[Deyun Society] Let's read

five o'clock in the morning

Jiang Ningbei turned around but didn't touch anyone with her hand. She opened her eyes in a panic, and saw the tall figure sitting by the bed looking out the window in a daze.Wang Jiulong was in a daze when his waist was suddenly surrounded by arms. Jiang Ningbei put her face on his back and hung her whole body against him.

"Why did you wake up so early?" He turned his head and reached out to touch Jiang Ningbei. Her arms were thin and her skin was cold.

"Hmm...did I drink too much last night?" Jiang Ningbei asked in a low voice, moving her head.

Wang Jiulong lowered his head and said "hmm".

"Is there something on your mind?" Jiang Ningbei got up and knelt on the bed, wrapped her hands around his neck, and asked in a low voice with her chin resting on his shoulder.

Wang Jiulong turned around and sat down on the bed, Jiang Ningbei wrapped his arms around his waist and lay on his chest.

"Last night... when the boss sent you back, I saw..."

Jiang Ningbei raised her head and looked at Wang Jiulong who was hesitant to speak, with some regret flashing in her eyes.

"I know I shouldn't lose my temper because of this... but I just... oh... I talked to the boss a bit, and the tone was a bit serious..." Wang Jiulong frowned, with a little worry in his expression.

Jiang Ningbei frowned slightly but disappeared in an instant. She stretched out a hand and rubbed Wang Jiulong's face, and whispered: "It's okay, let's apologize to him when we go to work at night. I really troubled him last night... You two have such a good relationship, don't ruin it because of me."

Wang Jiulong nodded, grabbed her hand and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" Jiang Ningbei grabbed Wang Jiulong's restless hand and looked up at him in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jiulong covered her with the quilt and turned around to hold her down.

"Sleep for a while, sleep for a while." Wang Jiulong disappeared under the quilt with a laughing voice.

Wang Jiulong was woken up by Jiang Ningbei shaking him up.

"Get up soon! It's five o'clock~ it's time to get up!" Apostle Jiang Ningbei pulled Wang Jiulong up, but was pulled into his arms by Wang Jiulong who was lying on the bed.

"Hold me for a while." Wang Jiulong laughed.

After Zhang Jiuling left yesterday, he felt that he had talked too much... tangled up all night, and he fell asleep after talking to Jiang Ningbei in the morning. Jiang Ningbei had just come back from get off work and woke him up.

"Hurry up, I'll accompany you to work, and then to the store." Jiang Ningbei smiled on Wang Jiulong, kissed him, got up and walked out of the room.

Wang Jiulong got up, sat on the bed in a daze, shook his head, still thinking about the red eye sockets of his senior brother last night...

I made my boss cry... oh my god... what have I done?

He scratched his hair, stood up and walked to the bathroom.

After washing up, they ate some bread that Jiang Ningbei brought back, and the two went out.

"Brother Bing, will they like these?" Jiang Ningbei muttered while sitting in the co-pilot, looking at the bread and cold drink in her arms.

"Yes, don't worry."

When we arrived at the downstairs of the theater, a group of fans had gathered around the door early on, and the others had already gone in.

Wang Jiulong unbuckled his seat belt and rubbed Jiang Ningbei's head: "Let's go."

When Jiang Ningbei got out of the car, there was a lot of discussion around her... Jiang Ningbei walked forward with her head down, a little at a loss, not wanting them to take pictures of her. Wang Jiulong seemed to realize it, and walked away quickly.

"Hey, I said why it's so noisy outside. It turns out that Xiao Jiang is here, how is it? I didn't make things difficult for you, did I?" Shaobing came over and took the paper bag from Jiang Ningbei's hand with a smile.

Jiang Ningbei shook her head, looked left and right for a long time, finally saw Zhang Jiuling sitting in the corner, picked up a cup of cold drink, went to Wang Jiulong, pushed him, and handed him the cold drink.

"Go!" Jiang Ningbei frowned and pushed him, and Wang Jiulong walked over with a cold drink. "I'm leaving, let's talk." Jiang Ningbei patted Wang Jiulong's arm and turned to leave.

Zhang Jiuling sat in the corner, changed into his coat, and played with his mobile phone with his head down.

"Boss." Wang Jiulong put Yangzhi Ganlu on the table and squatted in front of him with a playful smile.

He glanced at the drinks on the table, lowered his head and swiped his phone, "Why are you late today?"

"Hey, I didn't sleep well yesterday. I made up for it during the day." Wang Jiulong smiled and waved his hands, lowered his head, took a deep breath, and looked up at Zhang Jiuling cautiously: "Last night, you weren't angry..."

Zhang Jiuling looked down at the cute and cute junior brother squatting in front of him, sighed helplessly, and shook his head: "I'm not angry, I understand."

There's nothing to be angry about... After all, it's not easy for the younger brother to fall in love seriously...

"Really?" Wang Jiulong smiled and squinted at him: "Let's go to dinner together that night, I'll treat you." He stretched out his finger and poked his calf.

"Aren't you going to accompany your girlfriend?" Zhang Jiuling tilted his head and looked at him with a smile.

Wang Jiulong shook his head: "She has something to do today, just us brothers."

He nodded with a chuckle, stretched out his hand and patted Wang Jiulong's shoulder: "Go and change clothes."

"Okay!" Wang Jiulong stood up, patted Zhang Jiuling's arm excitedly, and ran into the dressing room.

"Hiss..." Zhang Jiuling frowned... The wound suffered a second blow last night... This kid really knows how to sprinkle salt on my wound... He gently covered the gauze in his coat and smiled helplessly.

end of show

KTV

"Come on, boss, drink!" Wang Jiulong came over with a wine glass and hugged Zhang Jiuling who was sitting on the sofa, urging him to drink.

Considering the wound on his body, Zhang Jiuling shook his head and refused.

Wang Danan looked confused: "Boss, are you still not happy?" Zhang Jiuling continued to shake his head, shrugged his shoulders as if he was a bit resistant to him hugging him, and then...he felt the arm on his shoulder stiffen...

Wang Jiulong hurriedly blamed himself, always felt that ever since he was talking about someone, his brother seemed to be alienating himself on purpose, he is a straight person who can't be twisted, he doesn't like to hide it, but he can't help if the brother doesn't tell , I can only make myself angry.

Seeing that Zhang Jiuling really didn't appreciate it, she could only lower her head and sigh deeply, holding her breath and went to find other people. After he left, Zhang Jiuling raised her eyes and looked at Wang who was hugging Shaobing's shoulders and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Kowloon...he saw...Da Nan's eyes were a little lonely...

But what can he say...

Sure enough...Wang Jiulong drank too much...

"Jiu Ling, I'll leave Da Nan to you. Let's go first." The brothers who didn't know the situation threw the drunk Wang Jiulong to Zhang Jiuling and then left. Anyway, Zhang Jiuling can handle this big white boy every time. .

Looking at Wang Jiulong lying on the sofa, Zhang Jiuling reluctantly took out his mobile phone, left the drunk Wang Jiulong alone in the private room and came out, turned on the phone...entered the password that he had already learned by heart, and turned it on...

Didn't this silly boy set his girlfriend's birthday as a password?Zhang Jiuling shook his head helplessly, the girl on the wallpaper smiled brightly.

He opened the contacts and found Zhiding.

Baby

It's really "very disgusting"... Zhang Jiuling felt sour when he looked at the notes. If he remembered correctly, he was the one who put this kid on the top before.

After dialing the phone, it was connected after a while.

"Hello, husband?" Jiang Ningbei's voice came over.

She called it smoothly, but Zhang Jiuling didn't know how to answer it...

"That...Xiao Jiang...I'm...Zhang Jiuling..." He thought for a long time, Mei came up with a good name, so he had to use his first name.

The person on the other side of the phone was obviously embarrassed, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, brother Ling, what's wrong? Why do you use Danan's phone?"

Zhang Jiuling took a deep breath and said, "Well...Da Nan is drunk, can you pick him up conveniently?"

The voice on the other side of the phone disappeared for a few seconds.

"Well... I still have some things to deal with here, can I... please take him back to your house..."

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Jiang Ningbei's cautious voice came out again: "Is it convenient?"

"Fang...so...then when will you come to pick him up?" Zhang Jiuling thought for a moment, but selfishness still took over his reason.

Jiang Ningbei thought for a moment: "Tomorrow, I will send his clothes over when I go to work."

Zhang Jiuling and Jiang Ningbei said a few more polite words before hanging up the phone. Just as they hung up, they were suddenly hugged around the neck, and the phone almost flew out of his hand.A strong smell of alcohol suddenly filled his body, and Wang Jiulong's tall body pressed against him.

The big white boy on his shoulder tilted his head, squinted his eyes and hiccupped, and asked him not very soberly: "Boss, why did you run away when I didn't pay attention? Leave me alone in there? It's not righteous." He punched Zhang Jiuling in the chest.

Zhang Jiuling glared at him, put his mobile phone into his trouser pocket, and said, "Let's go." He helped him out of the KTV.

Wang Jiulong was stuffed into the co-pilot's flattened seat, and Zhang Jiuling sat in the driver's seat.

"Are you looking for my wife?" Wang Jiulong squinted and smiled at him lying on the co-pilot.

Zhang Jiuling really didn't want to answer him, but she still gritted her teeth and replied, "Your wife has something to do, so I'll let you go to my house."

"Oh..." Surprisingly, he didn't say why, he just tilted his head, and fell silent as if falling asleep.

Twenty minutes later... Zhang Jiuling opened the door of the house with Wang Jiulong, who smelled like alcohol, on his shoulders.

After throwing the sturdy Wang Danan on the sofa, he turned around and closed the door, twisted his waist, walked into the kitchen, turned on the light, poured himself a glass of water, and boiled water for a glass of honey.

When he returned to the living room, he found that Wang Jiulong was lying sprawled on the floor of the dark living room.

Zhang Jiuling frowned, put the honey water on the coffee table, and went to pull Wang Jiulong, who was half leaning on the coffee table, but unexpectedly, Wang Jiulong fell down completely powerlessly.

He just watched helplessly as Wang Jiulong hit the corner of the coffee table with his head. When the coffee table tilted, the things on it fell down... He hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull it, but was still pulled down by the weight of Wang Jiulong's body.

"Crack" the glass shattered beside Wang Jiulong, and Zhang Jiuling almost lay on Wang Jiulong's body, with only one hand supporting him, barely keeping his head from being in close contact with Wang Jiulong's.

He turned his head, looked at the hand he was supporting, which was firmly pressed against the glass, and smiled wryly...

What's going on here?

Maybe it was the splash of honey water on his face or the pain from hitting his head, Wang Jiulong moved his head slightly and turned to squint his eyes.

Seeing Zhang Jiuling in front of him, he smiled.

"Boss, are you still angry?" He might be drunk, and the grievance of being inexplicably angry by Zhang Jiuling suddenly burst out all day. Tears welled up from the corners of his eyes even though his mouth was still smiling.

I don't know why, seeing the little junior brother's grievance, a burst of guilt suddenly surged in his heart... Zhang Jiuling shook his head, a tear fell on Wang Jiulong's face, Zhang Jiuling's voice sounded hoarse.

"Not angry...how could I be angry with you?"

Yes...he can't bear...not willing...

"That's good... that's good..." Wang Jiulong narrowed his eyes and smiled like a child who got candy, and tilted his head while muttering, as if he was fast asleep.

It was very dark in the room...

Two o'clock in the morning

Only the neon lights outside were still working, emitting a dim light... illuminating the mess in the living room, and two young men with strange postures.

Wang Jiulong sprayed around Zhang Jiuling with his wine-scented breath, and the younger brother was asleep with his head tilted, his reddish cheeks were really cute... The temperature between the two directly at almost zero distance made him stunned for a long time.

for a long time…

He stretched out a trembling hand, slowly placed it on Wang Jiulong's eyes, and lowered his head carefully.

The moment the lips touched, the body trembled like an electric shock...

I don't know if he dreamed of something... The boy moved his body, and he didn't know if his mouth was intended to cater to him, but he quickly calmed down...

Sucked a few mouthfuls of alcohol on the boy...

He opened his eyes suddenly, almost jumped away from the boy, and sat on the ground a few meters away from the boy...

Looking at the blushing boy lying on the ground in front of him, he curled up into a ball, stuffing his fists into his mouth tremblingly, as if he wanted to bite off his joints...

Blood and tears mixed together, and the gauze on the wound was wet with blood flowing down the arm, bringing a burst of scalding...