Good Morning, Mr. President!

"You drove like this ?!" The teenager was even more angry.

Wen Yanzhi didn't listen to his words, and only said, "Come down, let me see you."

"Get off!" Jing Rong was upset and hung up the phone.

He stood in the room for ten seconds, then, grabbed the wheelchair, and went out in cold pajamas.

Downstairs, there was a night maid who did not get off work. When he saw him out, he said hello, "Master Jing."

"I go out for a while."

"So late?" The other party was surprised.

"It's outside. Come in right away." Jing Rong said, and pushed out of the wheelchair.

That car, Dala, stopped at Qianping. In the Vice President's Palace, no one does not know Wen Yanzhi, so even if he came here, he was unimpeded and unhindered.

Jing Rong pushed over in a wheelchair.

Wen Yanzhi thought that this cruel guy would not come down, and wouldn't care about himself. He was thinking whether he would run into the Vice President's Palace regardless of the night, and the window was knocked.

He was stunned all over, and lowered the window, a cold, angry face came into his eyes.

"I thought you wouldn't come down." Wen Yanzhi said with a smile, regardless of his coldness.

As soon as the window opened, the wine filled the sky.

Jing Rong frowned. "How much wine did you drink?"

"Not much."

"Bring your mobile phone." Jing Rong sat in a wheelchair and put his hand in the window. Spread it out in front of him.

Wen Yanzhi looked down and didn't hold the mobile phone, but clasped the teenager's hand tightly.

This touch pleased him. This is not dreaming. It was this ruthless and ruthless teenager who was really in front of himself.

Jing Rong wanted to pull his hand back, but Wen Yan's clenched grip was unwilling.

It's like a kid who robbed a toy.

Jing Rong sighed helplessly, no longer entangled with him, only softened, no longer as ruthless as a whisper: "Give me your mobile phone. I'll call."

Wen Yanzhi asked: "Who to call?"

Although he asked, he turned around and took the phone to him. Jing Rong was grasped by one hand and turned the phone book with the other. He quickly dialed out a series of numbers, and his clear voice sounded extremely clear and beautiful at night.

"Sorry to bother you so late. Could you come to the Vice Presidential Palace. Yes, he is here now and has a drink. Okay, thank you."

Jing Rong finished talking, hung up the phone, and threw the phone back to Wen Yanzhi.

Wen Yanzhi looked at him suspiciously. He said: "You wait here, the driver will come to pick you up."

"..." The suspicion of Wen Yanzhi's eyes dissipated, and then a smile slowly surfaced.

Jing Rong was extremely uncomfortable with his smile. Frowning slightly, glancing at the two hands that were still clasped together, he said, "You loose me."

"Not loose."

"... I'm going back to bed. I have to go to school tomorrow morning."

"It's so hard to hold you, do you think I'm so obedient?" Wen Yanzhi's beautiful chin rested against the window and stared at Jing Rong with a pair of eyes. Jing Rong was numb by his scalp, pretending to be angry: "You stare at me again, I really want to go in, regardless of you!"

"You won't ignore me." Wen Yan's voice was firm.

Jing Rong looked up at him.

Wen Yanzhi's smile is even brighter than the starry night sky, "You care about me."

I don't know if it was that word or his smile, which caused Jing Rong to feel a ripple in his heart.

"You're afraid I'm drunk and have a car accident. That's why I'm so angry, right?"

"..." Jing Rong didn't refute, but just clenched his lips, half a moment, then said quietly: "You don't drink old anymore. Wen Xue said that during this time you ... 唔 ......"

Before Jing Rong's words were finished, his back was clenched.

He was too late to buckle the wheelchair. The man had been forcibly pulled over, a hot lip, and Wen Yanzhi's kiss had been covered.

This man is not polite at all. His lips are like the best snack, sucking and licking. More aggressively drilled into the lips and teeth of the teenager.

This is the Vice Presidential Palace!

Moreover, brother-in-law is in the building.

Jing Rong was a little annoyed and wanted to push away this unscrupulous man. But I don't know if this man's kiss technique is too good, or if he is really too weak, in the end, he didn't push him away.

Instead, he was trapped in his kiss, making Wen Yan's kiss deeper and heavier. Even he couldn't help kissing the man back.

He didn't back away until he felt pain in his lips. Gasping at him panting, "What are you doing to bite me?"

"Punish you half-heartedly."

"When am I half-hearted?"

"Come together with the girls to do their homework, don't think I didn't find out."

Jing Rong said with a funny voice, "You squatted in my classroom all day long, are you naive?"

One of Wen Yan 愣, and then ...

"How did you know that I was going to your classroom?"

Jing Rong was unhappy. "You are so active, I'm not blind."

In fact, every time Wen Yanzhi appeared at the door of his classroom, it would inevitably cause uproar.

This man is really beautiful. He is particularly eye-catching when the peach blossoms are in bloom. Girls always look over there. Including his same table, I have seen Wen Yan several times, no exception.

Jing Rong didn't want to notice him, it was very difficult.

However, Wen Yanzhi never entered the classroom to disturb himself, so he pretended not to see it every time.

He wanted to try how long this man could hold on. However, his perseverance is actually better than he thought, and it is much better.

"It turns out that you all know I'm outside your classroom! Then you don't bother me, and you won't come out to say hello to me."

"I don't know who you are looking for, why should I say hello to you?"

"Don't you just say you're not blind? Are you blind? You can't see that I went for you?"

There was a slight smile on Jing Rong's lips.

He glanced at Wen Yanzhi, "What are you going to do for me? The last person you brought was called Silent. Do you know how you squatted outside my classroom?"

It's okay not to mention her. When mentioning her, one of Wen Yan's anger broke out again.

He glared at Jing Rong, grabbed Jing Rong over it, and bit a bite on his lips. Jing Rongqi was desperate, "Wen Yanzhi, are you a dog?"

"Why are you so calm? Huh?"

"?" Jing Rong touched the corner of his lips and glared at him.

"I brought a woman to show up in front of you, and you didn't even bother. Is it that I really don't deserve your attention? You ... Do you really want me to play with you?

Jing Rong's hand on his lips paused for a moment.

It took a while for him to look directly at Wen Yanzhi, his eyes soft and quiet.

"That's not what I said, it's you."

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The next one is still writing. Because it's over, there has been a lot of warm scenes recently. This is also impossible.