turn a rival into a wife

Jiang Mian's mouth was wide open in shock. He had never heard anyone describe Ting Ge as cute, because Ting Ge had nothing to do with these two words, either in terms of appearance or character.

For a moment, he didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Song Wanting straightened the picked up collar, gave Ren Er a hard look, turned around to face Jiang Mian, and the spring breeze immediately said, "Mian Mian, the banquet is about to start, I'll go there first."

Ren Er looked at the smile on his face, it turned out that he was very funny, so why didn't he give himself a smiling face.

Jiang Mian blinked his eyes. Brother Ting was not angry. It seemed that the relationship between the two was very good. He could accept Ren Er's saying that he was cute. He immediately pulled Ren Er's arm and dragged him to Song Wanting's side: "Ren Er You go with Brother Ting, I'm afraid you won't be able to find a seat."

He turned his head so quickly that he had already entered the bathroom cubicle without seeing the transient expressions of the two people.

Ren Er felt that it was indeed wrong for him to do something just now, but he just yanked the broken pavilion and didn't hit him, and he didn't need to apologize so formally.

Just talk first and give him a step down.

Just as he was thinking about how to speak, the sound of pattering footsteps quickly walked away. When he raised his eyes, Song Wanting was already 200 meters away from him, and he was walking with wind. It should be said or not, she looked like a model, which was pretty good-looking.

He quickly chased after him, but he didn't wait in front of him.

"Don't follow me!" Song Wanting snorted.

Ren Er's self-esteem was hurt by his dog-chasing tone, and he clenched his fists loudly, but he still didn't greet Song Wanting in the end.

Song Wanting is about 1.8 meters tall, with a good figure and wide shoulders and long legs. Compared with Jiang Mian, he is indeed tall, but compared with him, he is a bit petite.

The point is that this person's temperament feels very fragile, and he seems to be bullying him with his hands, and he still has an arm hanging.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, walked two steps quickly, bumped into Song Wanting's uninjured shoulder and passed him, and walked forward in a ruffian manner with two long legs dangling.

Song Wanting was shaken by the bump, the expression on that perfect face finally collapsed, and followed Ren Er's back with knife eyes, no one had ever angered him to such an extent.

Sooner or later he will teach him to be a man!

Ren Er came to the banquet hall again, but there was no one there, only some staff members were busy, one of them saw him with a blank face, and reminded: "Hello, the birthday party is going to the charity auction. , the guests have already moved to the auction hall, this way please."

Ren Er nodded and said thank you, there is still a charity auction?

He turned his head to look at the banquet hall again, it was the top one in the city, although he was a little surprised when he knew the address.

Now it seems that Mianmian may have more money than he imagined.

The tail of the dog's eyes drooped down. He was angry just now and now he is a little bored. If Mianmian is as rich as that broken pavilion, even if it is only half as rich as the broken pavilion, he is still very rich.

A poor boy like him...

"Guest, what is your name?"

"Ah? Ah... Ren Er."

The staff checked the catalog list, found the seat corresponding to Ren Er's name, and led him there.

The lighting in the auction hall was dim, and after Ren Er sat down, he realized that Song Wanting's was next to his name tag on the table. He immediately wanted to walk away, but then he thought, why should he leave.

It's not that he doesn't want to see him, he just sits here!

Just block him!

Within 2 minutes, there was an annoyed inhalation sound in his ear, and he didn't need to look to know that the broken pavilion was coming.

He didn't speak, he raised his name tag and put it down again.

The meaning is simple: Lao Tzu's seat is here.

The chair next to him was pulled away, and Song Wanting sat down gracefully with one arm hanging, and greeted the other three people.

Before the auction officially started, they chatted quietly.

Ren Er is a pure outsider, turning the glass boredly, what Song Wanting said went straight into his ears, saying that Mr. Wang's temperament is most suitable for sapphire, clean and deep, as wide as the sky and as wide as the sea as deep.

He raised his eyelids, glanced at Mr. Wang opposite, his face was greasy like a roast pig, and he believed it was true: "Really?"

Song Wanting: "Wang always doesn't believe Wanting's vision?"

Mr. Wang immediately denied it: "No, no, Mr. Song, don't get me wrong, your..."

"Ah."

Ren Er's abrupt and piercing cold snort made both Song Wanting and President Wang look over at him, but he was still turning the cup in his hand and didn't notice it.

The scene was embarrassing for a moment, Mr. Wang's face turned black, and he was about to ask a question, Song Wanting stepped forward: "This is the first time Mr. Wang has come to Mianmian's birthday party."

Mr. Wang moved his mouth and turned his eyes away from Ren Er. He was not qualified to participate in the birthday party of Mr. Jiang's family before, and he only got in this year.

Song Wanting was reminding him not to cause trouble.

Nodding to Song Wanting, he was in no mood to continue the chat, and even turned his body to the other side.

Song Wanting gritted his teeth secretly: "What's wrong with you!"

Ren Er stopped turning the cup, and looked at him blankly, not understanding why he suddenly scolded himself again, he was not chatting with that roast pig.

The dog stared at him: "You scolded me again."

Song Wanting murmured in his heart that I still want to beat you, why are you innocent and wronged here.

But in order not to disturb Mian Mian's birthday party, he slightly tilted his head in Ren Er's direction and lowered his voice: "Do you know how to be polite? We are chatting, why are you laughing at him?"

Ren Er also turned around to face him, with one hand on the back of the chair and the other on the table: "You..."

Song Wanting kicked him as soon as he said a word: "Hold down."

Ren Er was kicked and grinned. Today he scolded himself twice and kicked himself. He is really lawless.

With his small fart sound, he straightened his neck and stuck it to Song Wanting's ear, and the hair on his ear pierced his face: "Mr. Song, you think you are my wife, and you are meddling with me." , I never fucked you."

Song Wanting didn't expect him to come so close suddenly, even his ears could feel his lips, they were so soft and full, so hot that he turned his head away suddenly, and his neck made a creaking sound.

Ren Er squinted at his reaction, with a smug smile on his face, and his legs were shaking. This is the only way to deal with people like them who pretend to be gentle and noble.

Song Wanting ran through Ren Er's words in his head, it was extremely vulgar!

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Ren Er liked to see him deflated.

The auction also officially started, and the lights in the seats became darker.

Ren Er looked at the stage, seriously doubting that the light could blind the host's eyes.

The first item to be auctioned is a painting. The point is that it is not a painting of a celebrity, but it was painted by a child, and the painting is very ugly.

But the starting price is still [-].

Ren Er looked around in a blink of an eye, and then realized that the people sitting here are not guests, but a group of people who have been taken advantage of.

But the charity auction... He picked up the introduction book on the table, opened it, and looked at it. All the auction funds will be donated to the construction school in the mountain village.

That's a group of kind-hearted bullies.

He is not interested in those things and has no money to buy them, so he twists and turns them boringly.

Song Wanting couldn't help but pay attention to him, and he was not blind.

When he saw Ren Er take out a lollipop from his pocket, glance left and right, and then carefully peel off the candy wrapper, he was frightened by the salad sound from the candy wrapper again and again.

He felt like he was mad at him—so stupid.

Ren Er lowered his head to the table, and was about to stuff the candy into his mouth. The sudden sound of the falling hammer frightened him, and the candy fell. He was ashamed to leave a lollipop here, and was discovered What a shame.

Push the chair back to open up some space, and put your hand under Song Wanting's chair.

Although he felt that he was very careful, he had already attracted the attention of some people around him. He didn't feel those gazes. Song Wanting felt them all for him. He was never so embarrassed.

Quietly raised his foot and kicked towards Ren Er, just as Ren Er was about to reach the candy, Song Wanting's foot kicked over, attracting his attention, because Song Wanting was sitting with his legs crossed, so his trousers It will be stretched upwards to reveal a little ankle.

With such a movement, the trousers ran up a little more.

Ren Er narrowed his eyes, he seemed to have seen something strange, completely forgot about the sugar, grabbed Song Wanting's trouser leg and pulled it up.

"Squeak—" The chair rubbed against the ground and made a screeching sound, which not only attracted everyone's attention, but also the light.

Song Wanting's mouth was tightened into a straight line, Ren Er was still bent over and looked up at him, his angle of view was different from others.

Song Wanting at this moment is a shining person to him, his whole body is glowing, dazzling his eyes.

He thinks that Song Wanting is the type who looks better the more he looks at him, and of course, his temper is also the type that gets worse the more he gets along.

Song Wanting's expression returned to normal in a second, and he raised his hand: "50."

The auctioneer struck the hammer, and Song Wanting sat back calmly.

Ren Er also sat up straight again, he found something interesting, tilted his head close to Song Wanting, his eyes fell on the auction item on the stage, it was an earring.

His eyes are bright and pretty, and several earrings hang down like wind chimes, and the bottom is inlaid with red stones, which are small in proportion but are the finishing touch.

"Mr. Song, you really can't be judged by appearances. Look at you every day. The clothes are quite conservative, and the clothes are wild enough." Although he said a fart before, he still lowered his voice when he opened his mouth.

Song Wanting also looked at the stage with a smile on his face. Although he really wanted to push the head next to him away, his mouth hardly moved: "Are you hysterical?"

The auctioneer struck the hammer three times, and finally the earring was sold at a price of 50 yuan by Song Wanting.

Song Wanting nodded slightly.

"Stop pretending." Ren Er glanced at Song Wanting's leg and rubbed it with his foot: "I saw what you're wearing on your leg just now, Mr. Song is wearing it so affectionately on this occasion. Interesting, are you too courageous or too lonely~”

Ren Er's voice became lower and lower, and what he said was indecent, like a flame burning into Song Wanting's ears, causing him to move his legs aside.

"What do you think will happen if I tell Mianmian?" Gougou stared at Song Wanting badly.

Song Wanting looked at him in a blink of an eye, as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person: "Ignorance is nothing, but it's stupid to show your ignorance all the time."

Stamped her feet: "This is called a sock clip, I think Mianmian will answer you that way."

Ren Er had never heard of this thing, so he didn't believe him: "Don't lie to me, you still need to clip a broken sock."

Song Wanting was too lazy to explain to him.

Not long after, he started to fiddle with his mobile phone. Ren Er opened an app, searched for socks clips, and a bunch of men's thighs appeared on the screen in an instant, and he frowned.

But the thing on the socks of these men is indeed similar to Song Wanting's.

The difference is that Song Wanting's legs are smooth and beautiful.

It really opened his eyes, there really is such a thing, this is not idle and nothing to do, he slid down two more times, his head couldn't help but move back, and distanced himself from the phone.

Another novelty appeared on the screen, similar to a sock clip, but tied around the thigh.

This is a bit bitter.in love.

He read the words: "Shirt clip..."

He couldn't help turning his eyes to Song Wanting. He was wearing a shirt, and his eyes moved downstream like a thief and stopped on Song Wanting's lap. Could it be that he was also wearing a shirt clip?

According to the picture on the phone, the appearance of Song Wanting wearing this thing can't help popping up in his head.

The Adam's apple rolled silently, and his eyes rolled back and forth several times on the phone and Song Wanting's legs. It was not clear whether he had not suppressed his curiosity or his impulse, so he stretched out his hand extremely suddenly, and pressed it on Song Wanting's lap. On Ting's leg, he really felt something like a clip.

Everyone was stunned.

In an instant, a Song Wanting wearing only black socks and a white shirt appeared in his head.

The socks are tall, very thin, and almost transparent when stretched out. They wrap around the slender calves, and there are black sock clips on the upper part, forming a strong contrast with the fair skin.

And on the thigh, there is also a black shirt clip, with a white shirt that barely covers the buttocks.

Song Wanting was still clutching the corners of his shirt with both hands, obviously looking shy but looking straight at him.

Song Wanting opened his hand: "What are you doing!"

Ren Er: "Song Wanting, you are too coquettish!"

Song Wanting blinked twice in confusion, what did he say about himself?