Hello Chen Jirong

Chapter 7

"Hahahaha, I laughed so hard, dog antelope, you are too bad!" After tearing away her goddess image in front of the public, Wang Yurou sat cross-legged at the dining table, enjoying the hard-earned food with big mouthfuls.Today, Chen Jirong is in a particularly good mood. After two or three hours of cooking in the kitchen, the table is full of meat as far as the eye can see. As a carnivore, Wang Yurou is so happy that she is about to jump into the sky.

Sharing what happened after Luo Jing joined the job today, Chen Jirong looked at Wang Yurou, who was laughing so hard that he was on his back, smiling, holding a goblet, and sipping the mellow red wine in the glass.

"Hey, then you plan to do this to him in the future until he gets out of your studio?" Wang Yurou asked while gnawing on a rib.

"Look, if he's really thick-skinned, there's nothing I can do about it. Anyway, it's impossible to make offerings as if he were a Buddha. Apart from me, he has returned from Hong Kong. He also has a big opinion on Luo Jing." Chen Jirong said.

"I want him to get out of here now, so that you don't have to die." Wang Yurou said, "I'm telling you, you've kept me in this state for the past few days. I really like it. Men ruin your good mood, men are big pigs, come on, do it!"

"Do it!" Chen Jirong smiled and clinked glasses with Wang Yurou, and then drank the red wine in the glass.

Putting down the goblet, Chen Jirong propped his chin on the back of his hand, his eyes were a little empty, and he looked at the corner of the restaurant, seemingly thoughtful.In fact, he was just a little drunk. From the beginning of the meal to the present, he had already drunk most of the bottle of red wine. He didn't touch the food in front of him a few mouthfuls, and he got drunk faster with an empty stomach.

After a full dinner, Wang Yurou took a toothpick to pick her teeth, and put the dishes on the table for Chen Jirong to clean up.Luo Shuyi's TV series will start soon, she wants to watch the TV to admire her wife's beauty!

"Oh, my wife is so pretty." Looking at Luo Shuyi's smiling eyes in ancient costumes in the theme song, Wang Yurou held her face in a nympho.After a while, he was furious again, yelling at the TV screen madly, "Dog man, let her go, she is my wife, only I can hug and hold her high!"

Chen Jirong, who was wearing an apron in the kitchen, looked back at Wang Yurou who was in a drunken frenzy, smiled helplessly and shook his head, and kept cleaning up the "mess" left over from tonight.

The mobile phone on the side suddenly lit up. Chen Jirong went over to take a look, and found that it was the dean calling. He raised his eyebrows, wiped his hands on the apron, and picked it up.

"What's the matter?" With the phone between his face and shoulders, Chen Jirong continued to wash the dishes.

"What are you doing..." The dean's low but subtle voice came from the phone

The smile on Chen Jirong's face deepened, "Wash the dishes."

"Well... are you free tonight?" the dean asked cautiously.

"Yes." Chen Jirong said, "However, I'm drunk and can't drive."

"That's it...then I'll come near your house."

"Okay." Chen Jirong said, "Okay, call me, I'll come over."

"Um......"

After clearing away the dishes and chopsticks, I cleaned up the kitchen.

"Hey, I'm going out at night and I won't be coming back. Are you okay at home alone?" Chen Jirong asked, leaning against the kitchen door with his chest in his arms.

"It's okay, what's the matter?" Wang Yurou asked in a daze. "What's with you?"

Chen Jirong nodded.

"What's the matter?"

"□□."

"Pfft..." Wang Yurou almost choked to death on her own saliva, "Damn it, can you be more reserved, I'm a girl anyway!"

Chen Jirong looked up and down the coquettish Wang Yurou who was leaning on the sofa cushions and watching TV, "It's not like that!"

Wang Yurou threw a sofa cushion at Chen Jirong, but he caught it firmly and threw it back.

"Be careful when you go, there might be paparazzi watching outside." Wang Yurou said.

"I will pay attention." Chen Jirong smiled.

"Be careful, remember to wear a condom." Wang Yurou reminded, "Remember to take care of your butt when you're done, or you won't be able to go to work tomorrow."

"I'm Gong." Chen Jirong reminded.

Wang Yurou pursed her mouth and shook her head, "It's not like that! I believe everything you say, but just this sentence, I wouldn't believe it even if I was beaten to death. And you just look at it like this."

It doesn't make sense to him, the dog apprentice who cursed him every day for being raped since he got acquainted, except for what he did when he was dating Luo Jing. It is attack.

The master and the apprentice were chatting with each other, Chen Jirong felt a vibration in his trouser pocket, took it out and saw that the dean had already sent him the address of the hotel.

"Let's go." Taking the business bag on the shoe cabinet, Chen Jirong waved to Wang Yurou gracefully, and went out.

The hotel the dean booked was very close to his home, and he arrived in a few steps. However, in order to avoid the paparazzi, Chen Jirong paid attention to the surrounding environment and walked very carefully. He walked around several times before entering the hotel. Door.

After looking for the door number for a while, Chen Jirong stood still in front of the agreed room and knocked on the door.

After a while, the closed door of the room was opened from the inside, and then the dean's smoky face was exposed.

"Coming!" Seeing that it was Chen Jirong, the dean showed a knowing smile.

Chen Jirong nodded, and then motioned for him to go in. The dean obediently retracted his head, and then opened the door for Chen Jirong to let him in.

Entering the room, he saw that a pile of things had been prepared on the big bed, and when he turned his head, the dean had already come over, and then stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around him from behind, rubbing his chin non-stop.

The dean, who used to be so glorious in the past, lost all his majesty in Chen Jirong at this moment, and Chen Jirong seemed to be enjoying it very much.

He smiled deeper, turned and kissed the dean.

......

When Chen Jirong woke up, his throat felt a little uncomfortable. Last night he played a little crazy with the dean, and he didn't cover himself with a quilt, so he caught a cold if he didn't pay attention.

For so many years, although he has been trapped in the pain caused by Luo Jing, but also, in order to relieve the pain, he has also dated many people, but he has always been the attacker.It seems that since that time, he never wanted to expose his soft side to outsiders, so he acted very strong.Because of this, the dean, who has been married for many years but the relationship between husband and wife is not harmonious, fell in love with him, and asked to have sex with Chen Jirong after only knowing each other for a short time.

Originally, Chen Jirong didn't like such an old man. Although he always liked people who were older than him, if it was before, it might be for a sense of security, but now, it should be a kind of conquest.

He went to bed with the dean because he wanted to get to the position quickly. When he first entered the design institute, he would rather give up than give up. This kind of character is actually very disadvantageous. If the dean didn't help manage it, he might have left the building a long time ago. The business has found another way out.The second reason is that although the dean is in his 40s, he looks like he is only in his early thirties because of proper maintenance.Chen Jirong is an "appearance association". If it wasn't for the dean's good looks, he wouldn't want to sleep in the dean's bed if he was killed.

When checking out, the dean was sluggish, and before putting on his clothes, Chen Jirong brought him something like a bad joke.The painful place last night was instantly stuffed again, and the dean bit the quilt in pain.

"Give it back to me in my office after work." After driving the dean's car downstairs to the company, he turned around and said, "Don't take it out halfway, otherwise...you know it yourself."

Chen Jirong's last sneer made the Dean's hair stand on end, and the pain coming from behind reminded him of the consequences if he took it out halfway. He was a little scared, but also a little excited.

The author has something to say: Because the content is too much, so I did a lot of harmony.The purpose of writing about the relationship between Chen Jirong and the dean is to say that Chen Jirong is not as handsome as he appears on the surface, nor is he as kind as he appears on the surface. The so-called poor people must have something to hate, 2333