Brilliant Michelin Reborn

Kissing is a common way of expressing love between lovers.

Old and trendy, it's a sweet treat.

Pay attention to the key points: lovers, love, sweetness, enjoyment.

But the feeling in someone's heart right now doesn't match the key words above.

It's not a kiss, it's a humiliation! ! !

Jiang Shunan was very sober, incredibly sober.

He wanted Wei Jingrong to know that he couldn't touch a tiger's butt, nor could he kiss a tiger's mouth!

Find the right moment and push hard.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Jiang Shunan held his numb jaw and scratched the wall in pain. The blow just now almost broke both rows of teeth.

"Why did you escape!"

Wei Jingrong watched from the side in bewilderment: "Should I...should continue?"

"you!"

Speechless, Jiang Shun'an's lungs were about to explode!

"Okay, you can do it!"

Wei Jingrong didn't know what to say now, so he could only care about it inappropriately.

"You mouth too hard."

"Hmph! If you didn't avoid it, there would be another dish in the restaurant today!"

It's all about anger, but if Wei Jingrong hadn't dodged that one just now, he probably wouldn't have been hurt clearly.

If it weren't for Jiang Shunan's action of reading the article was too obvious, he would really have suffered.

only……

If Jiang Shunan really bit his tongue, would he be angry?

It should be... yes?

The third time.

It was the third time that the two kissed inexplicably.

Wei Jingrong didn't know how things turned out like this, but he didn't feel disgusted like Jiang Shunan, it was just a little strange.

Last night, Jiang Shunan's words before leaving really woke him up.But the inspiration in my mind is like a ray of light in the fog, which can be clearly seen, but can't be grasped no matter what.

There was a blank in my mind, all I could think about was Jiang Shun'an's disappearing figure, and his sentence "So you always think I'm disgusting".

What kind of person Jiang Shunan is, he knows the bottom line.

He understands himself, understands what he is thinking in his heart, and is willing to share the pressure for himself.

It was said that he wanted money, but he really didn't want much; the person who wanted him, Jiang Shunan, didn't do anything outrageous to him; he wanted his store, his business secrets, where did he start.

Jiang Shunan really didn't have any demands on himself, as he himself said, he just wanted to take his own salary and live his own life.

He didn't say anything about wanting nothing, he just wanted to be safe and secure.

Wei Jingrong struggled for a long time immersed in the darkness, at a loss as to how he should clean up this mess.

Perhaps, just relying on his own intuition, he used tape to stick the contract that was torn up by Jiang Shunan little by little.

"What the hell am I doing here?"

Wei Jingrong didn't stop his hands, but his mind was more tired than ever. Leaning on the seat, he slowly fell asleep.

"Ding dong ding dong ding dong..."

Where's the doorbell?

Wei Jingrong's consciousness was in a daze, but he could hear the doorbell clearly.

"President Wei, President Wei?"

Who?

who is calling me?

"President Wei, Wei Jingrong, are you... are you at home?"

Jiang Shunan?

He is back? !

"President Wei! President Wei! Wei Jingrong!"

in.

Shun An, I'm here!

"thump"!

Wei Jingrong fell to the ground hard, and the pain caused him to return to reality in an instant.

The sunlight outside the window was particularly dazzling, but the room was cold and lifeless, without a trace of life.

There is no smell of oily smoke, no disturbing ringtones, no noisy scolding, and no "Mr. Wei" who opens and closes his mouth.

Wei Jingrong propped himself up and sat back on the chair, but he could only see two things.

A tattered contract, a suffocated jar.

Come back and get him back.

This was the voice that echoed in his head repeatedly, and it was also his only thought.

That's why he appeared here, in front of Jiang Shunan.

"How is it, does it still hurt?"

It took a while for Jiang Shunan to recover, rubbing his cheeks on both sides with smoke.

"Tch, you don't need to care about it. If you have the time to take care of me, you might as well go back and do what you should do."

"I can not do it."

"What can't be done?"

Jiang Shunan asked, but when he raised his eyes, he found that Wei Jingrong was looking at him.

"After you left, my mind was empty, I couldn't think of anything, it was a mess, it was all..."

"This is called retribution, you deserve it..."

"Stop messing around, Shun An."

Wei Jingrong stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Shunan in his arms, and hugged her tightly: "I shouldn't have said that to you, and I shouldn't disappoint your kindness. I beg you, help me, Shun'an. No matter what the obligation is, No matter what the contract is, I beg you personally. Just this one last time, okay?"

Jiang Shunan didn't know why Wei Jingrong suddenly changed his attitude 180 degrees, but he still softened his heart when he asked for help in such a low voice.

Eat soft not hard.

A weakness that never changes in his lifetime or after his death.

Jiang Shunan pushed Wei Jingrong away and separated him by about half a meter.

"For Sister Wenying's sake, I can help you this time."

"OK, thank you."

"Don't thank me in advance." Jiang Shunan lowered his eyes and turned to Wei Jingrong with a stinky face, "Make it clear, this time you begged me and you owed me."

"Well, I owe you."

Jiang Shunan habitually touched his pocket, trying to record his words, but he didn't bring it with him, and he could only blame himself for his brain twitching.

"Also, I can pretend it didn't happen this time, but if there is a next time, I promise I will do better than Qian Yunsheng!"

"No, I promise this is the first and last time."

"It's better. You better do what you say..."

"Oh!"

Just as he was talking, Jiang Shunan was suddenly hit hard on the back of the head.

"Eh? How do you...?"

Owen leaned half of his body, looking at Jiang Shun'an who was crouching on the ground with his head in his arms, with a question mark on his face.

"You won't yell before you open the door!"

Jiang Shunan roared wildly, Owen held the door frame and smiled happily.

"Blame me? It's not easy to stand, God knows you are standing behind the door."

"Misfortune! Meeting the two of you, I am really bad luck for eight lifetimes!"

It was midnight again, and it was in Wei Jingrong's study, and there was only one lampstand, and there were two lonely men and widows, but the atmosphere was not as harmonious as the previous few days.

Although Wei Jingrong is still the same Wei Jingrong, it can be seen that he is not so indifferent.On the contrary, Jiang Shunan was not so easy to talk about, and there were still some burrs in his heart, and the expression on his face was very stiff.

"Ready?"

"Well, let's start."

Jiang Shunan turned off the last light source and stood behind Wei Jingrong, covering his eyes with his hands.

"Listen, empty your mind now, don't think about anything, and follow my prompts."

"kindness."

Jiang Shunan took a deep breath, exhaled as lightly as possible, calmed down, and opened his mouth slowly.

"It was in autumn. After class, you left school in a hurry and walked along the alley covered with orange leaves to the place where you worked. Manager Bai is much younger than now, and his hair is not so gray. You Saw him sitting behind the cash register, what was he doing then? Did you say anything to him?"

Wei Jingrong paused for a while, then spoke intermittently: "He should be writing a loss report...or maybe a purchase order. I told him, 'Sorry store manager, I'm late.'"

"Then did he say anything?" Jiang Shunan asked.

"Yes. I remember he said it doesn't matter, let me prepare quickly."

"You changed into your work clothes, then what are you doing?"

"mop."

Wei Jingrong tried hard to recall the situation at that time: "That was Uncle Bai's request, three times a day, before the opening at noon, before dinner in the evening, and when the stalls closed."

"it is good."

Jiang Shunan tried to recall Wei Jingrong's memory with his own experience while recalling what he looked like when he was part-time job.

"You were in a hurry to come here, and you were mopping the floor again, sweating all over your head. You carried a bucket and went up to the second floor. The windows on the second floor were open, and the autumn wind brought in the moisture from the river, which was very cool. It's comfortable, you're in a good mood. You can hear people on the road, car horns, and seagulls. Then, what else did you notice?"

"There is a girl, she... she is sitting by the window, reading a book..."

"Is it Miss Wenying?"

"Well, it's her."

"Is she pretty?"

"pretty."

Jiang Shunan could feel Wei Jingrong's eyeballs moving, and his cheekbones pushed his somewhat rough skin up slightly.

"She has long hair and is wearing a light blue pleated dress. She is slender... she has a good figure, and she is very charming when she is alone."

"Did you say anything to her?"

"No, I... I don't know what to say to her, and I don't dare to let her find that I'm looking at her, so I just keep mopping the floor."

Jiang Shunan suppressed his laughter.

The young and timid Wei Jingrong!

Oh my god, I heard that right!

Jiang Shunan didn't dare to gnaw, for fear of interrupting the mood at the moment.Inhale and exhale constantly in my heart, forcing myself to calm down, don't laugh.

"While mopping the floor, you couldn't help but sneak a few glances at her. What does it feel like to pass her back and forth intentionally but pretending not to be?"

"It's... very exciting, and my heart is beating hard."

"Then, you took a sneak peek, only to find that she was also looking at you."

Jiang Shunan deliberately said it lightly, but Wei Jingrong visibly shook.

"You panicked, avoided your sight, and couldn't help but look at her. What did you see again? How do you feel?"

"I saw her laughing, covering her mouth and smiling secretly. I felt very hot, and my scalp was itchy. I wanted to scratch it, but I didn't dare to scratch it."

Jiang Shunan held back very hard, he wanted to laugh, he really wanted to laugh!

He also admired Wei Jingrong's ability to say such pure and shy things so calmly.

If it were him, he would have dug a hole and buried himself alive long ago!

"After a while, she put away her things, got up and left by your side, you smelled the soft fragrance of her body, watched her go downstairs secretly, stood at the window and watched her figure quietly, feeling a little bit Disappointed, she came to her place and cleared her dishes. What did you see?"

"I saw... I saw a bookmark under the sofa she sat on, light yellow, tied with a pink ribbon."

"What's written on it?"

"Eight characters."

Wei Jingrong paused for a while, then took a deep breath.

"The so-called Iraqis are on the water side."

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