turn a rival into a wife

He looked at Song Wanting's tears falling down, and his shock was no less than the first time he knew that the tofu nao in the south is sweet, the rice dumplings are filled with meat, and you can buy one when you buy vegetables of.

But who dares to hit him?

Looking at Song Wanting's wrist, there was no trauma or bruise, but this guy kept crying out for pain.

He walked over and grabbed Song Wanting's wrist. Although Song Wanting was about 1.8 meters tall, he had a small frame and a thin wrist. He could easily hold it all with one hand.

"pain……"

Song Wanting pursed her mouth, the corners of her mouth were down, and her lips were still trembling: "He hit me...I can't beat him..."

Sorry~

The last time Ren Er saw someone cry like this, it was the kid opposite his house who didn’t have a few teeth, and was wearing crotch pants. He ruthlessly clenched his wrist and twisted it around. There was no sense of obstruction, no abnormal noise, and no swelling. .

Could it be that I was injured before, and I was embarrassed and wronged when I was not drunk, and I was so depressed, but now I am drunk and start to be myself.

This broken pavilion is really enough for decoration.

However, he still avoided the position of his wrist and pulled Song Wanting up. The other party flung himself into his arms unsteadily. The tears on his eyelashes seemed to be full of stars, and he looked at Ren Er: "Brother, they bully me……"

This elder brother's call was really soft and delicate, which made Ren Er numb all the way from the tailbone to the Tianling Gai, almost unable to stand still.

The brows raised, the corners of the mouth could not help but upturned, and the tone was fresh: "What did you call me?"

Song Wanting was only immersed in his own world, and muttered like a child complaining: "Drugs, bad me... woo woo..."

Unable to support his head, he leaned his head on Ren Er's shoulder, rubbing it back and forth, and his mouth stuck to Ren Er's neck, causing Ren Er's whole body to freeze.

"I can't take revenge, he is a son, and he has to cooperate, I can't take revenge, huh..."

The more Song Wanting spoke, the sadder he became, and the louder his crying, Ren Er had been listening in a fog, but after his lips touched him, he had no idea what he was talking about.

The entire neck was flushed, and the place where the lips touched was even a little moist.

Ren Er twisted his neck to avoid him with an unnatural expression, how could this man be so clingy when he was drunk.

He even hugged and carried people upstairs, he didn't want to wait for a while to be watched by others.

As soon as he stepped up a step, Song Wanting raised his left hand tremblingly again: "Brother, it hurts."

This time, Ren Er went directly from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai. Although people hate him, this brother's name is really nice, and he transformed into Ren in an instant.boy.Er, hold Song Xiaogong's raised hand.

"What did you call me?"

Song Wanting replied in a daze, "Brother."

Ren Er rolled his eyes: "Brother Ren Er."

When he came to his house on the third floor, he took out the key and opened the door while seducing him: "Hey, tell Brother Ren Er to have candy."

Song Wanting raised his head a little, looked at him with red eyes from crying, "Ren Er..."

"Yes, Brother Ren Er."

Song Wanting's tall nose wrinkled, snorted unhappily, and lowered his head back again: "Ren Er bastard, he hit me, woo woo..."

Thinking of the sad things, he continued to cry.

When Ren Er opened the door, he didn't recognize this drunk mother anymore, and she still remembered calling him an asshole!Whatever hatred or resentment, he was so angry that he put down the hand that was holding him.

"It hurts~"

Song Wanting turned a few corners with the word Jiaojiao, and persistently put that hand on Ren Er's.

Ren Er scolded: "Hypocritical."

But he still held Song Wanting's hand again, opened the door and brought the person in, he was very dissatisfied: "When did I ever hit you, don't you mess with me."

Pushing the person onto the sofa, Song Wanting collapsed crookedly within a minute after sitting on it, with that hand still held up like that, silently shedding tears, not to mention how pitiful it is.

Ren Er grinned and scratched his head, accepted, he accepted.

This kind of Song Wanting is much more difficult to deal with than Song Wanting whose nose is not nose and eyes are not eyes.

After rummaging for a long time, he finally took a pack of playing cards and two hair ties for his hair, sat down on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and grabbed Song Wanting's hand.

Song Wanting looked at him with loose light-colored eyes.

"Brother, I want to eat ice cream."

Ren Er's eyebrows twitched, and without raising his head, he put two playing cards together, and put two cards on Song Wanting's wrist, and two cards on the bottom.

Then put the hair rope up one set, and gave him a play-like board.

"I think you are like an ice cream, sleep well, and if you make trouble again, I will throw you out." He stood up and showed Song Wanting his slapped hand.

"Did you see it? If you hit the board, it won't hurt anymore."

Song Wanting stared at his wrist, then raised his eyes to look at him again, hugged the little rabbit puppet on the sofa in his arms at some point, smiled suddenly, and the tears on his cheekbones trembled and slid down : "Thank you brother."

With a thick nasal voice, it was as sweet as cotton candy to the tip of Ren Er's heart.

It made him stand there dumbfounded, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart and a little dizzy in his head. It should be the sequelae of his fever last night. He must have not recovered quickly. He needs to take a bath.

Turning his head around and walking away, his little butt bumped against the coffee table, causing him to tilt up. The pain caused him to jump three meters high on the spot, and he kept walking like this, and hurriedly fled here.

After he took a freezing cold shower, he looked at the living room first after he came out.

Very good, Song Wanting is gone.

Stare!What a fart!

He didn't wear a coat, but ran out wearing only a pair of big pants. He searched around and found no sign of Song Wanting. He only took a shower for about 10 minutes. Where can Song Wanting go?

Worried, he dragged the broken flip-flops back and walked back. Just like Song Wanting is catching whoever is hugging and calling him brother, it is too dangerous to be outside, so he must be a gentleman.

I thought I'd better go back and give Jiang Mian a call and ask him to get in touch.

There was no way, he was blocked by Song Wanting.

As a result, he went back to the bedroom and saw that Song Wanting was lying on his bed, blushing from sleep and taking off his clothes.

He wished he could kick him off the bed, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and put his heart back into his stomach.

When I walked in, I was stunned again, Song Wanting's body was a bit exciting.

Several places were turned blue from sucking, and several teeth marks were bloodshot. Even the chest seemed to be a little swollen.

Especially when Song Wanting was too white, these traces looked even more shocking.

He frowned as he watched, Song Wanting accepted it.Masochist, actually got involved with this kind of pervert, looked at Song Wanting's face that was not as cold as usual, and clicked tut several times.

No wonder the clothes are all wearing high collars, covering them so tightly. It turned out that he was playing so wild in private. I thought he was hanging on abstinence, but I didn't expect it to be quite...

Ren Er withdrew his gaze, a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, this is not a trick from heaven.

He didn't want to wake up the drunk and make trouble, so he didn't compete with him for the bed position, so he went to sleep on the sofa.

The next day

Song Wanting's thin eyelids trembled a few times before slowly opening, and then he narrowed his eyes because of the light, and moved his head to avoid it.

"woke up."

Song Wanting's movements froze suddenly, and his eyes opened again. The voice was...

He tried to sit up and realized that his hands were tied behind his back.

This routine is a bit familiar.

Gritting his teeth secretly, he supported his body with his elbows. Fortunately, Ren Er didn't tie his legs, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to sit up.

When I got up, I saw that I was shirtless, and there was a moment of panic in my heart, but my face remained calm, and my sharp eyes fell on Ren Er who was opposite. He was the same as himself that day, with a posture of being in control, with a different attitude. It was a lollipop in his mouth.

Ren Er stirred the lollipop in his mouth, and his eyes wandered on Song Wanting's body maliciously: "The things on Mr. Song's body are not bitten by mosquitoes."

Even though Song Wanting was embarrassed, he did not lose his momentum, "Of course not."

He raised his legs gracefully, and stared at Ren Er with hidden anger in his red and swollen eyes: "A dog bit me, a stupid dog who repays kindness with revenge."