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One Hundred and Nineteen: Love Buried by Time (One Hundred and Nineteen)

Female classmate?

Wen Yanzhi's face changed several times.

"How do you know it's a female classmate?"

"Today I heard Master Jing talking to her. Master Jing usually speaks to everyone in a gentle and indifferent way, but it's different with this girl. He was so excited when chatting. It's really rare to see him like this."

The servant talked to himself, and Wen Yanzhi's face became more and more ugly. In the end, he didn't listen anymore, just walked upstairs with a cold face.

Really good

Don't even look at what you look like now, and dare to run out for a date

Upstairs.

Jing Rong was trying to stand up, but he only stood for a few seconds and fell back on the bed. He was a little stubborn and refused to admit defeat and wanted to stand up again. His forehead and cheeks were all covered with cold sweat. It was obviously too painful, and the blue veins on his face were protruding.

The servant beside him felt a little reluctant, "Master Jing, don't force yourself. It's already late today, go to bed early."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Rong's body swayed and he fell heavily to the ground.

Wen Yanzhi's eyebrows were stern, and a cold color invaded his eyebrows.

The servant felt distressed and reached out to help him, but Wen Yanzhi shouted coldly: "Don't worry about him! Let him get up by himself!"

"Master Wen." The servant only then noticed his existence and raised his head to greet him. Jing Rong also noticed him at this moment. He was wearing a black shirt with three buttons undone, lazy and idle, revealing a large area of ​​his chest.

He just leaned his body against the door and looked down at him from top to bottom.

"What are you still standing there for?" Wen Yanzhi looked back at him with cold eyes, "You are not very capable. You can run out for a date, but you can't stand up?"

Jing Rong felt that Wen Yanzhi was particularly inexplicable. He thought he had not done anything to make him unhappy, but during this period, his behavior was very strange. It seemed that he was particularly displeased with him, and he didn't even want to sit at the same table with him for breakfast.

Jing Rong ignored him, just glanced at him lightly, and tried to stand up. But because he couldn't use any strength in his hands, he tried several times, but failed, and made himself embarrassed.

At first, Wen Yanzhi could still harden his heart and watch him torment himself - let this stinky boy go out on a date! He deserved to be tormented.

However,

At the end, especially when the boy's face turned pale, he began to lose his temper. His hands on his chest slowly let go. His face changed several times.

Damn

Why did he feel that he was the one tormented?

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, and walked towards him with his long legs. Hand, reaching out to the boy.

Jing Rong just glanced at him lightly, then turned his face away, and never reached out his hand. Instead, he bit his lips hard, trying to try again. Because he bit too hard, the boy's beautiful lower lip was bitten white.

Wen Yanzhi's eyebrows jumped. How could he let him treat that lip so badly?

He leaned over, grabbed the boy's waist with his strong arms, and easily picked him up from the ground under the boy's disapproving eyes.

"Don't bother me." Jing Rong stubbornly rejected his kindness.

"Shut your mouth!" Wen Yanzhi was also angry and threw him on the bed. His movements were rough and strong, and his hands were on both sides of Jing Rong.

The two people suddenly got very close, and the light poured down from above, shining into the boy's eyes. The clean eyes seemed to be studded with tiny diamonds, especially dazzling.

He was wearing a white nightgown and lying on the gray sheets. His good-looking face looked even more spotless.

Wen Yanzhi looked from top to bottom, and for a moment he couldn't take his eyes away. This kid is more beautiful than a woman

For some reason, as if he was pulled and tempted by something, he couldn't control himself and lowered his head to approach the boy. Seeing that the lips of the two people were about to approach...

"What are you doing?" Jing Rong was the first to come back to his senses, his face was cool, and his eyes were fixed on him.

Even so, he remained calm, as if it was not a big deal to be almost kissed by someone just now.

On the other side...

Wen Yanzhi's face changed.

Damn

He cursed softly, as if waking up from a dream. What the hell was he doing? ! Moreover, there were servants staring at them next to him

Facing Jing Rong's always calm eyes, he couldn't help but feel irritated. Embarrassed and guilty, he said unhappily: "You have an eyelash on your face, I will blow it off for you!"

As if to prove that he was telling the truth, he reached out to grab the eyelash that fell on the boy's face. However, Jing Rong turned his face away and avoided his touch.

He said lightly: "No need."

These three simple words were much more distant and indifferent in his tone. It was also clear that he resisted his touch.

Wen Yanzhi's hand in the air froze.

A terrible feeling of being in love with someone who is cold to the touch seized him. His face also turned cold, and he pushed himself up with a force on his hands.

The servants beside him looked at this scene and were secretly shocked. In the past, they just joked and fantasized about what Miss Wen Xue said. But now this scene...

It's too ambiguous

It's impossible not to think about it

"You go down first." Wen Yanzhi ordered the servants.

The servants nodded repeatedly, hurried out, and closed the door by the way.

Only Jingrong and Wen Yanzhi were left in the room. Jingrong also sat up, sitting on the bed, his hands slightly tense, as if he was restraining something. His face was slightly drooped, and it was hard to tell what his expression was at the moment.

"Are you going on a date tomorrow?" Wen Yanzhi asked first.

Jingrong's Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly said solemnly: "I don't like men."

Wen Yanzhi's eyebrows jumped. He didn't know where the anger came from, and it ignited him all of a sudden. He didn't care that he was an inconvenient person at the moment, and grabbed the collar of Jingrong's pajamas, and growled angrily: "What do you mean? Do you need to emphasize that you like men?"

Compared to his loss of control, Jingrong always maintained a restrained attitude.

"You just..."

"What happened to me just now?" Wen Yanzhi snatched his words away, "I just picked up an eyelash for you! Ha, you don't think I want to kiss you?"

Jingrong looked at him steadily and asked coldly: "Don't you?"

Wen Yanzhi felt that he was like a jumping clown in the eyes of the boy at this moment. However, the irritability in his heart made it difficult for him to calm down. He hated his calm appearance, which meant that he was the only one who was suffering during this period.

How can this be?

He sneered and raised his eyebrows maliciously, "You're right, I really want to kiss you!"

Jing Rong's face changed.

The next moment, the hand that had been pulling on his collar suddenly exerted force, and he was pulled over and pressed against the man. Jing Rong was no longer as cold as before, his face turned cold, "Wen Yanzhi, you dare!"

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