Did Zha Gong get kicked today?

Being stared at by people, especially by Yan Mingfeng, no matter how delicious the food is, I lose my appetite.

Wen Tingjun took a few mouthfuls of rice, then felt uncomfortable with Yan Mingfeng's fiery eyes, wiped his mouth quickly, and sat on the chair.

Yan Mingfeng didn't say a word, just put away the bowls and chopsticks, turned around and handed them to the people outside.

As soon as he came back, he sat on the small chair again, and then stared at Wen Tingjun with eyes full of love, cherishing every moment of being alone.

I really want to kiss Jun Jun, Yan Mingfeng thought silently as he looked at the man who seemed aggrieved.

However, Wen Tingjun lost the sweetness of getting along with each other leisurely in the past. In his current situation, he only felt that Yan Mingfeng looked at him strangely, and his heart felt a little awkward. He felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't know what to say.

His scalp was numb from being stared at, and he finally choked out a sentence: "I can go home now."

In Yan Mingfeng's ears, there was no emotion and his tone was cold.

In fact, this sentence is just a very common sentence, in short, it is so cold to Yan Mingfeng's ears.

Yan Mingfeng was reluctant to let the person leave like that, and gave the reason in a gentle tone, "You are not in full health yet, I am afraid that you will faint after you go back, you should stay in the hospital overnight and observe."

But the attitude is very firm, making it clear that you don't want to leave here today.

Wen Tingjun's face turned dark, and he really wanted to say something, you are not me now, why do you care about me, and you are afraid of angering him, after all, he got angry, after all, he is more crazy now than before.

He once used the excuse of being angry and jealous, saying that because he saw him getting too close to a person, he locked him in the room abruptly and tossed on the bed for several days.

At that time, he was very happy, he had him in his heart, that's why he was so jealous and cared about him, but now thinking about it, it's a joke, he was just purely possessive of his "property".

When Yan San was still there, he could threaten Yan San and hurt "his" body.

He really convinced him.

Although his high fever has subsided now, he still feels weak. If Yan Mingfeng is alone, even if he really loses face and argues with him to leave, he can still leave.

But now there are still two people outside the door who listen to Yan Mingfeng, guarding the banquet outside the door, and Yan Lang.

In case of a fight, it is obvious that you will end up head-to-head, and you will only be the one who suffers.

Gritting his teeth, Wen Tingjun stared at the person in front of him, a little unhappy, but still softened his attitude and said: "I don't work now, and I don't have much money on me. After I pay the medical expenses, I will lose a sum of money."

"Going back now can save some medical expenses."

When Yan Mingfeng heard this, he immediately replied seriously: "I will cover the medical expenses."

"You take a good rest, your body is the most important thing." In fact, he wanted Lian Junjun to pack it up and take it home with him to take good care of him.

But he knew he wouldn't want to go home with him.

At that time, when renovating the small house, he had long wanted to take advantage of Junjun's absence and renovate his little nest together to make him live more comfortably, but he didn't dare.

He knew that he would be angry if he dared to move his place without Jun Jun's permission.

Even seeing him now, there is a trace of displeasure in his eyes, touching his bottom line, he is about to turn his face.

He didn't come to chase his wife to kill him, Yan Mingfeng knew very well.

All right, he said that he would cover the medical expenses, and Wen Tingjun also knew that he would not let him go today, anyway, he had nothing to do, so he tried his best to ignore Yan Mingfeng's gaze, and Wen Tingjun put his gaze out of the window.

Gradually, I feel that the atmosphere of staying with Yan Mingfeng is getting more and more awkward, and I feel restless.

Yan Mingfeng didn't notice his embarrassment at all, he just felt that at such a moment, the years are quiet and beautiful.

He glanced at the bouquet of flowers on the corner of the table on the wall, thinking, does Jun Jun not know the flower language of green roses, should he find a way to make it clear?

The phone rang, and Wen Tingjun answered the call in an instant. No matter who called, in short, thank you very much. He is going to suffer from embarrassment cancer in this embarrassing atmosphere.

"Hello, Xiaojun."Min Huiru's voice came, showing concern.

"Master?" Wen Tingjun smiled instantly.

Yan Mingfeng looked at the dimples on his cheeks, narrowed his eyes, and felt a little unhappy.

But when he heard him call someone, he suppressed the unhappiness that was rising in his heart. It was Junjun's teacher's wife. When the person turned around to make a call, he also moved his position and stared at his side face with more unscrupulous eyes. .

It's been a long time since I saw Wen Tingjun smiling so calmly in front of him.

"Xiaojun, school will start the day after tomorrow. Are you enough for tuition?" Minghuiru asked with concern, "Not enough, don't force yourself, my teacher and your teacher will lend you!"

Wen Tingjun felt warm in his heart, "No need for my wife, I have already earned enough from part-time jobs."

"That's good, that's good, when you meet your elder brother Jiang Baixiu, just tell him if there is anything you need." Minghuiru, who didn't hesitate to sell his son to Wen Tingjun, spoke softly , "He is in the law department in his third year."

"Understood, teacher's wife." Wen Tingjun said gratefully.

"I'm afraid you don't know him. I'll ask your teacher to send you a photo of him later. Remember to look at it." Minghuiru just finished speaking.

Jiang Yanan took the phone, "Xiao Jun."

"teacher."

"Okay, it's okay, I'm hanging up, remember to look at the photo later." Jiang Yan'an got off the phone, thought for a while, and said this, a little embarrassed, as soon as he got the phone, he found that what he wanted to say had been suppressed. My wife finished talking...

"Goodbye, teacher." Wen Tingjun hung up the phone respectfully. He didn't know that Jiang Yan'an on the other end of the phone was caught by Minghuiru's ear and asked him if he was stupid. He said such a sentence for a long time...

"Is it your teacher and teacher's wife?" Yan Mingfeng looked at Wen Tingjun who was a little dazed after hanging up the phone, and asked with a dry cough, thinking of a topic.

"Hmm." Wen Tingjun couldn't help answering.

Suddenly remembering what the teacher's wife said, she turned her head to look at Yan Mingfeng.

Wen Tingjun suddenly turned around and stared at Yan Mingfeng, his body was a little stiff.

"what happened?"

"I'm going to start school the day after tomorrow, so I have to go back and pack my things." Wen Tingjun said coldly.

"Then, I'll take you back." Yan Mingfeng looked into his eyes, and slowly compromised, he forgot that Junjun was going to college at this time.

……

Unexpectedly, Yan Mingfeng agreed to send him back so easily, and Wen Tingjun was still a little dazed while sitting in the car.

"I will pay you back the expenses in the hospital. Please tell me the price." Yan Mingfeng did not see that Wen Tingjun seemed to be trying to draw a line, and calculated the account clearly.

My heart was full of anger, "You don't need to pay it back! I am willing to spend money for you!"

"Leave your money to the one you love." Wen Tingjun laughed and said lightly.

"The person I love is you." Yan Mingfeng said suddenly.

Wen Tingjun laughed as if it was a joke.

……

Standing at the door, Yan Mingfeng stuffed the green rose into his arms, and his expression was so serious that Wen Tingjun also became serious.

What is he trying to say?

"Do you know the flower language of green roses?" Yan Mingfeng said suddenly.

Wen Tingjun shrank his eyes, and asked in a steady voice, "Why are you asking this?"

"If you know, I want to tell you that my heart is the same as this bouquet of green roses." Yan Mingfeng paused nervously, "If you don't know, go back and look it up."

"Have you finished?" Wen Tingjun said lightly, "After I finished speaking, I closed the door, staring at the door that was supported by Yan Mingfeng's hands.

"Believe it or not, Junjun, I love you very much, and I only want you alone."

After Yan Mingfeng finished speaking, he took a step back, reached out and closed Yan Mingfeng's door, and said, "Good night."

Looking at the closed door, Wen Tingjun seemed to be very calm, with no waves on his face, but in fact his mood was very complicated. Looking at the green rose in his arms, he didn't know what to do.

What on earth does he mean?Could it be that he really regretted wanting to turn around and gnaw on his turn-back grass?

But he didn't want to give him a bite...

Put the flower in a glass and placed it next to the white rose, Wen Tingjun's eyes were filled with sadness.