I Have Everything You Like

Wang Jin handed over the phone.

Yan Rong unlocked the phone, looked at the unread messages, smiled a little, and typed quickly with her fingers to reply to the other party, not knowing what she said to the other party, the expression on her face also changed Very rich.

Wang Jin took a few glances, then turned his head and sat beside the bed with his back to Yanrong, and looked at his mobile phone absentmindedly, with some unspeakable confusion in his heart.

He is jealous of Ben, and Yanrong is jealous of Cong Cong, but they are two different kinds of jealousy.

He always hoped that Yan Rong could interact more with his peers, and hoped that through good interpersonal relationships, Yan Rong would become cheerful and optimistic, and now things are developing in the direction he hoped Well, another kind of inevitability he expected has gradually emerged - Yan Rong will meet like-minded people of similar age, and these people can give Yan Rong the happiness that he cannot give.

Trapped in a youthful and frenzied infatuation.

One day, trying to capture him and occupy him with hormones full of youthful breath.

Wang Jin doesn't think this kind of thinking is extreme. If he is Yan Rong's peers, he will only do more. Assuming that he could go back to high school, with a male classmate like Yan Rong by his side, the time when he was beaten up by his father might be several years earlier.

But now he can't do anything, even the courage to come out has been advanced to the wrong person in advance. The happiness and satisfaction he can give Yan Rong is only due to his age and rich experience. Even if he has never been a person before, Yan Rong will be able to experience those sensory stimulations in the future. He got Yan Rong's beautiful body and passionate love, but he couldn't give Yan Rong anything that others couldn't give him.

The two were close at hand, but Wang Jin suddenly became unbearably pessimistic.

Responding to the late-night emotional consultation from ben, Yanrong threw the phone on the pillow, rubbed over and hugged Wang Jin's waist from behind, and asked: "'Dad', what are you thinking about ?"

Wang Jin: "...don't bark any more."

Yan Rong's hand touched his abdominal muscles, and said with a smile, "Just bark on the bed, and don't bark when you go down, okay?"

Wang Jin grabbed the offending hand, the boy's bones have not fully grown, the small hand feels indistinguishable from sex, the ten fingers are slender, the finger pulp is round, the palm is soft and smooth, the palm is hot . He grabbed that hand and put it on his heart, exhaled silently, and his manic-depressive mood calmed down a little.

Yan Rong's hand touched Wang Jin's chest muscle and felt the heartbeat inside, thinking that it was Wang Jin provoking himself again, so he put his arms around Wang Jin's neck, and put the whole body against him On his back, he passionately kissed his face, his lips touched the short stubble beard that would appear at night, and he was not afraid to **** him, and he stretched out the tip of his soft pink tongue to lick the slightly hard stubble, licking the stubble of the beard. Jin's left chin was licked wetly.

Wang Jin smiled and said, "I have a clingy kitten."

The kitten said: "I'm not a kitten, I'm a big tiger." After speaking, he also learned the hissing "roar woo woo" from the throat of the beast, which was extremely cute.

Although I don't know why he is so coquettish all of a sudden, Wang Jin likes his appearance very much, and he said amusedly: "Shouldn't it be Simba the lion?"

Yan Rong also remembered that he once compared him to Mufasa, smiled and said: "'Dad', I have something to tell you."

Wang Jin said: "What?"

Yan Rong said: "I want to go to Ben's house tomorrow night to watch the Champions League final."

Wang Jin: “…”

I'm afraid he won't agree?

He asked, "Ben invited you alone?"

Yan Rong said: "No, there are several other students who usually play football together in school."

Wang Jin did not express his position soon.

Yan Rong hugged him and shook it, and asked expectantly, "Can I go?"

Wang Jin smiled and said, "Of course you can."

Yan Rong cheered, hugged him harder, and said happily, "I knew you would agree."

Wang Jin just didn't say "no" reasons, Yan Rong spends almost every weekend with him, and occasionally spends his spare time at this age, it's normal .

He can't be like Yan Rong, to a Cong Cong who came out of nowhere, he can eat a lot of vinegar even if he comes, and he was because of that a few weeks ago. The German boy was sour and sour, but he couldn't say anything.

Because he knows too well, what he is jealous of is not ben, what he is jealous of is ben's youth that is enough to match Yanrong.

He has always been selfish, hoping that Yan Rong can grow up slowly, only if Yan Rong grows up a little slower, he can age slowly and give Yan Rong a longer company.

Age is a too cruel topic, Yan Rong is too young, he is so naive, he doesn't understand this at all, and Wang Jin doesn't want him to understand so early.

Everyone will say goodbye to innocence sooner or later, and when they say goodbye, they will really grow up.

The next night, after dinner, he sent Yan Rong to Ben's house, and Yan Rong specially wore a Real Madrid jersey.

When we parted, he asked Yanrong: "What time will I pick you up tomorrow?"

Yan Rong said in lame Northeastern dialect: "You have come to pick me up, I can go back by myself when I wake up."

Wang Jin said: "I won't go to work tomorrow, I'll be fine."

Yan Rong thought for a while and said, "Then I'll call you when I wake up, come pick me up, and let's go to the movies together."

Wang Jin agreed, and Yanrong instructed him: "You remember to bring me a change of clothes, I don't wear a jersey to the movies."

Wang Jin said: "You look good in anything."

Yan Rong also felt that she was good-looking, and she was proud of herself before saying: "It's not romantic at all to go to the movies and wear a jersey. Straight men only wear them like that. I'm a little gay."

Wang Jin couldn't help laughing, he went to work today, Yan Rong and Wang Chao stayed at home for a day and learned a lot of mess.

Several classmates who had already arrived sent voice messages to ben's house to remind him, Yan Rong also replied in voice: "Hurry up, it's here."

He hurriedly got out of the car, waved back to Wang Jin, and said, "Drive slower."

Wang Jin didn't sleep well all night, and when he closed his eyes, he saw Yanrong jumping happily in front of him wearing a Real Madrid jersey.

, Yan Rong must have been very happy last night.

After eating, he cleaned up, and before it was too sunny, he took the time to mow the lawn in the yard, and also trimmed the two azaleas.

At ten o'clock, Wang Chao ran downstairs, hurried out the door, and rushed to record a temporary variety show. This was the first time since he returned from Tibet. Show your face in public.

At half past twelve, Yan Rong has not called back.

Wang Jin can't sit still, will Yanrong forget the appointment yesterday? Are you playing something else with your classmates? It's not like I fell asleep after watching the ball and haven't woken up yet?

He made a phone call, and it took more than thirty seconds to pick up the phone, but Yan Rong was actually still asleep, and her voice was fascinated: "Well...Wang Jinzhou?"

Wang Jin said, "Are you still asleep? It's almost time, aren't your classmates' parents at home?"

Yan Rong said, "Whose parents? I don't know."

Wang Jin said: "I'll pick you up now, come back to sleep, it's impolite to sleep late at someone's house."

Yan Rong replied lightly: "Okay."

Wang Jin arrived downstairs at ben's house, called Yanrong, sat in the car, saw him staggering out, and slowly got into the car, his jersey wrinkled Baba's...and some alcohol smell.

Wang Jin frowned: "Did you drink?"

Yan Rong covered his eyes with his hand and said, "Drink a little, 6:4, I'm so happy."

People who haven't slept well will find the sun especially dazzling, Wang Jin took his own sunglasses and put them on him, and said, "Did you drink a little of this great taste?"

Yan Rong said: "It's really not much, it's still beer."

Wang Jin saw that he was in a bad mood, so he stopped talking, and took him home to make up for his sleep.

I slept very deeply this time, it was dark, and Wang Chao came back, but he still hadn't woken up.

Wang Jin went upstairs to see him, afraid that he would be uncomfortable due to dehydration, so he supported his neck and the back of his head and fed him half a glass of water.

His mobile phone fell in front of the bedside table, probably because he was too sleepy and threw it away, and he didn't know it fell to the ground.

Wang Jin helped him pick it up, and there was another WeChat message on the lock screen, sent by a person named "Kung Fu Carpenter O'Neal". Wang Jin has almost figured out the rules for these boys to take WeChat names. Ben is called "Knee King Benjamin", Yanrong is called "Ian the Abdominal Thief". O'Neal's little friend, probably likes Chinese Kung Fu.

O'Neill said: "Look at this video hahaha."

"Take care of me."

"I'll send it to our class if you ignore me."

"I sent it."

"Really."

"Don't regret it."

Finally, there was a message from "Knee King Benjamin": "Did you watch the video that oneal sent?" It was accompanied by a shy expression.

Wang Jin is curious, what video? Yan Rong's phone didn't have a lock screen password, so he couldn't hold back, so he clicked on it.

Several boys in the video, including Yan Rong, were wearing Real Madrid jerseys. There were a bunch of beer cans on the coffee table. Several people shouted in English: "Kissing! Kissing! Kissing!"

Yan Rong sat on the sofa with a flushed face. I don't know if it was because of drinking or shyness. Ben sat next to him, raised his **** in the direction of the shooting, and suddenly turned around and pinched Yan Rong. His chin was kissed, and then there was a mess of coaxing and whistling in the video, and the mobile phone that was filmed shook violently, but the scene of the kiss over there was more ambiguous and intense.

Wang Chao ordered the spicy crayfish takeaway again. The delivery man brought it to the door. He brought the shrimp in, and before he put it down, he saw Wang Jin come downstairs with a black face Holding the car keys, he looked like he was about to go out.

He asked: "What are you doing so late? Eat shrimp?"

Wang Jin glanced at him and said, "Go, I'll treat you to a drink."

Wang Chao was overjoyed. He also wanted to get drunk and relieve his worries. Of course, it would be nice to have a company. He said strangely, "Brother, didn't you drink before?"

Wang Jin said: "You haven't done a foundation before."

Wang Chao: “…”

If you drink, drink, why should you expose other people's short stories?