Good Morning, Mr. President!

Jing Rong's expression changed and he frowned. "Are you hurt?"

"It's okay, only minor injuries." Wen Yanzhi smiled hippie, "This does not affect our love and affection."

Jing Rong had a serious face, and stretched out his hands to unbutton Wen Yanzhi's shirt. Wen Yanzhi clasped his hands and stared at him with burning eyes. "Jing Rong, you can take off your pants without taking off your clothes."

Jing Rong put his hand away and continued to take off his shirt. Wen Yanzhi knew he couldn't hide him, and finally let him go.

The shirt was unbuttoned, and his body was blue and purple, which shocked Jing Rong.

"This ... aunt and aunt hit?"

"It's okay, I'm thick. It looks scary, but it's just a bit of skin trauma. It doesn't matter." Wen Yanzhi buttoned up his shirt.

Jing Rong's fingers swept across those injuries. Wen Yanzhi looked at his eyebrows, his lips raised, "Distressed?"

Jing Rong looked at him.

Couldn't help it.

The smile on Wen Yan's face was deeper. "It seems that this beating is not completely worthless."

Jing Rong gave him a glance, his voice was dull, "... you can still laugh."

"You kiss me. Kiss does not hurt." Wen Yan teased him intentionally.

Based on his understanding of Jing Rong, it is impossible for this boy to kiss his body in such a place.

But, who knows, the next moment ...

Jing Rong suddenly buried his head and kissed on his chest. Moreover, Jing Rong really kissed his injury and did not let go of it everywhere.

Wen Yanzhi only felt that electricity was in his head, and the places where Jing Rong's lips passed were all hot, making his breath tighten and there was no fight. He clasped his shoulders and took Jing Rong out, burning eyes, breathing disorders, "Don't kiss him!"

Jing Rong's eyes were also mixed with a deep passion, "Don't you let me kiss?"

"Keep kissing, I might really want you here!"

Jing Rong pursed his lips and did not speak. However, his finger fell on the wound on his body. "Have you ever been to the hospital? Is it just a skin trauma?"

"Checked everything, all right."

Jing Rong sighed, "They are angry."

"Um. But don't blame them, after all, the person I took back was really bad." Touching Jing Rong's clean face, Wen Yanzhi boasted sincerely: "But you are different. You look so cute and so lovely, also Such a flattering person, if I take you back, they will certainly not be so angry. "

Jing Rong knew that Wen Yanzhi was comforting himself.

If they weren't angry, what he had brought back the previous two days was himself, not the irrelevant person beside him.

"What do you think?" Jing Rong asked.

"Not much. When they calm down, I'll take the other person back." He looked indifferent.

Jing Rong frowned. "Are you taking someone else back?"

"That's it. Last time it was just a man with a strong makeup, and this time I brought something else. Brush the bottom line for them. The last time I saw you, it was like picking up a big baby?"

"You don't mess around." Jing Rong said: "In a few days, when they are a little calmer, I will go back with you."

"No, don't worry, I have my own share."

"This kind of measure has made your parents have chest pain for two days." Jing Rong looked serious.

Wen Yanzhi was also right, with a little annoyance on his face.

In fact, his parents were uncomfortable and he did not want to see him. He said with emotion: "They are really excited about this. If you go, you will definitely point your finger at you."

"If they really get angry with me, it should be justified. As for the hands, there are only some flesh wounds. What can you bear that I can't bear?" Jing Rong insisted, "I have suffered even the most pain."

"Yes, I know you're not afraid of anything, and you can't stand it, but ..." Wen Yanzhi played with the youthful fingertips, and he looked a little heavier. "I can't stand you being a little wronged."

Jing Rongyang smiled.

"I don't feel wronged."

With his care to protect himself like this, where else can be wronged?

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A few days later.

As soon as Yu Zeyao and Jing Yu returned home, they received a call from Wen Xue.

"My parents said they wanted to talk to you."

Yu Zeyao is not surprised, "They already know Jing Rong?"

After hearing what he said, Jing Yu was going to stop holding her. She turned around and looked at her husband worriedly.

Yu Zeyao gave her a reassuring look.

"I know." Wen Xue responded: "Although Yan Zhi's kids are all bad ideas, they have to say that they are actually a bit effective. When my parents saw Jing Rong, they thought they were positive. At least not the unknown man who got it back last time. "

"Then they agreed?"

"Which is that easy?" Wen Xue said: "It ’s a temporary moment of happiness. My mother started crying at home and grabbed the ground again. My dad calm down, and I want to ask you what you mean."

"Okay. Trouble, you have time to spare. My fish and I can pass at any time."

"Is it convenient now? They are all there."

"Okay, Yuer and I will pass right away." Yu Zeyao hung up the phone, Jing Yu understood and immediately put on his jacket again and followed Yu Zeyao out.

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Wen's parents were waiting for guests in the side hall.

Wen Yanzhi and Jing Rong were sitting in the hall.

As soon as Yu Zeyao and Jing Yu appeared, they both looked up. Jing Rong didn't say anything. Wen Yanzhi looked like a savior. A few steps up, "Lao Yu, my happiness is in your hands. If you don't settle this for me, our brothers for so many years will It was done for nothing. Also, your wife is holding you now, and the child is breast-feeding. You ca n’t ignore my brother and my life. Do n’t let me go down!

"Am I the kind of person?" Yu Zeyao took off his coat to the servant and glanced at Jing Rong from a distance. "If you are alone, I don't bother to make peace. Now you pull Jing Rong into the water, Can I watch him sad? "

When Wen Yan heard it, he was glad. Regardless of who he sees, this can be done.

"My parents always like you the most. They can listen to whatever you say."

"But don't be too optimistic. I'll just try."

"Hurry up!" Wen Yanzhi hopes he's better not to delay.

Jing Yu followed Yu Zeyao, "I'll go with you."

"Alright."

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outside.

Jing Rong was sitting on the sofa, and Wen Xue was talking to him about the child's name.

One of Wen Yan's personally walked over in the hall. I glanced at the hall from time to time, "On such a small matter, it can be finished in two or three sentences. How can they talk for so long? What are they talking about!"

"You'll be honest! Turn around, I'm dizzy!" Wen Xue complained dissatisfied.

Wen Yanzhi ignored it.