One Hundred and Thirty-Four: The Love Buried by Time (One Hundred and Thirty-Four)

Jingrong was very nervous.

Conflict and struggle.

Try to convince yourself to accept this man.

Wen Yanzhi is not a bad person. He was a great favor to himself and knew how to repay his kindness. He would never give Wen Yanzhi anything too much.

Finally, I was mentally prepared to accept this man.

The first time and the last time.

However, Wen Yanzhi did not want him in the end. Just hang your chin on his shoulder and solve it with your hands.

Even so, it made Jingrong feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Wen Yanzhi..." He called him hoarsely. You can clearly see the hidden pain and desire on the man's face.

"You'd better shut up and stop talking at this time."

Jingrong obediently shut his mouth.

However, after just a moment, he spoke again: "Even if this is the case... then I... don't owe you anything."

Depend on!

Wen Yanzhi wanted to strangle him to death.

"At a time like this, can't you stop saying such nonsense that is embarrassing to the scenery?!"

"..."

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After a long time.

The room was in full swing.

Wen Yanzhi lay on Jingrong's shoulder. He said with a cold face, "Can't you just solve it with me?"

Wen Yanzhi glanced down at him, then looked at his red face, and he smiled evilly.

"This is not mine alone."

"roll!"

"I'll take you to take a bath."

"No! I can do it myself!"

“You can be a jerk.

"

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Half an hour later.

Jingrong sat on the bed feeling refreshed. Wen Yanzhi brought a hair dryer and came over to dry his hair.

The warm wind blew down on top of his head, making Jingrong feel much more comfortable.

Wen Yanzhi didn't say anything, while Jingrong flipped through the book. After a while, he quietly said, "I'll go back to my sister tomorrow."

Wen Yanzhi looked gloomy and said, "In two days."

Jing Rong closed the book and frowned, "You went back on your word."

"Why did I go back on my promise?" Wen Yanzhi was irritated and put the hair dryer aside, "You said you wanted to commit yourself to me, and I just asked you to commit yourself to me?"

Jingrong glared at him angrily.

"Don't glare at me! To put it another way, even if I ask you to pledge yourself to me, did you just pledge yourself to me? No!"

Jingrong refused to reason with him, "You are simply unreasonable. I have to leave tomorrow whether you allow it or not."

Wen Yanzhi looked at him seriously and touched his hair. After making sure it was done, I started to lift the quilt. Jingrong asked reluctantly: "What are you doing?"

"Can't you see? I'll sleep with you!" Wen Yanzhi shamelessly fell into bed under the quilt, "You dared to lock the door for me when I wanted to sleep here last time!"

"you are annoying?"

Wen Yanzhi took him down and stuffed him into the quilt. Jing Rong glanced at him and met Wen Yanzhi's deep gaze. He was about to say something, but his throat rolled, but he just said lightly: "Turn off the lights and go to sleep."

Wen Yanzhi raised his lips and smiled, "I can see that you actually want to sleep with me too. Right?"

"..." Jingrong closed his eyes and did not reply to his words.

Wen Yanzhi turned off the light. His long arm crossed over and rested behind the boy's head. He tightened it again, hugged it into his arms, and asked entangledly: "Is that right?"

Jingrong ignored him. He thought he was not used to being held in his arms to sleep like this, but the warm feeling in the man's arms made him not resist.

and……

When they were making out just now - it should be considered making out - he didn't find it that annoying.

Wen Yanzhi refused to give up and asked, "Tell you, do you actually want to sleep with me too?"

Jingrong was a little annoyed by being pestered. Open your eyes and glare at him. His eyes are shining brightly in the darkness. Before Wen Yanzhi could regain his consciousness, the collar of his pajamas was suddenly grabbed by the young man. He opened his lips to say something, but Jingrong kissed his lips angrily.

Wen Yan was shocked.

Then, the corners of his lips curled up.

Zhang Chu and the boy were entangled again.

At the end of the kiss, Jingrong stepped away and whispered: "Tomorrow, you must let me go."

"I said two days will pass." Wen Yanzhi whispered, "Your brother-in-law was injured recently, and your sister must be very distressed. If you go back like this, and make her even more sad, your brother-in-law will have to kill me. "

"Didn't you say they have separated?"

"Isn't it normal for couples to break up and get back together? They made up again."

"..." Jingrong has never been in love before, so he doesn't know if it's normal to break up and make up. He only knew that after Liang Shengyi and his sister separated, they never reconciled.

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Jing Yu sat in his room all night.

In the early morning, there was a noise at the door of the room, and she woke up suddenly. Zhuang Yan came in from the outside with gauze wrapped around his head.

When Jing Yu saw this, he stood up quickly and asked, "How are you?"

"I hurt my head and just woke up. The doctor said it's no longer a problem."

"You should lie down for a while." Jing Yu went over and pulled out a chair for Zhuang Yan to sit down. You can't stand solemnly for a long time, or you will faint as soon as you stand. Seeing the chair, he quickly sat down and glanced at Yu Zeyao on the bed, "Have you woken up, sir?"

"Always half asleep."

Jing Yu glanced at Zhuang Yan, pursed his lips, and then asked in a low voice, "How could you do this?"

He sighed solemnly.

"Too many people are staring at this key. However, fortunately, those people have been dismissed. Although we were seriously injured this time, Yu Wenhua's power was also severely damaged. I am afraid that we will not dare to make any more moves for a while. "

Jingyu nodded and said nothing.

She didn't understand political matters. But she knew that this time, Yu Zeyao saved her father.

"Zhuang Yan, I have something to ask you, you have to answer me honestly." Jing Yu thought of another important thing.

Zhuang Yan nodded, "I will say what I should say."

"Jing Rong..." Jing Yu asked, "He is not abroad, right?"

Zhuang Yan was stunned.

He didn't expect that she would know about this. Moreover, this was something that the master had repeatedly ordered that she must not know, so he didn't dare to say anything.

"Miss Jing, your first question stumped me."

"I know even if you don't say it. Jinnian met Jing Rong on the street yesterday. I just want to know, why did you hide it from me? What happened to Jing Rong? Didn't you say that his injury would heal soon? But why did Jinnian tell me that Jing Rong was sitting in a wheelchair on the street? If he didn't go abroad, where is he now? Who takes care of him?"

A series of questions showed Jing Yu's anxiety at the moment.

Without the master's order, Zhuang Yan didn't dare to say anything. However, her worried look at the moment really made people feel unbearable.

"Zhuang Yan, go back and rest first." Suddenly, a familiar voice, with a hint of weakness, suddenly sounded in the ward.

Here, both of them were stunned.

Jing Yu turned around and saw that the man who had been sleeping on the bed had woken up.

He was supporting the bed with one hand, trying hard to sit up.

Jing Yu looked at his hard work and felt a pain in his heart. He stood up and walked to the bed, helped him up, and stuffed a pillow behind him to make him feel more comfortable.