turn a rival into a wife

Ren Er realized that everything just now existed only in his own fantasy, what should he do?

Oops, Po Pavilion's eyes are going to kill people!

With a quick brainstorm and an idea, Gougou took out another lollipop, and bared its two rows of white teeth: "I asked you if you want some candy? I don't think you look right, maybe you're a little pale."

Song Wanting stared straight at him just like in his fantasy, but the eyes in the fantasy were full of honey, but in reality the eyes were sharp.

He hurriedly peeled off the candy skin, and held the bright red lollipop to Song Wanting's mouth: "It tastes like Chaotian pepper, just like you."

After all, he was quick-talking just now, and used not-so-good adjectives to refer to others, which was a bit of a curse, so Ren Er's attitude was extraordinarily humble.

Song Wanting tilted his head back, and looked at it with disgust. He could smell the spicy lollipop. What the hell is this, chili-flavored candy?

And why does Chaotianjiao look like him.

There really is something wrong with Ren Er's brain.

Ren Er persevered and sent the candy forward again, only for Song Wanting to shout: "Take it away!"

Ren Er curled his lips and stuffed the candy into his mouth with a twist of his hand. Anyway, he had already expressed his apology, and it was Song Wanting who refused to accept it.

His tongue was stirring the candy in his mouth, and he suddenly remembered what he said just now that the candy looked like Song Wanting.

Isn't he licking Song Wanting now?

Song Wanting still dressed so coquettishly.

The Adam's apple made a thumping sound. Although Song Wanting told herself to ignore him countless times in her heart, she still couldn't help but glanced at him, and saw him take out the candy from his mouth in a panic, and rewrapped it in a candy wrapper. Well, after putting it on the table, I pulled a piece of paper to cover it, like covering a corpse.

Two seconds later, he guessed that he had discovered it too, and quietly pulled the white tissue down a bit, exposing the upper half of the lollipop.

After finishing all this in a naughty manner, he leaned back on the chair with a tsk, and muttered: "The broken pavilion is so annoying..."

They were so close that Song Wanting could hear them clearly.

Gradually clenched the hands on his lap, took a deep breath, he must find a chance to punish him!

Ren Er's sincere sorrow was all because of Song Wanting's sock clips, causing him to know that kind of unscrupulous stuff, and even went to put those weird shapes in his head without authorization.

When Ren Er calmed down, the two of them finally calmed down.

After the auction was over, Ren Er was the first to stand up. He was about to suffocate to death here, and he quickly followed the guidance to the next venue without looking back.

Song Wanting didn't move, but was still secretly digesting the anger in his stomach, beating time with his hands on his legs, and picking a sack for Ren Er in his head.

The birthday party came to the last link, that is, eating, drinking, and self-service mode. Ren Er was really hungry, so he took a plate and didn't picky eaters. As long as it was meat, he would come for two yuan.

Soon there were no more dishes to pile up, so he went to an empty table in the corner to eat, and took two glasses of wine from the passing waiter.

I drank a glass in one gulp, the wine was a bit sweet in the mouth, but it was quite delicious.

He usually drinks beer, and he can drink a case of Snowflake 55OL by himself, and he can walk in a straight line. He is very confident in his drinking capacity, and he can drink two glasses and two sips.

Gogou called a waiter again.

The waiter smiled and stooped to pass the tray towards him.

He chuckled and took the tray off the waiter's hand.

waiter:……

Ren Erbi stroked the dozen or so glasses of wine on the tray: "I'll drink it." He raised his eyebrows confidently at him.

The waiter saw that there were already two empty glasses on the table, and kindly reminded him: "Guest, this wine still has a lot of stamina."

"It's okay, I can drink well." Ren Er still didn't believe it, isn't this just sweet water.

The waiter didn't say anything, just collected the two empty glasses and left.

Ren Er sips meat and wine, and his eyes are still moving. He saw Jiang Mian once in the bathroom today, but he should be very busy on this occasion, so don't cause trouble for him.

Looking at these glamorous people with fake smiles on their faces, it was meaningless, so they got up and got a plate of meat and came back. After eating for a while, they felt a little hot, so they raised their hands to grab the collars, and stopped when they touched the ties.

Song Wanting said that he should dress decently, but he didn't know how to do this tie, so he put down his hands in boredom.

The wine glasses on the table emptied one after another, and he also sat steadily from the beginning, gradually shaking a little, but his position is relatively corner, so he hasn't attracted attention for the time being.

He raised the wine glass to his mouth, but it hit his nose directly, and snorted in pain, the glass slipped down little by little and stuffed it into his mouth, drinking half of it and spilling the other half.

When I put the cup on, my eyes were almost cross-eyed, I aimed at the table, and I muttered: "Why is this table dangling around, hehe~" I laughed silly twice.

"I've caught you." He put down the cup very confidently, and the cup wiped the edge of the table and fell to the ground.

Good thing there was a rug, otherwise he would have murdered an innocent mug.

He felt a little out of breath, and stretched out his hand to grab his neck, but he didn't understand the tie after a couple of tugs, and his rationality had already left home following the alcohol: "Song Wanting...Song Wanting!"

He moaned and yelled, he had to go to Song Wanting, he remembered while propping up on the table, but in the end, his hand slid off the edge of the table, and he fell off the chair with a sway.

When he fell, he yelled.

Now, it's time to pay attention.

He fell between the table and the chair, and everything in sight was doubled.

A nearby waiter came first: "Sir, are you okay?"

"You are so gentle, you are not Song Wanting, you are Mianmian?" Reaching out to grab the waiter: "Mianmian, Song Wanting, I want Song Wanting..."

The waiter took a lot of effort to help him up and put him on a chair. Many people surrounded him, and one of them got closer: "This is too much to drink."

Ren Er pointed at him, pouted in disgust: "You are so ugly, you are not Song Wanting."

The man rolled his eyes and left angrily.

Ren Er scratched the back of the chair, he felt very uncomfortable, his head hurt, he was going to be out of breath, he was going to die.

"I want Song Wanting...Song Wanting..."

Repeating it over and over in his mouth, he almost couldn't open his eyes, and gradually let go of the hand holding the back of the chair.

Jiang Mian ran over quickly, seeing him like this: "Ren Er, why do you drink so much?"

Ren Er nodded his head more than ten times before raising his head, and said inarticulately: "Song Wanting..."

All kinds of conjectures have already appeared in the minds of the crowd who don't know why.

"You want to see Brother Ting, I'll go find it right away." Jiang Mian grabbed a waiter: "Help me take care of him."

He hurried to find Song Wanting, there was no banquet hall, no bathroom, and when he passed the smoking room, he saw Song Wanting sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, his head slightly tilted back, misty smoke diffused with the rise and fall of his chest. Passing the tip of Youyou's nose, a slender cigarette was quietly burning in his hand.

"Brother Ting!"

Song Wanting turned to see him, immediately put out the cigarette in the ashtray, got up and walked towards him: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Mian was a little tired from running, panting heavily: "Ren Er is drunk."

Song Wanting's eyes are full of:?

"He keeps saying he wants to see you."

Song Wanting's head is full of:?

Although he really wanted to refuse, Jiang Mian came to him, and he couldn't find a reason to prevaricate, so he could only follow Jiang Mian back to the banquet hall. Looking at the group of people in the corner, he felt something was wrong. a feeling of.

Even he was a little hesitant to take the steps to go out at this moment.

"Everyone, give way." Jiang Mian yelled to open the way ahead.

The crowd of onlookers turned their heads together, and their eyes were all fixed on Song Wanting. Song Wanting gritted his teeth secretly, his face remained calm, but he almost caught all those gazes from the corner of his eye.

It's really wonderful. It is estimated that Song Wanting will become an after-dinner talk in the circle recently.

And it's all thanks to this...

The gnashing of teeth in Song Wanting's heart stopped suddenly, Ren Er lay on the back of the chair with his arms pillowed, his young and tender face full of collagen was flushed, his eyes were half closed, it could be seen that he must be very uncomfortable now, with his eyes open Breathing through his mouth, he pronounced his name stickily.

It's such a big one, it's always pitiful when it's not annoying.

Jiang Mian ran over and pushed Ren Er: "Ren Er, Brother Ting is here."

Ren Er raised his head in a daze, and turned his unfocused eyes for a long time before finally fixing on Song Wanting.

Song Wanting looked normal, but don't worry about being nervous. If Ren Er dared to say nonsense, he would send him to reincarnation without putting him in a sack, and let him rush to the next life to try to be a good person.

"Song Wanting..."

Song Wanting took a step forward and came in front of Ren Er, raised his hand halfway, ready to gag him at any time.

Ren Er raised his hand and shook it for a few times before grabbing the tie, "You untie it for me, I can't untie it..." The corners of his mouth were pitifully slumped down, and there was an intoxicating smell of alcohol in his eyes, which were a little moist. The dog's eyes are more than 100 times wronged than usual.

Song Wanting's pupils shook violently twice.

Ren Er couldn't sit still and rushed towards him. His hand who was about to gag subconsciously supported Ren Er, and Ren Er's head was pressed against his chest: "I'm going to die...it's all because of you...I Even if I die, I will pull you as a backup."

"Pfft—" Jiang Mian, who watched the whole process from the sidelines, couldn't help laughing: "So he went to Brother Ting just to untie his tie, but he's so drunk, let's send him upstairs to rest first."

As he spoke, he looked towards Song Wanting, of course Song Wanting couldn't be allowed to do this kind of work, and motioned for the waiter to help him, but the waiter's hand just touched Ren Er, and Ren Er threw it away.

He hugged Song Wanting tightly and shouted, "Don't let me die by myself!"

Everyone was stunned.

If Ren Er felt it now, he would feel that his arm was about to be cut off by Song Wanting, but the alcohol made his body's reaction dull.

In order not to continue to be ashamed here, Song Wanting could only drag the guy who was going to die with him, and sent him to the upstairs room with Jiang Mian.

He sat on the edge of the bed with sweat on his brow, Ren Er still hugged his waist tightly.

Jiang Mian was puzzled, what to do, he didn't have time to waste here, and after that, he would have to take pictures with the guests.

Song Wanting saw him look at his watch a few times, and now he didn't want to go down, those gossiping gazes were bothering him: "Mianmian, go get busy, I'll just leave him to me."

"Brother Ting, are you okay?"

Song Wanting showed a smile without the slightest warmth: "It's okay, I will definitely handle him well."

Dealing with two words made him bite extra hard.

But Jiang Mian didn't notice anything wrong: "Then please trouble Brother Ting, I'll come over as soon as I finish my work."

"Go ahead, don't worry."

After Jiang Mian left, Song Wanting tried to pull Ren Er's hand twice, but he still didn't pull it away. Angrily, he raised his hand and gave Ren Er a slap, but despite his ruthless posture, he didn't make any noise. When it's time to touch it, it's still hard.

Embarrassed to slap him in the face, angry for doing nothing, staring at the hand holding her for a long time, the sleeve ran up a section, revealing a strong arm.

He took out the lighter from his pocket and burned all the hairs on Ren Er's arm. While burning, he pursed his lips and grinned, looking like a devil.

Although it didn't burn Ren Er, the high temperature finally made Ren Er let go of his hand, turned over and lay down on the side.

He got up and was about to run.

"Uh……"

There was a suffocating sound behind him, and he turned his head. Ren Er was hanging himself with one hand on his tie, and his tongue was stretched out.

Stamp your feet in anger.

What kind of fool is this!

I had no choice but to go back and open Ren Er's hand again. Seeing the tightly strangled tie gave me a headache, my nails hurt, and finally took the tie off Ren Er's neck.

Facing the red marks on Ren Er's neck for a while, he was cruel enough to himself.

Just when he was about to leave for the second time, he was thrown down by Ren Er, a hungry tiger.

Ren Er is now completely drunk to death, no longer thinking about dying with him, his body is like a mountain, Song Wanting struggled twice, not to mention his head was a little dizzy even if he didn't get up.

Tonight, he also drank a lot of alcohol in socializing, just now he went to smoke to sober up, and Jiang Mian found him just after taking a sip.

Now the strength of wine is starting to rise, the comfortable bed, and Ren Er's body that is as warm as a stove, he is naturally afraid of the cold, otherwise he wouldn't have covered himself to the point where only his face and face were left in the early autumn Hands are still exposed.

Moreover, the smell of alcohol exhaled by Ren Er was floating around his head, constantly aggravating his dizziness.

Originally, he wanted to rest for a while and continue to struggle, but he fell asleep directly after the rest.

About two hours later, the door of the room was opened cautiously, and Jiang Mian, who had finished her work, looked inside, and was dumbfounded when she saw the scene on the bed.

Immediately after, the corner of the mouth was shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

Brother Ting, who is usually full of sense of elders, actually huddled in Ren Er's arms very obediently. Ren Er's chin rested on Brother Ting's head, and his arms wrapped around Brother Ting's waist, wrapping his arms around his back.

Another leg hit Brother Ting's leg.

There was a feeling of wanting to embed Brother Ting into his body.

Jiang Mian couldn't resist taking out her phone to take a picture, then tiptoed away, and turned off a few lights thoughtfully.

The sun and the moon alternated quietly, and the hot sunlight fell on Ren Er's butt through the window. He slowly opened and closed his eyes, and opened them again after more than ten minutes.

I looked around blankly, rubbed my head with a headache and sat up, touched something on the bed with my hand, picked it up and saw it was a bow.

He shook his head, no, Song Wanting said it was called a bow tie.

Disgusted, he threw it away, yawned and stretched for a while, and he became more refreshed. He must have been in the hotel. After getting out of bed, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, and returned according to the original route, without even turning his head.

After getting dressed, he left.

In the elevator, I sent a message to Jiang Mian: Sorry, I caused you trouble yesterday.

When he got out of the elevator, he bumped into a group of people, and he felt that their expressions were a bit inexplicable, not only them, everyone he met along the way would look at him more.

He stroked his hair triumphantly, his handsomeness does not allow him to keep a low profile.

After taking a taxi back home, he woke up Gao Si who was still asleep on the sofa, and said in a daze, "Boss, you are back." He turned over and sat up within two seconds.

Ren Er, who was changing shoes at the door, was startled: "What are you doing?"

Gauss laughed out loud: "Boss, your face...hahaha——"

"What's wrong with my face?" Ren Er didn't change his shoes in doubt, and went to the bathroom. He knew what happened to his face. There was a vivid little bastard on his face, which was still drawn with green pens.

"Fuck! Who is so vicious!" He said why people surprised him with handsome eyes today, which is not the same as usual.

Quickly recalling his limited memory of last night, he settled on that tie.

"Song Wanting!!!"

He was so angry that he took out his phone and sent Jiang Mian another message: Mianmian, Song Wanting took care of me last night, he left early today, I haven't had time to say thank you to him, can you Give me his cell phone number?

Jiang Mian quickly sent her cell phone number and said: Sorry, I was busy just now.

He didn't even bother to answer a polite word, and directly dialed Song Wanting's phone number.

"Hello, who is it?"

The clear and cold voice, just three words made Ren Er's anger rest for a second, but it was only a second.

"Song Wanting!!!" The veins on his forehead popped out as he roared.

But there was no movement on the other side, he took the phone away and looked——

Fuck!

hang up.

Call back again.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off and cannot be connected temporarily, sorry..."

Ren Er's hands were shaking, this guy blocked him.