cute naive

Wei Cong watched Wang Sanxiao get dressed one by one with no expression on his face, and the moment he raised his legs to leave, he rushed forward, hugged him by the waist, pressed him back on the bed, and poured down fiery kisses.

Wang Sanxiao crazily resisted, roaring, "Fuck me...you dare to kiss me...fuck..."

"Don't scold, don't scold," Wei Cong raised his hand to cover his mouth, kissing his face and neck excitedly, even though he knew that this person never loved him back then, he still couldn't imagine the possibility of losing him .

Wang Sanxiao struggled frantically, hugged Wei Cong's neck with both hands, twisted his waist violently, turned over and jumped up and pushed the man down on the bed, his knees fell heavily between his legs.

In an instant, Wei Cong rolled up in pain.

Wang Sanxiao sneered, waved him away, straightened his clothes, Shi Shiran walked to the door, opened the door, and looked back at him contemptuously, "I said earlier, don't provoke me, but I didn't listen, I treat you as the little ones you raised Star? Cut!"

After finishing speaking, he straightened his forehead and walked out of the door in a graceful manner.

Wei Cong's face was covered with cold sweat from the pain, his fingers clenched the bed sheet tightly, and he looked up at the figure who disappeared at the door, his hard eyes were like a wounded leopard.

The car slid slowly to the back door of the villa. Before getting out of the car, Wang Sanxiao asked the driver, "Has the old man slept yet?"

"Mr. Wang waited all night but didn't get you, so he took a flower petal bath by himself in depression. When I went to pick you up, he was writing a poem to relieve his sorrow with his heart in his arms," ​​the driver said truthfully.

"!!!"

Wang Sanxiao's hair stood on end, and he slipped in the door silently like a vigorous big cat, and he saw a fat old fat man sitting on a yoga ball with his back facing him, looking up at the night sky outside the window.

He, no, see, see, me!

Wang Sanxiao performed the magic of the gecko, and moved towards his room against the corner. Just as he took a step, the empty room burst into a series of crisp dog barks, "Wow, woof..."

"Ouch, daddy's darling, don't bark, don't bark," Wang Baxian yelled and shook a petite teddy lying on his broad chest, "Don't bark, that's not a bad guy, it's your brother's long-lost little teddy bear." figure."

"..." Wang Sanxiao gave up hiding, walked over bravely, touched the head of his sweetheart, "Dad, why haven't you slept yet?"

Wang Baxian said aggrievedly, "Baby son didn't come back to bathe Dad, Dad can't sleep."

"It's late at night, can you run the train with your mouth full?" Wang San smiled angrily, sitting on the single sofa next to him, muffled, "I promised you to go home early, but there are other delays, it's my fault, Dad, I'm sorry .”

"Oh, I'm going, son smashed, have you been possessed by something?" Wang Baxian jumped three feet away with Teddy in his arms, "Monster, get off my son smashed!"

Wang Sanxiao casually grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, "Sever the relationship between father and son, I can't bear a father like you anymore."

"Do you think it's easy for me to put up with you?" Wang Baxian retorted, "As early as the night you ate 8 skewers of gluten all by yourself 10 years ago, we no longer have a father-son relationship."

"Very good." Wang Sanxiao didn't clean up the liquid left in his body. At this moment, his stomach felt uncomfortable. He turned and walked upstairs, "Goodbye!"

Standing downstairs, Wang Baxian raised his head and yelled, "We're all cut off, why are you still living in my house?"

Wang San smiled shamelessly and plausibly said, "I'll take a rest!"

"Fuck you idiot!"

"Daddy Black Heart!"

Walking into the bathroom, Wang Sanxiao turned on the shower, and the hot water poured down from his head. He supported the wall with one hand, closed his eyes, and remembered the feeling when Wei Cong entered, it was so painful, but so fulfilling, he shook his head, wiped Wiping the water droplets off his face, he let out a long breath.

After taking a shower and walking into the bedroom, there was a cup of warm milk on the bedside table, Wang Sanxiao suddenly had a sore nose: After all these years, the black hearted father is still so childish and clumsy in expressing his love.

After traveling around for many years, after returning home, he slept until noon, Wang Sanxiao wandered to the Antique Street, and saw that in the Huaixin Building, Kang Tianzhen was selling antiques at Danglong, and walked in slowly, "Tsk, the proprietress How does it feel?"

"It's great." Kang Tianzhen was biting a piece of crispy ice and playing with his phone with his feet up. He didn't even look up when he came in. "Why didn't you deliver it when the domineering president left?"

Wang San smiled and pretended to be stupid, "He left?"

"Yeah," Kang Tianzhen said, "Song Wenyuan walked with him and wants to return "Moonlight Night on the Spring River"."

Wang San smiled and nodded.

The two friends who had grown up together had an unprecedented silence. After a few minutes, Kang Tianzhen looked up in confusion, "Smile, you are very abnormal."

"Why is it abnormal?" Wang Sanxiao was looking at a Xuande stove, and glanced at him when he heard the words, "Do you think I didn't scold you? How much are you shaking?"

"...Well, it's normal for you to do this," Kang Tianzhen shrank his neck, secretly cursing himself that he had nothing to do, and went up to him to scold him, took a look at him, despised this guy for wearing a trendy vest like a migrant worker, and glanced over His full chest muscles suddenly paused, and he was silent for a while, but he still couldn't hold back, "I said... you two were very intense last night, weren't you?"

Wang Sanxiao's expression changed, and he approached him brutally, gnashing his teeth, "What did you say?"

Kang Tianzhen reached out and touched the smooth skin on his chest.

Wang San smiled and knocked down his hand, "How dare you sexually harass uncle in broad daylight, didn't Song Wenyuan feed you enough?"

Kang Tianzhen didn't know what he thought of, his face turned red quietly from the base of his ears to his neck.

Wang San smiled and stared, looking at the shy little bastard in front of him blankly, thinking secretly how to hunt down and kill Song Wenyuan, and force him to return that shameless little bastard back then!

"Let's go," Wang Sanxiao felt heartbroken when he saw him.

"Hey," Kang Tianzhen called him, blushing and said, "There are two hickeys next to your Mimi, the domineering president is so fierce."

"!!!" Wang San smiled and looked down, then ran away.

After living for 24 years, Wang Sanxiao fled in front of Kang Tianzhen for the first time. He lost face and refused to go to Huaixin Building again, so he stayed at home as an otaku and confronted Wang Baxian depressedly for three days. I boarded the plane to Xi'an, and the trip lasted for more than a month.

In the past month or so, Huaixin Building has been developing step by step. Song Wenyuan participated in several auctions and bought back many rare books. The library is being improved bit by bit.

When he received the text message, Kang Tianzhen and Song Wenyuan were repairing a set of Ming Dynasty official engravings. He took out his mobile phone and saw that there was only a line of words on the screen: Longjibei, come quickly.

"!!!" Kang Tianzhen was in a bad mood, so he dialed the phone directly, and when he got through, he cursed, "Wang Sanxiao, are you really sick?"

"This unlucky boy, even the broker dares to insult you at will, don't you want your uncle to help you as a guarantee?" Wang San said calmly with a smile, "Don't be so damn long-winded, I've already booked the ticket, tomorrow morning at [-]:[-] Ten, you and Song Wenyuan hurry to Jiujiang, there is big business."

Kang Tianzhen thought about it, but he hadn't heard of any big moves in Jiujiang recently, so he asked, "What big business?"

"Uncle found a Gan cuisine restaurant on a beautiful street in Jiujiang," Wang Sanxiao said solemnly, "I sincerely invite Mrs. and Mrs. Xian to come and taste it."

"..." Kang Tianzhen took a deep breath.

Wang Sanxiao said passionately, "Yuzhang Crispy Chicken, Beancurd Roast Pork, Red Carp with Pouch, Fried Mandarin Fish Noodles, Stuffed Tofu, Steamed Pork with Rice Noodles, Fu Geng...

Kang Tianzhen's saliva flowed into a waterfall in an instant, and he roared, "Damn it, you are so fucking cruel. You are taking revenge on the society by reporting the name of the dish at night. Damn, I won't be tempted. You can eat it yourself." Go ahead, beat your uncle to death!"

After hanging up the phone with great backbone, Kang Tianzhen immediately left to pack his things, "Song Wenyuan, don't mess with it, find out the clothes you want to wear, Wang Sanxiao has business over there."

Song Wenyuan carefully repaired a damage, took off his glasses, and looked at him, "What business?"

Kang Tianzhen dragged out his suitcase, straddled it, and said blankly, "I don't know, but Wang Sanxiao won't lie to me."

Song Wenyuan put away all the tools used to restore ancient books, and said with a smile, "You trust him."

"Of course," Kang Tianzhen said quite proudly, "Xiaoxiao won't tease me for nothing."

While packing up his things, Song Wenyuan thought to himself: Who was the little idiot who cried and told Wang Sanxiao to help chase girls and finally chased them all into his girlfriend?

After packing up his things, Song Wenyuan called Hong Yang and told him about his trip to Jiujiang, "The store will depend on you during this time."

"Go at ease," Hong Yang was awakened from his sleep, and assured him with a nasal voice, "Brother will definitely protect the crystallization of our love."

Song Wenyuan scolded, "Fuck you, who is in love with you? Let Tian Zhen know how much he will think about it."

Hong Yang laughed loudly, "Do you think I love you enough? Little goblin, if you are naive, you will despise your brother, and don't think about who answered the questions in class and quietly told you the answer."

Song Wenyuan laughed, "I won't be poor with you."

Kang Tianzhen came out of the shower, put on a bathrobe, lay on the bed with her breasts half exposed, playing with lubricant, and turned her head and yelled, "Wen Yuanyuan, Tianzhen really wants to sleep..."

Hong Yang heard it through the mobile phone, and said with a smile, "Damn it, it's amazing to live together."

Song Wenyuan is now enjoying a double harvest in his love and career, and he is quite proud of himself, "Why, are you envious? It's useless to be envious, love depends on God's will."

"Tsk tsk, you are the only one who has love?" Hong Yang said, "Wait, brother will open your eyes."

Hanging up the phone, Song Wenyuan went to bed, put his arms around Kang Tianzhen and kissed, a few minutes later, Song Wenyuan's cell phone rang, opened WeChat, the picture was loaded, the two were deeply shocked, only to see Hong Yang sleeping soundly with his arms around under the dim light Jiang Biying posed for the camera with scissors hands, the corners of her lips curled up triumphantly, revealing a handsome evil smile.

Kang Tianzhen's heart was broken all over the ground, even if he entered with Song Wenyuan's gentle embrace and entered in his favorite position, he couldn't reply for a long time.

Song Wenyuan worked hard for several minutes, but he didn't get the expected response. He turned his face away, and saw this guy's expression of lovelessness, and he was immediately discouraged, "You...don't tell me you still like Jiang Biying."

"Although I was mentally prepared to become a sister-in-law, but..." Kang Tianzhen groaned a few times pretending, and muttered, "The goddess has been defiled... er..."

Song Wenyuan felt that this love could not be done, and he was doing it in full swing. This guy was thinking of a woman who should not be hugged by the pipa, so he called it so perfunctory!

Kang Tianzhen was really enjoying the beauty of love, when suddenly his movements stopped, he opened his eyes in confusion, saw Song Wenyuan's gloomy eyes, and groaned, "Move yourself..."

"What are you doing?" Song Wenyuan said angrily, "I've been working for a long time, but you're thinking about Jiang Biying."

"Because she is my goddess."

Song Wenyuan pulled it out directly, "Go ahead and miss your goddess, quit."

The stuffed body suddenly became empty, and Kang Tianzhen was so uncomfortable that he couldn't get up and down. He immediately rushed forward like a wolf, pushed Song Wenyuan down, and shouted anxiously, "Do it!"

Song Wenyuan couldn't help laughing, hugged him tenderly for a long time, and re-entered the state. The night light in the bedroom was dim and warm, and the two bodies embraced tightly, loving each other fervently.

Kang Tianzhen's cheeks were flushed, and she hugged his shoulder and whispered.

The kitten-like voice made Song Wenyuan love him so softly that he held his face, kissed him excitedly, and murmured, "Naive, I love you, I love you very much..."

"I love you too," Kang Tianzhen opened his eyes and looked at him, his watery eyes were full of infatuation.

- He really loves himself.

Thinking of this, Song Wenyuan was even more emotional, looking at him tenderly with deep eyes, feeling that he loved him more every moment than the previous moment.

Natural tears flowed from the corners of Kang Tianzhen's eyes. Panting, he looked at Song Wenyuan obsessively, and suddenly said, "The goddess will not be deceived, right? Brother Hong Yang looks like a veteran in love..."

"..."

Where is the love? ? ?Song Wenyuan felt that he was going crazy.