turn a rival into a wife

Song Wanting's complexion didn't become ugly but became serious. Liu Heyi said that Ren Erhe absolutely couldn't bear it: "Section Chief Liu, please don't judge my lover."

He stood up and took off the ring on his hand: "If you insult my lover again, I will also use a man's way to solve the problem with you."

Liu Heyi looked at his posture and couldn't believe it: "Are you going to fight me for him? You even want to use fighting to solve the problem now. When did you become so rough, it must be..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Wanting grabbed his collar by the collar, just like when he and Ren Er had a bad relationship, he was dragged by Ren Er's neck again and again.

This can be regarded as being pulled out of the experience.

Sharp eyes stared at Liu Heyi's injured face: "If you can't respect my boyfriend, the relationship between you and me will remain between the boss and the employee, nothing else."

After speaking, Liu Heyi let go.

Liu Heyi was still in shock and astonishment, he couldn't accept it and couldn't believe it: "Wanting, you have been turned into this by him now, don't you know, Xiaoyu will never want you to find a man like this Friend, I have been taking pictures for Xiao Yu all these years..."

"To shut up."

If Song Wanting was serious before, then he is cold and stern now, categorically saying every word: "No one can replace him."

Liu Heyi also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and explained: "I am not replacing Xiaoyu, no one can replace him." The last sentence he said was very lonely, just before he seemed to be arguing with Song Wanting The drive to win or lose is gone.

He straightened his collar: "Think about it for yourself."

After he left, Song Wanting took out a cigarette, leaned back wearily, and carefully opened the memory he had treasured.

In the garden, a very beautiful little boy ran to a beautiful and elegant woman, grabbed the woman's arm, raised his head and said innocently: "Mom, my brother is a little pigeon. He calls his brother and brother all day long."

The woman gently wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and squatted down: "That's because my younger brother likes you, so does Yuyu like my younger brother?"

The little boy nodded seriously: "I like it."

"How much do you like it?"

The little boy thought for a while and raised the small plane in his hand: "I can give the plane to my brother to play with."

After finishing speaking, he ran to the younger brothers who couldn't walk: "Brother, brother will play with you on the plane."

The younger brother climbed onto the boy's body when he didn't play with the plane, and his little hands grabbed the milk from his mouth.Mouth: "Brother, brother, hug, hug."

Song Wanting threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, rubbed his temples and returned to the office. As soon as he opened the door, Ren Er who was on the sofa turned his head with a swish, very sensitive.

Ren Er quickly came to him and explained what happened just now, feeling a little uneasy: "Did I cause you trouble?"

After Song Wanting heard that Liu Heyi did it on purpose, he used this as an excuse to charge Ren Er: "No, this is my private office. They shouldn't have come in without my permission."

Ren Ergou rolled his eyes and grabbed Song Wanting's hand: "But I didn't ask for your permission."

Song Wanting smiled: "What's mine is yours, you don't need my permission, why don't you memorize materials in the company today?"

Ren Er happily told Song Wanting all the things he had answered. When he was about to finish speaking, he felt that he was a little too excited, so he restrained his emotions. He had to be steady, and he wanted to become a mature man.

Become a mature man who can talk with Song Wanting about contracts and work.

After hearing this, Song Wanting raised his hand and rubbed his head: "You son of a bitch is so powerful." Since he called out the son of a dog in a daze last time, now he occasionally calls him directly.

At first Ren Er was not willing to listen, especially when Song Wanting called him that every time, he rubbed his chin teasingly and pinched his face, so sorry.

But Song Wanting couldn't hold back his nice voice.

And he will secretly revenge back, for example, he will say that your son is fucking you, Mr. Song.

At this time, he really likes the title of pup, it's exciting.

Ren Er, who just wanted to be a mature and stable man, lost his stability immediately because of RUA. He hugged Song Wanting and put his head on him, rubbing against Song Wanting's face. Both of them had static electricity in their hair and got tangled together.

Song Wanting had already discovered that Ren Er's clinginess was getting worse.

He originally thought it was a ferocious wolf dog, but when he led him into the house, he found that he was basically a puppy except for fighting and sleeping.

I have to cling to the little milk dog he let him coax.

Hold his head down: "Okay, my hair is going to fall off, wait for me a little longer, I'll leave early today, and have hot pot tonight."

Ren Er immediately twisted several times excitedly: "Hot pot! Hot pot!"

In the evening, the two of them got a small table and moved it next to the floor-to-ceiling windows. The heat ran to the window, and it already felt like early winter. Their legs were placed under the small table, stacked together in a mess.

Ren Er was in charge of destroying the meat, and Song Wanting was in charge of destroying the vegetables. From time to time, the two clinked glasses. Gradually, Song Wanting's face turned a little red, his eyes became blurred, and his voice rose a notch.

Ren Er's bright eyes looked at him giggling, guessing that Song Jiaojiao was going to play.

Song Wanting propped his elbows on the table, with chopsticks in his mouth, staring at the meatballs rolling around in the pot: "I want to eat meatballs."

Ren Er deliberately teased him: "Then you eat."

Song Wanting pursed his lips and then opened his mouth: "I want you to feed me, ah—" Honghong's mouth opened mechanically, really motionless waiting to be fed.

Just as Ren Er brought a ball to his mouth, he pursed his lips in dissatisfaction and snorted: "It's hot, blow it."

"Blow it yourself."

Song Wanting shrugged his shoulders, put down his chopsticks and hands: "No!" He was about to cry because he was wronged, and muttered: "Brother, he gave me all the bragging."

Ren Er raised his eyebrows, but didn't hear clearly: "He? Who?"

He walked over and sat down next to Song Wanting, and blew the balls: "The balls are ready, I will feed you whoever you say."

Song Wanting just stared at the meatballs like a greedy cat, his head soaked in alcohol had already forgotten what he said just now: "I want to eat meatballs! I want to eat meatballs!"

As soon as he acted like a baby, Ren Er was helpless for the time being.

The meatballs made Song Wanting's cheeks bulge, Ren Er looked at him with a good look, he had only drank two glasses of red wine, his alcohol capacity is really not good.

But who is he!

Let him get drunk like this and remember it!

And even fed him meatballs, and gave him blowjobs!

Ren Er was going to blow himself up.

Song Wanting managed to eat the meatballs but was still wronged: "Why don't you give me meat."

Ren Er hugged him viciously, and pinched his cheek: "What kind of meat do you want to eat, he will still feed you meat, right?"

Song Jiaojiao stared at the bubbling hot pot with dazed eyes, there was still a lot of food floating on it, and she didn't listen to what Ren Er was saying.

Ren Er squeezed his chin with burning eyes and turned his face around, rubbing his thumb against his red lips: "Is this mouth wanting to eat meat, or—"

Song Jiaojiao was sticking to the damp window due to the difference in indoor and outdoor temperatures. The soup in the hot pot was almost half cooked. Ren Er kept feeding him meat and asked him: " Say it or not! Song Wanting!"

Song Jiaojiao didn't answer, he tried hard to stick to the window, only felt that the window was cool, but he was a little drunk and always unstable, finally touched the cool window above and slid down again.

Seeing him ignoring him, Ren Er was so angry that he stopped feeding him, picked up Song Wanting's wine glass on the table, and drank the rest of the wine, only then noticed that the hot pot was almost dry, and turned off the fire .

After a while, Song Jiaojiao looked back dissatisfied: "I want to eat meat."

Ren Er poured another glass of wine, annoyed: "You eat by yourself."

Song Jiaojiao seemed to be angry with him and muttered: "You can eat by yourself." He slowly stopped feeding him with Ren Er, and grabbed the meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ren Er's Adam's apple rolled down, this Song Wanting is trying to die!And he still hasn't told himself who that person is!

Holding the wine glass: "Do you want to drink?"

Song Jiaojiao was so drunk that she didn't have the strength to eat any more, she lay down lazily, her head stuck to the carpet: "Drink."

Ren Er gulped the red wine into his mouth, but he couldn't drink much and spit out some, the red wine overflowed his fair skin.

Ren Er viciously blocked his mouth quickly to prevent him from spitting out again, who told him that he was still thinking about others!

He wants to punish him!

The dog was totally pissed off.

Song Wanting's alcohol dissipated little by little with sweat, but he still looked out of the window in a daze, something floated down, and his red eyelids lifted up little by little: "It's snowing."

Ren Er looked up and saw that it was really snowing. At the beginning, there were only a few scattered snowflakes, but when it fell to the level of the line of sight, it was already full of snowflakes.

Song Wanting turned her head, a little excited: "This is our first winter together, the first snow."

Ren Er's heart was pounding, and he bit his shoulder angrily: "I advise you not to do this again, it is very dangerous for you to do so."

Song Wanting felt that he was in danger.

Seeing that he was sober, Ren Er continued to ask him: "Who is that person you just mentioned?"

Song Wanting tried hard to suppress his breathing. He was like this when he was awake, trying to maintain his 33-year-old face, but he was a little confused: "Who? What did I say?"

Ren Er gave him a hard lesson: "You're still pretending to be stupid with me, you'd better tell me the truth, or we'll just——endless!"

Song Wanting really didn't remember: "Don't make trouble, tell me what I said first."

Ren Er was aggrieved: "You said you want to eat fish balls, let me brag to you, I tease you, I say you brag yourself, you just say he bragged to you, who is he?"

His eyes widened suddenly: "Is it the pervert who gnawed you like that! What was the relationship between you two before!"

Song Wanting's just sober head wandered for a long time before he remembered that Ren Er still didn't know that the pervert he kept scolding was himself.

When I accidentally blew myself up, I only said that he drank the drugged wine and then they kissed.

He always thought that a kiss was just a kiss.

silly dog.

However, there was only one person who would give him a brawl before, his brother Song Wanyu.

But he didn't want to talk about it, so he changed the subject.

"Stop scolding, that pervert is you."