turn a rival into a wife

Song Wanting heard these words familiarly, this man is quite tall, but his mind is small enough, he has to seize the opportunity to return a word.

Ren Er has urged him to drive.

"Where are you going?"

"You just drive forward as you please."

Ren Er's tone was familiar, he pulled the seat belt and tied himself up, looking at this and that curiously, it was the first time for him to ride in such a good car, this feeling is different, his legs that are more than one meter long can be put down .

The car drove forward aimlessly, and Ren Er's wandering eyes stopped on Song Wanting's hand holding the steering wheel, looking at the expensive watch, remembering something, took out his phone and opened the photo album.

When he saw that the latest album was Song Wanting, he glanced at him, quickly found the photo of the watch and handed it over: "You know the watch very well, do you know what brand it is?"

He went back and checked for a long time, but he couldn't find out what brand the watch was.

Song Wanting glanced at it. It turned out that his watch was with him. He thought he lost it that day: "It may be a private order."

"Private order is quite expensive." Ren Er swallowed when he heard these four words. He has only ordered private beating packages or beating packages in his life.

One is customized by others for him, and the other is customized by him for others.

"320 million."

"what?"

Ren Er sat up straight and looked at Song Wanting in shock.

Song Wanting quickly tapped twice on the steering wheel with his fingers: "I mean, I ordered a watch, which is about this price, and your watch seems to be worth this price."

Ren Er showed that he had never seen the market, looked at the photo and at the watch on Song Wanting's hand: "You rich people really don't take money as money."

Song Wanting was noncommittal about his words: "So how did you get this watch?"

Ren Er rolled his eyes, flicked his hand and put the phone back smartly, and cleared his throat pretentiously: "It's not me flirting with you, I have a suitor recently."

"It can't be said that it's just recently. People have been chasing me all the time. After all, I'm so good, but this one is more stubborn. A while ago I was injured and hospitalized. He said congratulations on my discharge and gave me a small thing."

He looked helpless, and said in a low tone: "Look, who would have thought that he gave me a watch worth more than 300 million yuan, but this is not the most expensive gift I have ever received, it's so trivial~"

In front of Song Wanting, his self-esteem and vanity will rise and rise uncontrollably, which makes him run the train with his mouth full, but he doesn't want to bow his head.

If you can afford it, and I can receive it, it's a tie...

The young man secretly comforted himself in this way.

Song Wanting looked at him with deep meaning, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Oh~ Then this suitor is really generous, generous and considerate, and pays attention to etiquette, he must be a very good person."

Ren Er: ...

Why do you suddenly start praising someone who doesn't exist?

Song Wanting is so easy to praise others?Then why does he never praise himself!

I'm not very happy.

But he always felt that Song Wanting's light-colored eyes had seen through him, and pointed anxiously outside: "Stop."

The car stopped in the mottled shadows under the trees on the side of the road, and Ren Er said "I'll get you the reward." He got out of the car in a hurry.

Song Wanting watched him dangling his long legs into a cold drink shop.

So he was showing off to himself just now?

Show off that someone is willing to give him a 300 million watch?

That's mine - big fool.

Shaking his head and smiling helplessly, the little boy is too immature, and he looks immature too, the little milk on his face has not completely receded, he suddenly thought of a question, is Ren Er an adult?

Although he is very big, if you only look at his face, he will give you the impression that he is about 1.7 meters long and looks like he is seventeen or eighteen years old, and his IQ, Song Wanting thinks that ten years old can't be more.

Just thinking about it, Ren Er came out of the store mysteriously, with his hands behind his back, he was the only one in the street wearing short sleeves, the pure white short sleeves were shining in the bright sky, his face was jumping with joy Jumping and breaking into the continuous shadow of the trees.

Song Wanting squinted, looking expressionlessly at the little Jiujiu jumping up and down on his head, as well as the row of bright earrings, and suddenly remembered the earring he had photographed, it would look good on him.

The mottled tree shadows and the broken sky have become the best decorations. He is like a carefree, bright and flamboyant boy walking into the oil painting, making this oil painting a priceless treasure.

Ren Er, who is not annoying, is really a bit likable.

When Ren Er passed by the car, Song Wanting's eyelashes slightly pressed down, and he looked away without a trace.

After getting into the car, Ren Er remained mysterious and paid attention to the sense of ceremony, and said in a serious manner: "Close your eyes."

Song Wanting muttered something childish in his heart, but he closed his eyes cooperatively.

Seeing that he was so cooperative, Ren Er thought that if he was always so obedient, he would be quite likable.

Looking at the person in front of him with his eyes closed, he is so handsome that he can't find any faults. It's his favorite face. He himself is a bit delicate. He prefers Song Wanting's appearance, which is very handsome and matches his figure.

Carefully took out the reward on the back, with a sense of ritual in his mouth: "clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang clang!"

Song Wanting's thin eyelids trembled: "You are humming a wedding march."

Ren Er became angry: "You don't care what I hum, open your eyes."

Song Wanting opened his eyelids, and an ice cream mixed with red and green appeared in his sight. His face changed suddenly, and his body instinctively leaned towards the car door to distance himself from the ice cream.

Looking at Ren Er with complicated eyes, he didn't understand why he took ice cream as a reward, why it was ice cream.

Ren Er didn't notice what was wrong with him, and sent the ice cream over: "Eat it quickly, it will melt in a while."

This is the ice cream you've been talking about all night.

But Song Wanting didn't take the ice cream, but pushed it away with a serious face: "I don't eat ice cream."

Ren Er thought he was embarrassed, and stubbornly put the ice cream in his hand: "Eat it, what are you pretending to do, there is no age distinction for eating ice cream, besides, I am the only one in this car besides you."

Song Wanting's fingers touched the crisp cone of ice cream, as if he had touched something terrible, he waved his arm violently, and shouted: "I said I won't eat it!"

The top half of the ice cream was blown out by him, and some of it splashed onto Ren Er's face.

The atmosphere, which was still very happy and harmonious before, dropped to freezing point in an instant.

Song Wanting was also a little stunned, looking at Ren Er's stiff face, his wrist hurt, and he hesitated to speak several times.

Although Ren Er's face is very handsome, but his eyes are very dangerous.

Ren Er has never encountered such a thing, what is it called?

Hot face and cold ass?

How dare he!

He grabbed Song Wanting by the collar and dragged him over. He actually thought he was cute for a few seconds just now. There is no one more annoying than Song Wanting in this world.

Song Wanting looked at his uncertain face, is he going to hit himself?With Ren Er's temper, he would definitely hit him.

Ren Er suddenly raised his other hand towards him, Song Wanting's eyelids trembled, Ren Er understood this reaction very well, Song Wanting was afraid of him.

He deserves to be an old man who is strong on the outside but hard on the inside.

"What are you shaking, I won't hit you."

"If you hit me, I will call the police."

Ren Er snorted: "Apart from scaring me with the police, what else would you do?"

Song Wanting also refused to admit defeat: "Calling the police is the legal right of every citizen..."

Before he finished speaking, Ren Er swung his hand towards him again, he instinctively shook again, and subconsciously turned his head away.

Ren Er's hand stopped in front of his face, and he smiled recklessly: "Look at you, no wonder it is said that men are old only with a hard mouth."

Song Wanting's guilt about knocking his ice cream away just now was gone, his eyelids sank and raised, and he suddenly raised his hand and threw it at Ren Er.

Ren Er didn't even bat an eyelid, and grabbed Song Wanting's wrist neatly, so that he couldn't move any more, and stared sharply at the unwilling Song Wanting: "Mr. Attack me, next life."

Shaking off Song Wanting's hand, he let go of his skirt and pushed him back: "I'm hungry, treat me to dinner."

Song Wanting rubbed his pinched wrist, a big fool with great strength, he gritted his teeth: "I'm not a charitable person, I don't give food to others."

"Tsk! Your mouth is really bad." Ren Er glared at him: "You knocked my ice cream flying, you have to make it up to me."

I bought it for you with good intentions, no conscience!It cost him more than 30 yuan, and his total was less than 500 yuan.

Song Wanting directly took out 100 yuan from his wallet and threw it to him: "Get out of the car."

Ren Er couldn't bear his way of dumping people with money, and leaned back rascally: "I won't get out of the car today, either you treat me to a meal to compensate me, or the two of us just spend it like this."

Anyway, he has a lot of time, so he doesn't believe that he can't control this broken pavilion. It's so cool to see his face turning blue and white.

After the two stalemate for a while, Song Wanting leaned over and opened the box in front of the passenger seat, and threw the tissue inside to Ren Er: "Clean up the car."

Ren Er pulled out a piece of paper to wipe his face, then threw the paper to the back row: "It's not me who did it."

Song Wanting was so angry that he took a deep breath, and was about to step on the gas pedal to leave, but with the tip of his tongue touching his cheek, he turned the key with a click, and leaned back badly.

Ren Er looked at him in a daze: "What are you doing?"

Song Wanting straightened his collar: "My longest record is that I haven't eaten for three days."

Ren Er understands that this is going to waste him, this man is really naive at his age.

He snorted: "It's nothing if you don't eat. I used to go without food for five or six days. I'll give you a good one. I can record three days without peeing."

Song Wanting turned his head to look at him, and looked down very bluntly: "Then you may be really sick."