... I'll let you go."

The teenager breathed heavily.

The pain on the lips seemed to become more intense.

Wen Yanzhi chuckled and looked down at him. "Fortunately, I didn't go to you that day, otherwise, I will become GAY! Don't you want me to find another woman to marry and have children? Wait! One day, I must Bring you a good look. And ah ... we are such good brothers, if I get married, you have to come and watch! "

Jing Rong twisted his breath.

His face was a little pale, but he didn't reply a word to Wen Yanzhi's words. I just looked at him quietly, and looked at it for a long time, as if I wanted to carve that beautiful man's face into my heart.

at last……

The throat rolled down and he said, "When can I go?"

Wen Yan's eyebrows jumped.

Then, a cold cry, "Go!"

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In the afternoon, Jing Yu had just accompany Yu Zeyao for lunch and was leaving the Vice Presidential Palace. Yu Zeyao received a call.

Glancing at the screen, Wen Yanzhi called.

"Hey." He switched it on and pressed it to his ear.

Because the other party was Wen Yanzhi, Jing Yu subconsciously looked at Yu Zeyao. Expect to get the chance to talk to Jing Rong.

"I let Jing Rong leave from me." In Wen Yanzhi's voice, he was extremely defeated.

Yu Zeyao glanced at Jing Yu before asking: "What? You two are awkward?"

"..." Wen Yanzhi didn't answer, only said: "His legs are not completely good, so he just went back to let Jing Yu take care of me."

Yu Zeyao frowned slightly. Is it an illusion? I always feel that Yan Zhi cares about him. Caring too much.

"So, what do you think?"

"Let him go to you. You have the best doctor and someone protects him. Nothing can happen."

"Where is he now?" Yu Zeyao agreed with Wen Yanzhi, "I will send someone to pick him up."

"No. I'll let my people take him directly to you."

"Okay." Yu Zeyao glanced at Jing Yu and shook his hand.

"That's it ..." Wen Yanzhi's voice was completely without the spirit of the past, and the whole person was extremely depressed.

Yu Zeyao originally wanted to ask, but when he looked at Jing Yu, he didn't ask anything.

Maybe it was just that he thought too much!

Hanging up, Jing Yu asked, "Is it related to Jing Rong?"

"You are waiting for a while," Yu Zeyao said, "Jingrong will come over a while."

Jing Yu was surprised, "Really?"

"Yan Zhigang called and said he was uncomfortable giving Jing Rong to you." Yu Zeyao sat on the sofa, holding her by one hand.