turn a rival into a wife

Song Wanting felt that in his previous life he might have murdered and set fire, but in this life he met Ren Er.

Looking at those doggy eyes that did not dodge, he snorted softly: "So you still have this side job."

Ren Er is now under the eaves, so he can only ignore his ridicule, take off his hat with his eyes on the glass on the door, take off his clothes and stuff them behind his back.

Song Wanting glanced at his head where the bandages had been removed, leaving a scar of about three centimeters where the hairline on the left forehead was facing the top of the head.

But it doesn't affect his appearance, it's like a specially made shape, and he's quite handsome.

Judging by his flustered appearance, he must be in trouble.

"Mr. Song, so you like this~" Ji Ming, who used to describe Ren Er as a big duck before, couldn't help joking when he saw Ren Er took off his coat and exposed his muscular arms.

Song Wanting slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, and put down the undrinked wine glass in his hand: "That's not true, I just think such a big zero is quite rare, let's play with it."

Ren Er glanced at him, you are number zero, and you have been number zero for three lifetimes.

Ji Ming stared at Ren Er and nodded in agreement: "It's really rare."

Ren Erpi hummed twice with a half-smile, his mouth was a little dry after the fight, he glanced at the wine glass that Song Wanting put down just now, and picked it up bluntly.

"Wait a moment!"

Ren Er looked suspiciously at the man who stopped him. He was a gentle-looking man with glasses, but his eyes were a little pale and dark.

Ren Er: "What's wrong?"

Song Wanting only noticed that the thick-skinned Ren Er was holding his wine glass, but he wasn't excited. Why was Wang Weiran excited?

Wang Weiran helped the frame down, and became the focus of attention in an instant, with an embarrassed expression on his face: "That glass of wine is a toast between Mr. Song and I."

Ren Er shook his wine glass: "Hey, I thought this posture was the two of you sharing wine."

After finishing speaking, he took a stubborn sip and drank it clean

Wang Weiran opened his mouth and hesitated to speak, and put down his hand to stop him little by little, the reflection on the lens concealed his eyes.

Song Wanting observed Wang Weiran calmly, then glanced at the empty wine glass, tilted his head and asked Ren Er in a low voice: "What does the wine taste like?"

Ren Er stared at the door absently: "The smell of wine."

As soon as he finished speaking, a head popped out from behind the glass, and he quickly plunged his head into Song Wanting's leg, as if giving Song Wanting...

Song Wanting's whole body tensed up instantly, his back was straightened up in the casual sitting posture before, his buttocks slightly left the seat, and he sat back uncomfortably.

When Ji Ming saw it, he said, he is so active and playing so wildly!He turned his head and searched for the boy who was accompanying him.

Wang Weiran backed away in shock, and drank a glass of wine with an ugly expression.

Song Wanting lowered his eyes that were about to be completely occupied by anger, and saw Ren Er winking at him with his head turned sideways.

He looked towards the door with feeling, and the door was pushed open a crack, seeing that someone was about to come in, he hurriedly raised his good-looking hand and pressed it on Ren Er's head.

Ren Er was taken aback, seeing Song Wanting's thin lips parted slightly, his eyes blurred, and the hands on his head were still slightly grasping and pinching.

For a moment, he even forgot his current dangerous situation.

The door was pushed open, and two burly men walked in, patrolling with sharp eyes.

Wang Weiran was the only one who "didn't do business", got up and asked, "Who are you?"

Those two people only glanced at him, and after making sure that he was not the target, they ignored him.

Ren Er's mind was wandering again and again, looking at Song Wanting's gray shirt, wondering if he was wearing a shirt clip today.

Song Wanting squinted his eyes, seemingly intoxicated, but he was actually looking at the two people. Seeing that their eyes were fixed on him and Ren Er, he suddenly pressed hard on the motionless Ren Er, and then pulled his hair Pulled his head away, then pressed it down, and groaned a few times in conjunction.

Ren Er's face was buried several times, he could feel the outline of the small pavilion, and his subconscious reaction was to get up and clean up Song Wanting, but when he raised his eyes, his gaze was fixed.

Song Wanting's beautiful neck followed her head back, stretching out a sexy arc, and her protruding Adam's apple rolled slowly, like the second before she was about to suffocate, it was broken and fascinating.

"Who are you?" Wang Weiran raised his voice.

"Sorry, I went to the wrong room." The two of them replied perfunctorily and left, Wang Weiran blinked a few times in confusion, what the hell?

Seeing people leave, Song Wanting got out of the scene in a second, sat up straight again and grabbed Ren Er's head, dragged the person up, threw him aside, and poured himself a glass of wine.

Damn!

Because the temperature rose today, he was wearing a summer suit. Ren Er's hot breath penetrated through the holes in the thin fabric, which almost made him react.

He drank the wine in one gulp.

Ren Er felt a little strange being thrown aside, looked down, quickly pulled out the clothes behind him and covered his legs, and raised Erlang's legs, his eyes wandered around in a panic, his head was full of Song Wanting just now That kind of appearance, even though he knew he was helping himself and acting on purpose, but...

It's too coquettish!

It hurt him so much that he was stunned...

But he didn't think there was anything wrong. Men are such visual animals. This is just an instinctive reaction, and it doesn't mean that he is interested in Song Wanting.

This can only show that he is a normal man, and Song Wanting may be an unscrupulous man. Just like Song Wanting just now, eleven out of ten men will want to fall in love with him, and even the shadow can't help it. .

After thinking wildly for a while, he took out his cell phone and sent Gauss a message, asking about the situation.

Song Wanting continued to chat with Ji Ming and the others, seemingly unaffected by what happened just now, talking freely and calmly.

But after a while, that annoying man leaned over and bumped him on the shoulder again: "When are we leaving?"

"You are you, I am me, without us." He took another sip of wine in displeasure.

Ren Er didn't care about putting away the phone with him, and Gauss and the others were fine, so he told them to go back first without waiting for him.

He secretly lifted up his clothes again, after confirming that he was all right, he took them away and went to Song Wanting's side: "No, I have to go with you, what if they are still blocking me outside."

He said it with confidence, as if Song Wanting owed him something.

Song Wanting glanced at the door, raised his wine glass and clinked glasses with Ji Ming: "Since Mr. Ji will stay for a few more days, please give me a chance, and let me show Mr. Ji to see the beautiful scenery of our Jincheng tomorrow. "

Seeing that he ignored him, Ren Er stretched out his hand: "Look, I'm injured."

Ji Ming smiled and clinked glasses with Song Wanting: "Okay, let's go."

When Song Wanting raised his head to drink, his gaze fell on the edge of the glass and fell on Ren Er's hand. His hand was also big, but it was a delicate hand with well-proportioned joints.

She shook her delicate hand: "If you don't bandage it, my wound will be..."

Song Wanting: "It's about to heal."

Ren Er curled his lips: "Healing ass, didn't you see it's still bleeding." He moved the back of his hand to Song Wanting's face again.

Song Wanting avoided it in disgust, why is this person so shameless, Ren Er's attitude even made him a little dazed, is the relationship between them good?

Seeing that his hard-hearted heart was unmoved, Ren Er had another idea as soon as he rolled his eyes. He leaned on Song Wanting's lap and said to Ji Ming: "Mr. ~"

As he spoke, he glanced at the little beauty in Ji Ming's arms.

The little beauty was eager to be taken out, and if she earned a lot of money, she acted coquettishly in Ji Ming's arms again.

Song Wanting didn't expect that he would dare to talk to his client without permission, and he secretly poked at Ren Er's waist. As a result, the guy's muscles were too strong, and he didn't pick up the flesh after a few pinches.

Ren Er laughed twice, grabbed his hand: "Don't scratch, itchy."

Song Wanting: I'm pinching!pinch!

Ren Er went on to say to Ji Ming: "That season, why don't we come here first today and enjoy the beautiful scenery of Jincheng tomorrow, which is also a physical effort."

He smiled meaningfully.

Ji Ming nodded clearly, and stood up with his arms around the little beauty: "Then let's have a drink in the glass, see you tomorrow."

Ren Er's goal was achieved, but he stood up triumphantly, but suddenly felt dizzy, and felt his heart beating wildly in his chest, which made him flustered and restless, and his breathing became short of breath.

Song Wanting actually wanted to end the drinking game a long time ago. If it wasn't for business, he would never come to this kind of place in his life. Now Ren Er can be regarded as playing the wrong way.

It's rare to do something that suits him.

"Mr. Ji, I have arranged for the driver to be outside and will take you and Assistant Wang to the hotel. If you need anything else, you can ask him at any time."

"Mr. Song is really too polite, so I would like to thank you."

After the two of them drank the wine in their glasses, Song Wanting tidied up his clothes, turned around and planned to go out from Ren Er, but saw Ren Er standing upright and stupidly, not sure if it was because of the lights, his face flushed like Rouge.

He raised his leg and kicked him: "Let's go."

Ren Er's facial features were wrinkled together: "I, I seem to have a fever."

Song Wanting looked surprised: "What's the fuss?"

Ren Er's face was even more wrinkled, and he directly grabbed Song Wanting's hand and pressed it on his forehead: "Fever!"

Song Wanting's hands trembled from being burned, Ren Er has been alive and well since he appeared, why did he suddenly have a fever?

"President Song?" Ji Ming stopped at the door and called him.

Song Wanting pulled out his hand: "Hold on, leave first." He ruthlessly walked past Ren Er sideways.

Ren Er covered his head and rubbed his temples, endured the pain and followed him step by step, like a big dog that has been aggrieved and listless, and after going out, he has to pay attention to see if the group of people are still there.

When he was about to reach the stairs, he saw two people carefully staring at the person going downstairs.

He grabbed Song Wanting in front of him.

Song Wanting, who was talking to Ji Ming, turned his head and instantly changed his face, it was so cold that it could freeze: "Don't touch me."

Ren Er's head was already a little confused, Song Wanting's voice was very distant and chaotic to him, he didn't hear it clearly at all, with the heat all over his body and his face redder than before: "It's at the stairs. "

Song Wanting looked at him, his doggy eyes were a little distracted, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Although the illness came like a mountain, it was too fast.

He snorted helplessly, and put his arm around Ren Er's waist.

With the support, Ren Er relaxed a lot, and leaned his head on his shoulder. I have to say, given the height difference between the two, this posture is indeed a bit embarrassing for Ren Er.

Song Wanting felt that his neck was going to be burned by Ren Er's breath.

He strenuously walked downstairs with his arms around him, and when he reached the stairs, he raised his hand to hold Ren Er's face, and said affectionately: "I told you to drink so much, you must be drunk."

Those two blocking people were about to see through them, their eyes were not shy at all.

I saw Song Wanting's hand pat Ren Er's face ambiguously.

Ren Er's face was almost completely blocked, he licked his lower lip, feeling a little dry, and wanted to bite something.

After going downstairs and out of the store smoothly, Song Wanting said goodbye to Ji Ming, his light-colored eyes rolled, and there were several vicious people squatting at the door to guard.

He could only take Ren Er to his car and stuff him in.

As soon as he got into the car, Ren Er shook his hand and grabbed him: "I'm so uncomfortable..."

He drove out handsomely with one hand, Ren Er's hand was terribly hot, even though it bothered him, he couldn't just watch him die of illness.

"Where is the pain?"

The hand that was grabbed was taken by Ren Er, and he met a big guy full of energy, and the car almost hit a stone pier.

Ren Er's voice lost its authenticity, and it floated: "Here... rub it for me..."

Song Wanting turned his head stiffly and looked at him, let him die! ! !