Married the Scum Gong's Villain Brother

When he drank a glass of beer, Jing Xun really didn't feel anything.

He just felt a little hot.

After eating some barbecue and drinking some wine, Jing Xun felt good about himself and didn't drink too much.

Then his phone rang.

There were many customers dining in the store at night, and the lobby was very noisy, so Jing Xun had to go out to answer the phone.

Just as he picked up the phone, Slag Gong's voice came from the microphone again.

"Senior..."

"..."

Jing Xun looked at the strange number he didn't know where the other party got it from, and began to think deeply about the possibility of changing his number.

Shen Bohan didn't wait for Jing Xun to speak, it seemed to prevent him from hanging up the phone, so he spoke much faster this time.

He said: "I know that what happened yesterday was actually caused by Hu Xiaopeng...Senior, you have to believe me, I really didn't know that he was so courageous before, and I didn't expect him to have such a skill..."

Shen Bohan's voice sounded a little hoarse this time, but it was indeed a little eager.

But at this moment, Jing Xun only felt noisy when he listened.

Even the good-tempered Jing Xun wanted to growl a little, he said: "Don't you? Call me, I already have a boyfriend."

Saying this, as if it wasn't enough, he added: "If my boyfriend finds out that you often harass me like this, he...he will be angry."

Should be angry.

And still very angry, very angry, maybe this will destroy your group...

"Yan Jingxun."

Shen Bohan's tone suddenly became much lower, and there was a faint warning in his voice, as if he wanted to follow the signal to crawl over and arrest him at any moment.

But after a while, his voice became gentle again: "Don't be kidding, don't be mad at me, I know I was wrong, okay? Senior..."

Jing Xun: "..."

See, he knew that he would never be able to tell slag Gong clearly.

After a long silence, Jing Xun could only take a deep breath, squeezed the phone tightly and said, "I really have a boyfriend."

"Is that the big stupid senior from yesterday?" Shen Bohan's tone was a little more contemptuous, and he continued: "Even if you really have a boyfriend, I have confidence. Senior...you can only be mine."

"Shen Bohan." Jing Xun called the other party's name on the phone.

Slag Gong's attitude made him unbearable, if he didn't really want to be known by the husband, and he was afraid that the slag Gong would disturb him, he would just speak up.

But this didn't affect Jing Xun's good mood, especially because the senior was shot...

Jing Xun, who hates hurting others the most, said something serious on the phone: "Why are you so embarrassed?"

"?" Maybe there was a bad feeling in his heart, and Shen Bohan couldn't help calling out: "Senior..."

But Jing Xun took another deep breath, and said without stopping: "It was your friends who humiliated me at the beginning, right? Where were you at that time? It was you who took the blame for me on the Internet, right? At that time What are you thinking? You asked me to come back to you, and then what? What, continue to let them humiliate me? Shen Bohan, I didn't do it? I'm sorry about your business, why did you do that to me, not yet Let me go? How can you be so selfish and despicable?"

"..."

It was the first time that he heard his senior speak like this and so many words, Shen Bohan was stunned for a long time.

He didn't look at the phone screen until the other party's voice fell, and it was hard to believe that this was what Yan Jingxun said.

Yan Jingxun is very gentle and polite, never said any bad words, selfishness should be his limit.

...selfish and despicable?

Is this what he thinks of himself?

To be honest, although this is not a good word, compared with those scolding words, it is not painful to Shen Bohan.

What really made him feel heartbroken was that Yan Jingxun had a weak personality before, submissive, and never said such a strong tone in front of him.

But now, the senior who always let him go... even started to count his past actions in detail.

The most heart-wrenching thing, of course, is that what Yan Jingxun said is correct.

"...Listen to me, it's not like that."

Shen Bohan tried to explain.

In fact, he also knows that what he did was wrong... He will review himself every time afterwards, but he just doesn't want to admit it.

Because he always felt that his seniors would tolerate him, even if he was a little more self-willed, Yan Jingxun would forgive him.

Yan Jingxun loves him so much...

But why, did the other party remember all the bad things I did?

Shen Bohan suddenly felt confused.

He couldn't help asking: "Then do you remember our happy time?"

"Have you?" Yan Jingxun's voice on the other side of the phone became very cold, "I don't think when have we ever been happy?"

"Yan Jingxun!"

These words successfully angered Shen Bohan, and his voice became fierce again.

But he didn't expect that Yan Jingxun, who has always been introverted and doesn't like to express himself, rushed to say before he said: "Look, what you like is that someone listens to you, obeys your orders, and pleases you all the time. But Likes are equal, and it's a pity, Second Young Master, I am no longer Yan Jingxun."

With that said, the other party hung up the phone again.

And no surprise, when Shen Bohan was still staring at the blind voice of "beep beep beep", his number was also blacklisted by the other party...

Jing Xun was suddenly in a bad mood.

Anyone being harassed by a scumbag like this wouldn't be in a good mood.

Especially the other party is still like a time bomb|bomb, he doesn't know when he will come again and go crazy.

In fact, Jing Xun didn't bother to say those words just now, he always felt that he had to be decent and face.

He always thought that other people, like him, could always review themselves.

He has never said bad words and is too lazy to say them.

Maybe it was because of the alcohol this time.

That's why he wasted so much talking and talking so much.

In a bad mood, Jing Xun had two extra glasses of wine when he went back.

But after drinking two glasses of wine, apart from a little redness on his face, he still looked very normal, he spoke decently, spoke logically, had a smiling face, and was as polite and measured as ever.

Eating charcoal grilled meat, everyone's face was somewhat flushed, and the seniors and sisters didn't take this little change of the juniors to heart.

Until the meal was almost finished, everyone began to discuss where to go. In the next round, some people found that their elementary school students hadn't spoken for a long time, just sitting there giggling.

"... Xun Xun?" The senior sister next to him called him, but Jing Xun didn't respond.

The senior on the opposite side couldn't help stretching out his hand and shaking it in front of Jing Xun, Jing Xun fell to the side directly.

……

Afterwards, everyone was in a hurry, and only then did they realize that the junior had already drunk too much!

"Which of you poured alcohol on your junior?!" the grumpy senior asked directly.

The senior on the opposite side said: "No, how can I, I've been watching from the side."

Senior sister Chu Qiao said: "Xun Xun probably only drank five or six cups, and there must not be a bottle."

Everyone: "..."

"Then what should we do?" Everyone looked at each other.

"Let's call." Someone suggested, "Xun Xun lives with her boyfriend, or ask his boyfriend to pick him up?"

Everyone's expressions changed at the same time? Immediately, someone shook his head and said, "Otherwise, let's contact his family..."

Fortunately, at this moment, Jing Xun, who was supported by everyone, raised his head again.Jing Xun didn't know when he lost consciousness, but? When he was in poor health before, he often had this feeling of losing control of his whole body, so he didn't panic.

Reluctantly raising his head, Jing Xun heard someone calling him: "Xun Xun, are you okay?"

In the blurred vision, the seniors and sisters turned into intertwined afterimages. Jing Xun heard someone ask him again: "Xun Xun, do you want someone to pick you up, or where should we send you? Xun Xun Searching?"

Thinking of the previous agreement with Mr. Jing Xun, Jing Xun asked, "Is this over?"

"ended."

"It's almost over."

"Then...I'm going to call sir."

"Sir? . . . what sir?"

Then Jing Xun started drinking madness.

The form of his drinking madness is also limited to looking for "sir" in his mouth, blindly emphasizing that only "sir" can be found, and no one else is allowed.

Although Jing Xun drank too much and reacted slowly, his muddled head was still affected by those phone calls and original works of Zha Gong. Be more vigilant.

He emphasized again: "I want to find Mr.... I want to find..."

"Here it is!" said the senior sister who was holding Jing Xun's mobile phone next to her, "There is really a phone note that says 'Mr.', Xun Xun, take a quick look, is it this person?"

Jing Xun opened his eyes wide to see, can he see it? There are two big characters "Sir" on the screen of the phone, but the number below can't be read clearly.

He couldn't see clearly, so he was worried, so he said: "Mr.'s height is 1.9 meters, Mr.'s mobile phone number is 13xxxxx8888, and Mr.'s name is... Shen Yijin."

"..."

"???"

"!!!"

Those who just listened attentively:

"What is it called?"

"Damn it, let me just say it, the surname is Shen, it really is!"

"What?! So I already met my idol, just yesterday??"

"If I knew it, I would have looked more yesterday... I always thought there were so many people with the surname Shen, so it couldn't be such a coincidence..."

"The main reason is that the one from yesterday looked...too young! I didn't even think about it!"

"Who said it must be so young and wear such an expensive suit? It must have a relationship background?"

"I should have asked for an autograph yesterday! Ahhh, missed the opportunity!"

"Stop bragging, you didn't dare to look at others yesterday, and you still want to sign? Dreaming..."

When there was a lot of discussion, Jing Xun Qingyue's voice sounded again, interrupting everyone's discussion.

"Sister, sir."

As he said that, he leaned limply on Senior Chu Qiao's body, and carefully told him, "Don't hand me over to others."

Sister:! ! !

The senior sister said that her heart has melted!

Their search is too soft, I never imagined that the elementary school boys who are usually calm and dignified, always polite and polite when getting along with them, have such a soft and clingy side!

This, this... No wonder I can find such an outstanding boyfriend.

She loves it all!

"Okay, okay, junior, don't worry, I will never hand you over to others." The senior sister really wanted to touch the soft hair on the top of the junior's head, but she didn't dare.

...Although I don't know what I am afraid of.

But, he didn't dare to make a move.

After comforting her junior, Chu Qiao yelled at the others, "Hurry up and call, who said you had the guts to sign an autograph just now? Here's your chance to talk to your idol!"

"..." After she said this, everyone retreated subconsciously.

Even though everyone drank, no one was as drunk as the junior, and now when I think of calling that person...

Ordinary people would feel embarrassed facing the idols they especially admire, not to mention their idols are so stern!

Especially since they met yesterday, how unsmiling their idol is...

This is a bit frustrating.

However, when there is always a moment of wine and courage, the senior of "Watching Movies" took the initiative to stand up and say, "What's the problem? I'll do it!"

Although after the call was made, the senior was half sober when he heard the cold voice on the other side.

He suddenly thought, if he told that junior that he was drunk, would he... uh, cause some monstrous anger?

But the arrow was on the string and had to be sent.

He still bit the bullet and explained the situation here.

Then? Then, the phone was stuffed back into Jing Xun's pocket, and Jing Xun was helped out of the barbecue restaurant by all the seniors.

Outside, Shen Yijin was walking towards them with big strides.

The "sir" in this student's mouth is still expressionless, and the eyebrows that should be handsome can be described as freezing.

The corners of his lips were almost stretched into a straight line. It was obviously summer, everyone was frozen, and no one dared to take a step forward.

Sillyly supporting Jing Xun to stand at the door and waiting for the boss from the opposite side to come over, Chu Qiao asked, "Xun Xun, is this the gentleman you are looking for?"

Some people followed in a low voice without fear of death: "Xun Xun, is this your boyfriend?"

Jing Xun heard the question, and reluctantly opened his eyes to look across.

On the opposite side, Shen Yijin, who was walking towards him, was tall and slender, with a handsome appearance.

... indeed sir.

Jing Xun saw clearly and was relieved.

Facing the inquiries from the seniors and sisters, he nodded, then shook his head, and replied obediently, "It's not a boyfriend."

Everyone: "?"

Jing Xun, who was drunk, corrected seriously and emphasized: "It's my fiancé."

Seniors and seniors: "...???"

Immediately afterwards, under the shocked gazes of the seniors and sisters, Shen Yijin stepped forward to take the elementary school boy from their hands.

Chu Qiao was recommended by everyone, and she stepped forward to "report" to Mr. Shen about the situation of her junior drinking just now.

After some inspection, Shen Yijin confirmed that Jing Xun still retained a considerable part of his sanity, but he was a little drunk, so he said to the others: "I am causing you trouble."

"...No trouble, no trouble." The seniors waved their hands quickly and said.

Shen Yijin: "Then let's go first."

"Okay, okay, go slowly."

In the eyes of everyone, their idol just embraced the young man with one arm at first, but it seemed that he felt that the junior was a little soft and it was inconvenient to walk, so he simply bent down slightly, and then he hugged him horizontally... …

Effortlessly.

……

... No matter how thin the junior is, his height is still there.

Anyway? How can I say that he is also an adult male who is nearly 1.8 meters tall, and their idol even said that he would hug him horizontally... Everyone else present subconsciously squeezed the muscles on each other's arms...

Looking at the idol's expression is a little more respectful and surprised.

Not to mention that later, they witnessed the junior being put into a brand new Rolls Royce...

The driver was sent out to run errands, and today Shen Yijin personally drove to pick up Jing Xun.

After placing the drunk person in the passenger seat, Shen Yijin got into the car from the other side. As soon as he got in the car, he saw the young man staring at him innocently with big, round eyes.

"Sir... is it really you?"

Shen Yijin's originally tense jawline relaxed a little, and he said, "It's me."

"Huh." Jing Xun let out a small breath, and then leaned his body in Shen Yijin's direction.

He seemed to want to lean on him, but the distance between the driver and the co-pilot was still a bit far, and Jing Xun, who was leaning forward, didn't find any point of support.

As a last resort, the drunken young man could only raise his head again, looking blankly at Shen Yijin with misty eyes, and the soft black hair on the top of his head hanging by his ears, a little confused and a little bit lost.

He called him: "Sir."

Shen Yijin said: "Yes."

Jing Xun asked, "Are we going home?"

The bewildered young man's tone was also cautious, like a little rabbit that can't find a home after leaving its nest.

The little rabbit is as white as jade, cute and soft, pitiful.

Especially when looking at people innocently, as if any big movement would disturb him.

Shen Yijin had no choice but to reach out and touch his face.

"Well, I'm here to take Xiao Xun home."

The skin on the cheek touched by the fingertips was delicate, and the young man tilted his head obediently, allowing him to touch it.

Then, caught off guard, Jing Xun suddenly turned his head to the side, and touched the palm of that hand with his soft, dry lips.

The young man's lips touched the palm of his hand like a superficial touch, making Shen Yijin stunned for a moment.

Looking up again, the young man leaning back on the seat was smiling at him.

...a very naughty, innocent smile like a child.

The corners of the tight lips were raised slightly, Shen Yijin raised his body halfway again, pulled off Jing Xun's seat belt, and fastened it for him.

The young man leaning on the chair was defenseless at first, but he seemed to dislike being restrained like this. As soon as the seat belt was buckled, he began to struggle.

"...No, I don't want to be tied up..."

Shen Yijin: "..."

The narrow space inside the car was a little dry and hot with the smell of alcohol. The drunk young man twisted his body unconsciously, but his voice was soft, with a slight nasal sound, lazy, very different from usual.

Shen Yijin had no choice but to explain patiently: "It's just a seat belt, and I'll unbuckle it for you in a while."

After Jing Xun heard this, he really didn't struggle anymore.

He just slumped there, snorting a little, expressing his dissatisfaction slightly.

It seems that it is true to hate bondage, and it is true to be able to endure it.

It was the first time for Shen Yijin to see the other party acting like a baby.

……behave in a spoiled manner?

Shen Yijin recalled the first time he saw the young man, the young man who was soft and boneless like water bowed to him, apologizing for his sudden intrusion...

Youth at that time were also polite and alienated.

Haven't been coquettish?

……

In the enclosed space, apart from Jing Xun's random yelling of not wanting, there was also a slightly heavy panting.

Fortunately, the barbecue shop is near the school and not far from their residence.

Shen Yijin drove the car and turned into the underground garage under the apartment within a few minutes. After parking the car, the young man sitting in the co-pilot was finally able to get rid of the restraint of the seat belt, but before he could take two steps excitedly , and was hugged horizontally again.

The field of vision wobbled for a while, and Jing Xun had to reach out and grab the neck of the person who was hugging him to gain a sense of security. Even though he was being held firmly all the time, he didn't dare to move.

The experience of being sick twice and being carried to the emergency room by the partners around him taught Jing Xun not to struggle.

Because struggling will bring resistance to those who rescued him.

Jing Xun hates causing trouble to others.

...but sir is different.

He has experienced? Mr. has plenty of strength.

……

This is the case with drunk people, and their thinking can easily be unconstrained.

Jing Xun thought of his former self for a while, then thought that he was Yan Jingxun, and thought of Mr. Yan for a while.

In the end, his chaotic brain came to the conclusion accurately: as the super invincible villain in the book, a paper man with a superb figure with eight-pack abs, his own weight is completely stress-free for Mr. Not worth mentioning.

So he leaned on Shen Yijin's arms with peace of mind, at this moment Jing Xun was as quiet as a finely carved porcelain doll.

Just back home, just as Shen Yijin unlocked the door with his fingerprints, the clean porcelain doll clamored for a bath.

Shen Yijin was worried about leaving him alone at the entrance, so he had no choice but to carry him all the way back to the bedroom cloakroom, put him on the long leather seat, and said, "Xiao Xun wait a minute, I'll get you some water." .”

Now Jing Xun seems to have a hard time understanding the meaning of his words, the young man tilted his head, but he still sat obediently on the bench and waited quietly.

Shen Yijin went into the bathroom to turn on the water, and when he came out, he took off Jing Xun's shoes and socks and put them aside, then his hands paused, and asked, "Can Xiao Xun take off her clothes?"

"En." The young man still nodded obediently, seeing that Shen Yijin's eyes were shining brightly, and the mole of tears at the corner of his eyes was clearly visible.

"I can," he said sternly.

"That's good." Shen Yijin said: "Go in later, Xiao Xun will take off his clothes."

After a while, the water in the bathtub was almost filled, and Shen Yijin brought him into the bathroom.

Taking out all the mobile phones in his pocket and putting them aside, Shen Yijin asked again: "Can Xiao Xun wash it by herself?"

"Yeah." Jing Xun replied very simply.

Worried that Jing Xun would drown himself, Shen Yijin didn't put too much water in the bathtub.

Finally, he tried the water temperature, and when he felt that there was nothing wrong, he said, "It's ready to wash, what's the matter with Xiao Xun? Just call me if you need anything, and I'll be outside."

"Okay, sir." Jing Xun still nodded obediently, but before Shen Yijin could turn around and walk out of the bathroom, he had already walked into the shower room, and raised his hand to turn on the shower.

Shen Yijin: "..."

When he was taken out of the shower room, Jing Xun was already drenched all over.

Shen Yijin's suit was also stained with a lot of water.

Maybe it's never happened before? With the experience of taking care of drunk people, Mr. Shen, who has always been prudent, couldn't help being stunned for a moment. His eyes were full of young people with wet hair looking at him blankly. The color suddenly became very dark.

"Xiao Xun...do you want me to wash it for you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Xun's cell phone, which he put aside, rang.

Calling at this time? It shouldn't be some kind of advertisement or harassing call. Shen Yijin supported the young man with one hand, and picked up the other party's mobile phone with the other. See? It showed a string of unfamiliar numbers that hadn't been saved.

After a moment of hesitation, he raised his hand to pick up the phone.

Putting the phone to his ear expressionlessly, Shen Yijin didn't make a sound.

From the opposite side came the characteristic big-tongued voice of a drunk person:

"Senior, I'm downstairs in your dormitory...are you asleep? I...can you go downstairs? I have something to talk to you...why don't you talk? Yan Jingxun, I, actually I miss you……"

"Shen Bohan."

Shen Yijin's voice cut off the remaining words of the other party like a steel knife.

"..."

It seemed that he instantly recognized that the voice was not the person he was looking for, Shen Bohan's voice suddenly cooled down, and the person listening to the voice became more sober.

He asked warily: "... who are you?"

"Don't come again? Come to find Jing Xun." Shen Yijin answered irrelevantly, his voice was extremely cold.

The usual commanding tone of the superior was passed on through the phone, and he didn't need to say much, as he had already overwhelmed the other party in terms of momentum.

He didn't even need to introduce himself, in exchange for a long silence on the other side.

As for what the other party was thinking, Shen Yijin didn't care.

He just didn't have anything to say? He warned loudly and loudly, "Remember, Yan Jingxun is not someone you should touch."