Good Morning, Mr. President!

He dropped his finger on the button of his shirt and didn't move. He just glanced coldly at a childish man who was holding his pajamas. "Aren't you going out yet?"

"Aren't you inconvenient with your hands and feet? I'll change your clothes." Wen Yanzhi said and pulled the shirt on Jing Rong's body.

"No!" Jing Rong refused to push his hand away.

However, Jing Rong's strength naturally could not compete with Wen Yan.

With a little effort, Wen Yanzhi bullied again, pulling his finger on the boy's shirt.

Seeming to be intolerable, Jing Rong's face was cold and he didn't know where the strength came from. He pushed Wen Yan one by one, and the man also flung out of the wheelchair and threw Wen Yan directly to the ground.

Jing Rong pressed himself on Wen Yan's body, dragged his shirt neckline with one hand, stretched his face, gritted his teeth, and stared at him coldly, "Wen Yanzhi, don't provoke me!"

Wen Yanzhi rarely sees such a big fire as Jing Rongfa. The flames that came out of his eyes seemed to burn him. The cold drinking sound was even more severe, making Wen Yanzhi stunned.

The next moment, he laughed suddenly, with one hand resting behind his head, the other hand clasped the young man's waist, his thumb rubbed against his waist across the shirt with a bad thumb, and his eyes were ambiguous.

This is rogue!

Jing Rongqi was desperate, "What on earth do you want? Don't touch me!"

Wen Yanzhi looked at the youth's indifference and even disgust, his eyes sinking a lot. The rogue smile just now gradually converged and changed to serious.

However, in this seriousness, there are some confusions and loneliness that even feel troubled.

"I also want to know what I want to do." Wen Yanzhi said, he never had such troubles, "Jing Rong, I might ... to you ..."

"Shut up!" Frown, Jing Rong interrupted what was to be said behind him.

Wen Yanzhi was a little annoyed, "You asked me what you want!"

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Jing Rong's shirt neckline, dragging him down. Jing Rong stunned, but his hands were not enough to support his body, and the whole man could only confess his life and fell.

He strangled his neck so hard that his lips would not stick to Wen Yanzhi. However, the two were very close together, getting close to each other's breath.

Wen Yan's eyes were fixed on the boy's lips. As soon as his head was hot, he couldn't care about anything. He caught him and kissed him deeply.

Jing Rong was extremely annoyed. It was an accident last time, and it would be too much to let him go wild this time!

And, this guy just kissed another woman!

When he opened his mouth, he bite, Wen Yanzhi ate, and pulled back, panting briefly, glaring at him, "Are you a dog?"

"You are perverted!" Jing Rong scolded.

Instead of being angry, Wen Yanzhi laughed and pinched his chin with his fingers. "You will curse such a sentence when you come back and forth, eh? What is wrong with me? I am a pervert, and I am very interested in you now, especially interest!"

This guy is really faceless!

Even if he arrogantly talked, it turned out ...

There was a response somewhere.

Even if there is a response, I still feel it!

Had it not been for his weak hands now, he would have been stupid!

Jing Rong's face turned red, and he didn't know if he was angry or ashamed. He raised his arms to avoid his hand, "I'm not interested in you, let me get up!"

Wen Yanzhi refused to let him get up, but instead clung to his waist with a big palm, and he was about to rise up, and pressed back again. He looked at him with deep eyes, "I may just be interested in you."

Jing Rong struggled, "What do you mean?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or the truth?" Wen Yanzhi asked.

Jing Rong said coldly: "It's up to you."

He didn't like to listen anyway.

Wen Yanzhi raised an eyebrow, and held Jingrong with one hand, looking at him deeply. "Jingrong, I think I am in love with you."

Jing Rong frowned, and clenched his hands into fists.

Wen Yanzhi laughed, didn't put his fist in his eyes, and held the free hand easily, saying, "This is a falsehood."

Jing Rong looked at him heavily. Fist closed.

Wen Yanzhi said: "I may be tired of playing with women and being with you every day. Maybe this is called Jiu Jiuqing? I am quite interested in you. However, I know myself very well, and I have nothing to do with you. An inexplicable sense of freshness. When the freshness is over, I will definitely still play with women and not entangle you. "

Listening to Wen Yanzhi's words, Jing Rong's face changed again and again.

In the end, it was extremely cold.

"Let me get up!" He only responded to his four words, which was also extremely cold.

"Hello! I'm telling you, can you give me some reaction ?!" Wen Yan was so angry.

Confession!

Show yourself!

Jing Rong couldn't help him, and banged his head heavily on Wen Yan's head. Wen Yan's pain was so loud that she just screamed at Venus, "Oh! Stink boy, you're too conscience!"

Jing Rong stopped looking at him at all, struggling to stand on his own. The body struggled a lot, Wen Yan's unbearable ‘嗷’ cry, “Jing Rong, you move again, believe it or not, I ’m really welcome to you?”

"Why do you want to estrus, find your girlfriend! Don't touch me!" Jing Rong looked cold into the bone marrow.

Wen Yanzhi looked at him for a few moments, "What did I say that made you angry like this, at a young age, I still learned to speak swear!"

"Get away!"

Wen Yanzhi helped him to sit up, this posture made the two look very ambiguous. Jing Rong felt that every minute was suffering, but Wen Yanzhi enjoyed the feeling of sitting in his arms.

His blood was boiling all over. As soon as I lost my brain, I just forgot the pain on my forehead and just said, "Jing Rong, or ... you and me try it!"

He said, touching his hand behind Jing Rong. All the way down.

I thought Jing Rong would stop himself, but never thought he didn't move. Instead, he asked, "Do you really want to try?"

Wen Yan was shocked.

He used to just say that it was so fast that it was addictive. He didn't expect the boy to accept himself.

"If I mean it ... wouldn't you be willing?" He couldn't believe it.

"I can try with you!"

Wen Yanzhi felt hot all over.

With every breath of the boy at this moment, a look in his eyes was moving him, driving him crazy.

He got up and picked up Jing Rong. The next moment, Jing Rong's words made him dumbfounded.

"You lie down and let me up!"

"..." Wen Yanzhi stood there, thinking he had an illusion. He asked again, uncertainly, "What did you just say?"

Jing Rong looked at him expressionlessly, repeating without emotion, "You lie down and let me go!"

The corner of Wen Yan's lips was drawn.

Then he threw him on the bed. He rested his hands on the side of the boy, kneeled on the bed with one leg, and pushed his legs apart. Jing Rong suddenly lost his momentum and frowned at him.

Wen Yanzhi smiled like a peach blossom, "Brother Xiaorong, have your hair grown up, you dare to be so arrogant!"