turn a rival into a wife

Song Wanting didn't know what they were winning, but the feeling of Ren Er talking in his ear was...uncomfortable...

Li Shan was still excited about ending Ren Er's eight-game winning streak. When he sat back, he found out that his opponent had changed. He took a look at Song Wanting, he was so handsome.

Gao Si stared at Song Wanting a little puzzled, he seemed to have seen this person somewhere.

Ren Er let go of one hand and pointed to the buttons on the handle to explain to Song Wanting: "This is front, back, left, and right. This is where the moves are made. You can make moves even if you press them casually."

Song Wanting turned his head to one side, Ren Er's breathing was so hot.

His eyes fell on Ren Er's hand. The skeleton of his hand is beautiful, but there are some scars. The top knuckle of the ring finger of his left hand has been kept straight, and it seems that he cannot bend it back.

I also thought of the scar on his ear, how he grew up, how he got so many injuries.

"do you understand?"

Ren Er squinted at Song Wanting, the silver mirror legs were straight across the red ears, and the black hair stubble was densely pressed up, these three colors mixed together...

"You're so sexy wearing glasses."

After speaking, she was taken aback, Song Wanting also looked at him in amazement, why is he so sexy when he wears glasses?

Ren Er looked embarrassed, and his mouth began to loose again: "I'm complimenting you, and sex is also one of your strengths."

Song Wanting: ...

Thanks, not happy.

Ren Er is definitely sick. Last time because of the shirt clip, he told himself once that he hadn't settled the score with him yet.

"Okay, let's start." Ren Er yelled, the game started, and the scandal about sex was exposed.

Song Wanting didn't know what to do, Ren Er pointed at the button: "Press this."

Song Wanting pressed his hand up like a voice-activated puppet.

In the first round, the battle ends in three seconds.

Ren Er blinked, Song Wanting's cooking was beyond imagination, and he coughed awkwardly: "Come on, second round, second round."

After losing 5 games in a row, Ren Er saw that although Song Wanting didn't make a sound, his jaw line was tense, and his back molars were probably about to be crushed.

He was also a little anxious, and had been directing Song Wanting's hand to grab it unknowingly. He stopped talking and directly moved Song Wanting's hand on the handle quickly.

"Win, win!" Ren Er shouted excitedly.

Song Wanting's jawline finally relaxed, and he looked away from the screen. He and Ren Er's hands squeezed together on the small handle. Ren Er's hand could completely cover his hand, and the fingers of the two of them squeezed together. Scattered or stacked together, it looks very ambiguous.

"Are you happy?" Ren Er bumped Song Wanting with his leg, and before waiting for a reply, he followed Song Wanting's line of sight and looked over. The hands of the two couldn't tell which belonged to which, and he was stunned. After getting off, he quickly took his hand away.

Suddenly a little hot.

Li Shan: "I don't accept it! Come again!"

The game started again, this time Ren Er didn't get started, Song Wanting quickly knelt down three times.

Ren Er looked at Li Shan speechlessly, but this guy was focused on the game.

It was Gauss who had sharp eyes and met his gaze, he winked, Gauss sat next to Li Shan, and said quietly: "I advise you, don't win the game or lose your life, the boss is watching you."

Only then did Li Shan wake up, and he lost the game very naturally.

Ren Er saw that the corners of Song Wanting's mouth were slightly raised upwards, very inconspicuously.

He smiled inwardly, he was happy.

His leg was knocked down by Song Wanting, he bent over and listened to his ear, and a pretended indifferent voice floated into his ear: "I won."

He put his hand on the handle, and raised Thumbs up with a whoosh. Thumbs bent down twice as if bowing, and still said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Mr. Song is really~awesome~"

The deep voice seemed to beat a drum in Song Wanting's heart, making him flustered, he pushed Ren Er's hand away and stood up: "You guys play, I'll go first."

Suddenly there was no one in Ren Er's arms and he felt empty: "Let's play for a while, if you think this is boring, let's play something else."

Song Wanting looked at his childish face, as expected, he was still a little kid who knew how to play with all his heart: "I'm still..."

"Let's play for a while." Gauss said suddenly, his eyes rolled: "That's right! Our boss plays billiards. It's not me playing billiards, he's just a professional player. It's a pity that you haven't watched a game."

Li Shan also hurriedly said: "Yes, yes!"

The fat man finally put down the snacks in his hand, grabbed Song Wanting and brought them to the pool table: "Let's play a little longer, everyone is here, it's not too late."

Song Wanting was crowded around the pool table by Ren Er and his younger brothers, even the cue was stuffed into his hand, the service was very good.

Ren Er turned his head and followed them around, thinking that the scene was a bit funny, Song Wanting looked like a Tang monk who had strayed into the goblin cave.

He jumped off the back of the chair, swayed to the pool table, and raised his chin at Song Wanting: "Just play one game."

Song Wanting looked at the others and then walked up to him, his eyes under the lens were a little embarrassed: "I won't."

Ren Er was really surprised this time, and lowered his head: "Apart from work, do you usually have no entertainment?"

"Of course, travel, food, listening to concerts, watching art exhibitions, riding horses, playing golf, racing..."

Ren Er raised his hand to interrupt him: "Okay, I know you have money, you sit there, I play a game and you watch."

Song Wanting sat down on the chair next to the wall, watching Ren Er bend over, hold the pole, and hit each ball into the hole accurately.

Steady and accurate, clean and neat, those eyes are like a wolf ready to go, calm and cruel.

Standing not far in front of him now, leaning sideways against the table, with bent legs and long legs that could almost kill someone, his eyes under the lens narrowed slightly, and he took out a cigarette.

When Ren Er had his bye, he turned his eyes to Song Wanting. He sat there and turned the peeling wall behind him into a work of art. The smoke exhaled from the slightly parted thin lips mixed together.

He couldn't figure out why this person always exudes aura.

Even if his clothes are tight.

Watching him raise his hand to send the cigarette to his mouth, he changed the direction of the cue in his hand and picked it up, blocking Song Wanting's hand sending the cigarette.

Song Wanting looked at him in a blink of an eye and asked.

He raised his eyebrows ferociously, but the cue lightly tapped on Song Wanting's hand.

Song Wanting understood what he meant, and frowned in dissatisfaction.

He directly pushed Song Wanting's hand away with his cue.

The two confronted each other silently, and after a stalemate for a while, Song Wanting was finally defeated and threw the cigarette into the ashtray with a look of displeasure.

Ren Er proudly retracted his cue, and settled the battle with two or three strokes.

Afterwards, Song Wanting came on and let him tee off. Ren Er put his hands on the table to demonstrate: "Yes, spread your hands like this, and put the club on it."

Press Song Wanting's head: "A little lower."

He tugged on Song Wanting's waist again, and it fell apart with one touch: "Straighten the waist and make it flatter."

Gauss frowned, did he make a mistake?Is this how you teach billiards?To teach billiards, you need to hold hands and hug directly from behind!

Li Shan couldn't stand it any longer, and whispered, "Boss can't do it..."

Ren Er looked serious: "Okay, let's kick off."

Song Wanting also had a serious face. Although he was nervous, he pushed the cue straight out. It was true that he hit the ball, but he also made a hole in the good tablecloth.

The audience was dumbfounded.

Song Wanting pursed her lower lip, and put down the cue with a calm face: "Sorry, you guys have to change the table to play, I'll go find the boss."

Gao Si and the others were too embarrassed to continue to drag Song Wanting to play, and several people changed tables in a hurry.

Ren Er grinned, and Song Wanting was also quite awesome.

Catch him: "You don't have to worry about it, I'm in charge of my territory."

Song Wanting was actually suffocated to death, he really lost his face by coming here, he was very unwilling, all blame Ren Erfei for telling him to play some bad games.

Shaking off Ren Er's hand, he went straight to Gauss and the others: "Are you interested in horseback riding? Do you want to go play together?"

Although Gauss and the others wanted to agree immediately, they still asked Ren Er with their eyes.

Ren Er nodded, and they happily agreed.

Song Wanting was also satisfied: "Then you guys continue to play, I'll go first."

Gao Si and others sent Song Wanting to the door with a smile, and Ren Er continued to follow Song Wanting out of the shop. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Song Wanting was really naive, so he laughed twice: "You want to be in the racecourse?" Get back your face, it's competitive enough."

Song Wanting stopped and looked at him: "There is no businessman who is not invincible."

Ren Ergou rolled his eyes, and his eyes were persuasive: "Then I will threaten you not to let you pursue Mianmian, the aggressive Mr. Song compromised so easily?"

Song Wanting looked at him calmly for two seconds, then turned around and continued to walk forward. This alley is very narrow, full of chess and card rooms, mahjong parlors, canteens, barbershops, massage parlors, etc. It is very lively. And noisy.

Light-colored pupils dangled on these scenes, and the wires on them were like dense nets, trapping people.

A young couple walked towards them, looking tired and crooked.

He rubbed the ring on his index finger, and said slowly: "You fell in love with Mianmian because he saved you, so if...the one who saved you was someone else, would you... fall in love with him too?"

Ren Er swayed behind him, almost blocking half of his body, with a completely protective posture: "If it is an old man, uncle, or looks particularly arbitrary, do you think I will like it?"

It was the first time that Song Wanting heard a reasonable sentence from Ren Er, and hesitated for a while: "I'm not an old man, and I'm not considered an uncle... I can look good too..."

With a wave of Ren Er's hand, he held down a child who suddenly came out of the store and almost bumped into Song Wanting, and gave the child a fierce look. The scared child screamed and ran back crying.

"Then if he has a bad personality or has any bad habits, we can't just look at the appearance but pay attention to the inside."

Song Wanting almost rubbed off the gems on the ring: "Character..."

"Besides, I didn't like Mianmian because he saved me."

Song Wanting stopped rubbing the ring.

Ren Er continued: "Mian Mian is the kindest, gentle, considerate and warm person I have ever met, like a little sun that can bring light and hope."

He looked at the sky, plunged into his own world, and murmured: "I like people who can bring light and hope."

Song Wanting stepped into a puddle, and the splashed mud stained his clean trousers.

Ren Er came back to his senses, and sighed sincerely: "You are such an adult that you can fall into the pit while walking. In vain, you cleaned up so well today."

He felt that although Song Wanting's clothes were similar to usual today, they were a little different. The color changed from dark to warm light, and she also wore a small delicate brooch and glasses.

Anyway, it feels like a lot of thought has gone into it.

Song Wanting shook his trousers, and replied lukewarmly: "Wear whatever you want."

Ren Er pouted, that's right, he reckoned that Song Wanting would look good in a sack, looking at his tall back, his walking posture was also good-looking, elegant and calm.

But there are many unspeakable marks on such a body. He stared at the collar that tightly covered his neck, and his gaze became deeper and deeper: "You wanted to pursue Mianmian before, so I slept with you. The one on the bed People... what is your relationship?"

"Have you maintained this relationship for a long time? Are you P. You? He is also Mianmian's type? You only like Mianmian's type?"

After asking a bunch of questions in a series, he blinked his eyes and felt that his question was a bit strange: "I mean, it's not good for you, very bad, since you like Mianmian, you shouldn't..."

Song Wanting stopped suddenly, turned around, and stared at Ren Er with the cold and hard lenses that made the eyes look even more alienated: "It has nothing to do with you. The alley has come to an end, so... there is no need to send it away."

Left without looking back.