Brilliant Michelin Reborn

"We have arrived."

Wei Jingrong drove the car directly into the community, and parked downstairs at Shu Murui's house.

After closing the car window, Wei Jingrong unbuckled his seat belt, but Jiang Shun'an fell asleep, still panting for breath.

"Wake up, we're here."

Wei Jingrong shook him lightly, Jiang Shun'an was completely asleep, no matter how you moved him, he would sleep in any position, his plasticity was extremely high.

How much did this guy drink?

Wei Jingrong got out of the car and opened the door on Jiang Shun'an's side: "Shun'an, you're home."

"Horrrrrrrrrrrrrr..."

Forget it, it's all sent downstairs, and I don't need to work so hard.

Wei Jingrong bent down and leaned into the car, and gently hugged Jiang Shun'an to get out of the car.

But at this moment, Wei Jingrong couldn't spare a hand to ring the doorbell, and stood awkwardly downstairs in the community building.

"Shun'an, can you come down first?"

"Horrrrrrrrrrrrrr..."

Hey, it's so hard to serve.

Wei Jingrong hugged Jiang Shunan's hand and retracted it, and quickly pressed the doorbell of 5501.

"Ding dong ding dong ding dong..."

The doorbell rang loudly, with an attitude of shaking the sky.

Jiang Shunan was unmoved, you ring yours, I sleep mine.

"Who?"

"It's me," Wei Jingrong gently moved Wei Jingrong's head into his arms with his forehead, "Jiang Shunan drank too much, I'll take him back."

On the other side of the doorbell, Shu Murui was in a hurry to get the key: "Wait a minute, I'll come down right away."

"No need," Wei Jingrong rebuffed straight away, "You open the door, and I'll send him up."

"it is good."

With a muffled sound, the door of the community opened.

Wei Jingrong pressed the elevator button as before and entered the elevator.

The ascending elevator may have alarmed Jiang Shunan, he muttered to himself: "Hmm... Master driver, haven't you arrived yet?"

"Immediately," Wei Jingrong hugged him up, "I'll be home soon."

"Well," Jiang Shunan hummed, "the money is in my pocket, master, take it yourself, you're welcome..."

little fool,

If you want others to take the money themselves, are you not afraid that others will empty your pockets?

"My God! How did he drink like this?"

Shu Murui was wearing pajamas, with a towel wrapped around her head, and she was waiting by herself at the elevator entrance. The door was wide open. She probably just finished washing and was about to rest.

"There was a dinner in the store today, and he drank too much when he was happy."

Wei Jingrong turned aside to block Shu Murui's hand: "Send him back to bed first."

"Okay, I'll go and turn on the light in his room."

Shu Murui hurried in: "You don't need slippers, just go in."

Wei Jingrong was not polite to her either, he hugged Jiang Shunan and slowly put him back under the bed.

"Where's his towel?"

"I'll get it."

Wei Jingrong sat on the edge of the bed, supported Jiang Shunan against himself, and took off his shirt.

Jiang Shunan's body was flushed red, with beads of sweat on his shoulders, chest and back.

It was hot, hot and restless.

The smell of alcohol mixed with Jiang Shunan's own taste became inexplicably irritating, and the irritating Wei Jingrong was a little confused.

"Here's the towel, and there's water. He's so drunk, he needs to drink more water."

"Thank you."

Wei Jingrong took the water glass and brought it to Jiang Shunan's mouth.

"Jiang Shunan, drink some water. Drink some water before going to bed."

Jiang Shunan leaned on Wei Jingrong, sound asleep.

"Or, let him sleep for a while first."

Wei Jingrong ignored Shu Murui, dragged Jiang Shun'an's chin with his left hand, gently pulled Jiang Shun'an's lips with two fingers, put the cup by his lips with his right hand, and poured it in little by little.

The water flowed into Jiang Shunan's lips, it didn't go down, and it all flowed out without falling.It flowed along Wei Jingrong's hand and into the cuff.

"No, he doesn't drink at all."

"He'll drink it."

Wei Jingrong slowed down his movements, wrapped Jiang Shunan's chin with his left hand, and separated his lips and teeth.

"Shun'an, drink a little, just a little."

While talking, Wei Jingrong tilted his water glass.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

Wei Jingrong was full of feeds, but Shu Murui was getting impatient, so he continued to feed them patiently.

Gradually, more and more water was fed.

Drop by drop, mouth by mouthful,

In the end, a glass of water was fed into the stomach without a single drop falling.

"Go and pour him another glass, lest he get up at night looking for water to drink."

"Oh."

Shu Murui was stunned, took the water glass and went out.

Wei Jingrong picked up the towel beside the bed and wiped the corners of his mouth for him.

He turned the towel over and wiped the sweat off his body.

The alcohol-stained skin has a scorching temperature like fire.

very soft

Jiang Shunan's body was very soft.

It's not weak softness, but the kind of softness that relaxes the whole body.

Wei Jingrong was so soft that his heart melted a little.

Wipe from the chest all the way to the waist, turn around along the thin waist, and return to the chest along the back.

The redness of every trace faded for a short time, and soon regained that sultry color.

The veins on Jiang Shunan's neck throbbed happily.

Like a deer bumping around, like my own uncontrollable heartbeat.

Standing by the door, Shu Murui saw all of this.

Shu Murui's avoidance of entering the door can be regarded as Wei Jingrong's sympathy and pity.After all, she didn't have that much energy to help.

She can ignore the refusal to feed him water. Maybe you have a way to get him to drink water, so let you do it.

But, wipe your body, how do you say that?

Afraid that the wiping is not careful enough and the wiping is not clean?

unrealistic,

It's not realistic at all!

Why is Wei Jingrong wiping himself?That's obviously... It's obviously an opportunity to take advantage of it!

The two men, despite being so close together, were still leaning on each other's arms.

That hand was walking seamlessly on Jiang Shunan's body. If you say that it is wiping your body, you can fool a three-year-old child.

However, this is also unreasonable!

Doesn't Wei Jingrong only have his dead lover in his heart?

Besides, he doesn't like men, does he?

Shu Murui has been paying close attention to all the developments of Jiang Shunan.

Although she always pretended not to care, in fact, she did almost everything she could do except stalking like a pervert.

Especially on the Qixi Festival, after Jiang Shunan somehow left with Wei Jingrong.

Random phone checks, taking advantage of Owen's opportunity to strike up a conversation, asking about the situation, flipping through his circle of friends, or Lan An's Weibo page, trying every means to find out what he is doing all the time.

A few times, she deliberately slaved Jiang Shun'an to go out to buy supper, and went through his things secretly by herself, just because she was afraid that Jiang Shun'an would lose his soul by Wei Jingrong if he couldn't control it for a while.

That night, as soon as Jiang Shunan came back, she said that she wanted to fall in love, and she thought it was a good sign, at least it proved that he would not waste time on Wei Jingrong.

But now, looking at the scene in front of her, Shu Murui really didn't know what to say, and felt as if she had knocked over a five-flavored bottle, feeling indescribable.

She knew a little about Wei Jingrong, but she was still not fully sure what kind of person Wei Jingrong was.

However, she was certain of one thing.

ambiguous.

These two people are somewhat ambiguous.

Men's ambiguous objects are not limited to the opposite sex, there are also ambiguous ones between the same sex.

Maybe it was a whim, or maybe I didn't even care about it.

Wei Jingrong can be like this, but Jiang Shunan can't.

He likes men, let alone a man like Wei Jingrong.

He can't afford to play ambiguously, because he will take it seriously.

For things like feelings, I am afraid of this hanging feeling.

If you don't do it, you will be prone to accidents.

If the object is still a straight man, it is even more terrible.

No, I can't stand by and watch this matter, I have to make it clear what needs to be said!

"The water is here," Shu Murui put the cup on the bedside, and said bluntly, "I'll wash some towels."

"No need to wash it."

Wei Jingrong returned the towel to Shu Murui, helped Jiang Shunan to lie down, and covered the quilt.

Don't forget to cover his shoulders and hands.

"I've wiped him clean, help him rest."

Wei Jingrong stood at the head of Jiang Shunan's bed, showing no intention of moving away.

Shu Murui clutched the towel, turned and went out.

Wei Jingrong was also straightforward, and left behind her.

Before going out, Wei Jingrong turned off the lights, and gently closed the door: "You should pay more attention in the middle of the night. If he needs anything, just call me."

Calling you in the middle of the night?

Why?

Shu Murui stopped Wei Jingrong: "Mr. Wei, don't you want to explain?"

Wei Jingrong turned around: "He drank too much during the dinner at the store, I explained it."

"Not this," Shu Murui threw the towel on the sofa, "What do you mean to him?"

"Be specific."

Wei Jingrong sensed the hostility, and his tone became stiff.

Shu Murui didn't go around in circles with him: "Do you like him?"

"Who?" Wei Jingrong subconsciously looked at Jiang Shun'an's door, "You mean Jiang Shun'an?"

"Otherwise who else?"

Shu Murui's tone was aggressive: "Mr. Wei, you know what's going on with him. If you just want to play with him and use this to whet his appetite, then I advise you to give up on this idea."

"You said, I hang him?"

"What else?" Shu Murui said, "At first I was quite grateful for your willingness to take him in. After all, the most important thing for him is a job and a stable income. But later, things started to go wrong."

Wei Jingrong did not speak, but listened carefully.

"I see him staying up all night day after day, opening and closing his mouth to talk about blue shore. You know, I go out to eat with him now, and he keeps looking around as soon as he enters the store. I asked him What to look at, he said that he wants to learn and see what this store can learn from Lan An."

Shu Murui became angry with what she said, and kept sneering: "Still learning from it? I think others are almost driven crazy by you. What did you do to him?"

Wei Jingrong didn't care about Shu Murui's question, and his mind was still stuck on what Jiang Shunan learned from the restaurant.

"He, really did that?"

"nonsense!"

Shu Murui became angry when he thought about it: "Mr. Wei, I don't know what you rich people are thinking, but I hope you understand. Don't mess with him. He died once, and he can't have a third life." .”

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