turn a rival into a wife

In the car

Ren Er obediently lay on Song Wanting's body, closed his eyes and fell into a lethargic sleep, Song Wanting had no strength in cursing others, and after a while, he pushed Ren Er back to the co-pilot with his good hand.

During the period, the hand that was removed was so painful that he kept gasping for breath.

After sitting up and looking down, the disgusted facial features were about to leave his face.

His belly—dirty!

Turning his head to look at the culprit angrily, he slapped Ren Er's face lightly twice: "I curse you for never lifting!"

He still didn't hit hard, Ren Er was unconscious, he believed how much Ren Er hated him, but if he was a little sober, he would not touch himself.

And if Ren Er didn't drink that glass of wine, then he would drink it. If he drank it, it's hard to say what would happen.

Maybe he was really fucked by someone tonight.

Ren Er helped him once, Song Wanting's eyes sparkled, that Wang Weiran dared to drug him.

Turning his eyes, Xiao Rener was still in the free viewing mode. Even with such a toss, the scale is still very impressive. He snorted, he is a big man, and here is also a big man.

I really want to pick it up for him!

When I clean myself with a wet tissue, I feel so disgusted that the hand holding the tissue has orchid fingers.

He just wants to take a shower immediately, but how should Ren Er arrange it?It would definitely not work to open the car door and kick him out, but he also didn't want to send Xiao Rener home with his own hands, just thinking about it gave him goosebumps.

Then he can't help such a Ren Er to the hotel, he will be arrested.

Anxiously, he took out a cigarette and took two puffs. There was only one way out.

Enduring the pain, he took off his coat and put it on Ren Er. The car went back on the road and finally parked in his garage. He planned to just throw Ren Er here, and leave when he woke up.

He got out of the car in a state of embarrassment, and stopped suddenly when the door was closed, his eyes turned and fell back on the sleeping Ren Er.

No way, so that when he wakes up tomorrow and sees Xiao Ren Er in free viewing mode, he will know what happened.

This thing must not happen!

Only he can know what happened tonight!

He rested his forehead with one hand, and there was only one word on his face - worry.

Staring at Ren Er for 5 minutes, his expression kept changing, and finally walked around to the co-pilot with a determined face, gritted his teeth and dragged Ren Er out of the car, staggered into the house, and threw him into the car. on the sofa.

Holding the hand that was removed with a pale face, he went to the kitchen to find disposable gloves.

He came back with a heavy face, put on his gloves, took out the wet wipes, squatted down on the edge of the sofa, lifted Xiao Ren Er tremblingly, and began to clean up carefully.

He wants to leave no trace.

Let everything tonight be a secret that only he knows.

After cleaning up, he felt very suffocated. It was the first time in his 33 years of life that he suffered such a big loss!

He pinched the little Ren Er viciously, and Ren Er, who was sleeping, bowed in pain and let out a painful cry, and he felt refreshed.

After finishing everything, I took off my gloves and was about to take a breath when the doorbell rang.

He was a little puzzled who would come to his house so late, and when he came to the door and looked at the smart cat's eye, Jiang Mian's face was still smiling on it.

His mind froze for a second.

Why did Jiang Mian come?

He saw Jiang Mian raised the phone, and then his cell phone rang, and he answered the phone in a panic.

"Brother Ting, I saw that the light in your house was on from a long distance away. Fortunately, you were not asleep. I finished playing with my friends. I was afraid that my mother would check the post. I will spend the night with you tonight. I am at the door. .”

Song Wanting pursed his lower lips, is God going to kill him?

"Brother Ting?"

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll open the door for you." He hung up the phone in a calm tone, hurried back to the sofa and picked up Ren Er, thinking quickly in his head, Jiang Mian wants to live with him, where to put Ren Er Safety?

Looking up to the second floor, there was only one choice.

Regardless of the pain in his hand, he helped Ren Er, who was as heavy as a dead pig, to the second floor and threw him into his room. Only this room, Jiang Mian at least had to knock on the door before entering.

Still not at ease, covered Ren Er with a quilt.

It was very difficult for me to change into a turtleneck to block all traces, and ran downstairs in a hurry, took two deep breaths at the door, wiped the sweat from my forehead, and then opened the door.

As soon as Jiang Mian saw him, her eyes widened, and she looked inquiringly: "Brother Ting, why is your mouth swollen?"

Song Wanting pretended not to know and touched his lips, and after thinking for a second, he smiled knowingly: "It should be that the hot pot I ate at night was a bit spicy, you know, I can't eat spicy food."

He calmly asked Jiang Mian to sit down on the sofa.

Jiang Mian nodded, feeling novel: "Brother Ting actually knows how to eat hot pot with spicy soup." But she always felt that something was wrong, and her eyes were fixed on Song Wanting's hand.

"Brother Ting, what happened to your hand?"

"I accidentally fell down just now and twisted it a little bit. It doesn't matter. I'm about to call my personal doctor and ask him to come and have a look."

Song Wanting's answer was quick and watertight.

"Brother Ting, hurry up and call me, don't worry about me." Jiang Mian looked at him worriedly, brother Ting was so frizzy sometimes.

Song Wanting went to the kitchen while making a phone call, and brought Jiang Mian a bottle to drink. He was very nervous now, and all his attention was on the upstairs, so that he, who was good at observing, didn't notice that Jiang Mian was happy. look.

The doctor came quickly, made him endure the pain, and pushed his wrist back neatly, reminding him that it's best to keep this wrist less active recently.

After sending the doctor away, Song Wanting hurriedly urged Jiang Mian to go to rest, and he finally returned to the room. Seeing Ren Er who was sleeping soundly on his bed, he walked over and kicked his ass.

"Tsk." It was quite soft.

Just about to push Ren Er down, the door suddenly opened: "Ting..."

Song Wanting jumped onto the bed like a spring, sat directly on Ren Er's waist, leaned back against the head of the bed as hard as she could, and pulled the quilt to cover them both: "Don't turn on the light!"

His roar startled Jiang Mian, and she stood shivering at the door: "What, what's wrong?"

Song Wanting opened his mouth: "Uh...my eyes are not very comfortable recently, the light is too strong, what else can you do?"

Just now, Jiang Mian thought she was about to be scolded, so she breathed a sigh of relief, went to the bed and sat down, patting the quilt with her hand: "Brother Ting changed into a thick quilt so early."

Song Wanting groped for a while to find Ren Er's mouth, and covered it: "Oh, I'm more afraid of the cold, you don't sleep so late, what's the matter?"

Jiang Mian suddenly felt that it would be good not to turn on the light, so that Brother Ting would not be able to see his expression, so he sat at the end of the bed, grabbed the corner of the quilt, hesitated: "Brother Ting, I seem to like someone. "

Song Wanting's brows were pressed down, his eyes were bright and cold in the dark, he unconsciously increased his strength while pressing Ren Er's hand, and his tone became calmer: "Is it Ren Er?"

Jiang Mian raised her head suddenly: "Of course not, Ren Er and I are just friends, and the person I like is a girl." He lowered his head shyly: "I didn't know whether I liked boys or girls before, but when I met I love her, I love her."

This was definitely the worst night Song Wanting had ever had. Hearing Jiang Mian say that he likes someone else and there is an annoying ghost by his side, his wrist still hurts.

"Brother Ting, I have always regarded you as my own brother. I only told you about this matter. What do you think I should do? Do you want to confess?" Jiang Mian looked at Song Wanting in confusion, waiting for him to tell her Pointing out the maze.

But—"Brother Ting, I feel that you are so tall today."

Song Wanting felt that Ren Er was starting to struggle, and then he took his hand away a little bit in surprise: "Well, my back is not feeling well recently, so I put a cushion on it."

When Jiang Mian heard this, she summed up the problems Song Wanting had experienced in just a short while: "Brother Ting, I think you can start drinking wolfberry soaked water."

Song Wanting raised his chin slightly, and his eyes were sharp. In fact, Jiang Mian didn't seem too cute, and was almost as annoying as Ren Er.

"Okay, I'll try it. Regarding the question you just said, I think it depends on yourself. Adults should be able to take responsibility for their own emotional decisions, but there is one thing..."

"Which point?"

Song Wanting smiled slyly: "You must not tell Ren Er about this, he is single, and he is especially envious of other people having a partner, so don't tell him, and don't tell him that you have someone you like, just let him Thought you were single like him."

He had to die with Ren Er, and he wanted Ren Er to die even worse!

Let him continue to circle around Jiang Mian like a fool, and then give him a fatal blow.

Let him shout!

Let him attack himself!

Let him take advantage!

Thinking about it really made him feel refreshed, so refreshed that he wasn't so unhappy about Jiang Mian liking someone else.

Jiang Mian nodded thoughtfully: "Brother Ting, the relationship between you and Ren Er is indeed very good, okay, I'll listen to Brother Ting, think carefully and make your own decision, you can rest."

As soon as Jiang Mian left, Song Wanting jumped off the bed and quickly locked the door.

After carefully taking a shower and coming back, he kicked Ren Er out of bed, lay down tiredly, and stared fixedly at the roof, Jiang Mian fell in love with someone else...

With a wry smile, he regarded himself as his own brother.

When I turned over and saw Ren Er on the ground, I felt a lot more balanced, and there was another difficult brother.

Nothing in the night

The next day, Ren Er opened his eyes in a daze, only to feel a splitting headache and exhaustion, as if he had done hard work all night. stand up.

His eyes gradually became clear, and he looked around, seeing a completely unfamiliar room and not like a hotel.

The windows were wide open, letting in the autumn wind.

His hands were tied behind his back and his feet were also bound.

kidnapping?

Just as he was wondering, a voice that has become a little familiar these days came out: "Wake up."

He tried his best to raise his neck and looked to the opposite side, and it was indeed Song Wanting sitting on the chair with his legs crossed.

"Why are you tying me up!" He frowned, he remembered that he went to take revenge last night, but he stabbed the opponent's lair, and when he ran away, he met Song Wanting, who even helped him, and then he seemed to have a fever... …

He just remembers being sick with a fever.

Sitting up with difficulty on his elbows, being tied up can be said to have touched his minefield, and his face was very ugly: "Let me go, don't let me say it a second time."

"You can let go. You just need to promise me that you will never appear in front of me again. If you see me taking a detour, I will let you go."

Ren Er's dog's eyes are full of viciousness. Because of being tied up, bad memories keep flashing in his head. He jumped off the bed and looked down at Song Wanting dangerously: "I will say it one last time, Let go of me."

Song Wanting blew smoke rings at him without fear: "Don't fight fiercely with me, I want to solve you, there are at least a hundred ways."

Ren Er sneered disdainfully: "Your mouth is just like the wind today—it can really blow."

The cigarette in Song Wanting's hand burned out quietly, and a storm was brewing in his light-colored eyes: "Your mouth is the same as the food section at ten o'clock in the evening—it's really cheap."