Did Zha Gong get kicked today?

Opening the invitation card of Phnom Penh Red Peony, Jiang Baixiu looked at the time, "Tomorrow at 4 o'clock in the afternoon."

"After class in the morning, make arrangements for yourself in the afternoon. Yan Mingfeng is pretty good, right? Did he memorize your schedule?"

"..." Wen Tingjun thought about it seriously, and it was really possible.

Generally speaking, Yan Mingfeng will make all preparations for the things that are on his mind, wait?So he took him to heart?His pitch-black eyes trembled slightly, his expression slightly moved.

No no, maybe he was thinking too much, Wen Tingjun covered his face, feeling that he was thinking too much and being sentimental.

Don't forget, he looks gentle and considerate now, think about how he treated you in the end.

Thinking of the pain of his tragic death, Wen Tingjun suppressed the grief in his heart.

Don't be so cheap, he treats me well, so I will stick to it eagerly.

Seeing that Wen Tingjun's face was dyed a layer of blush, I don't know what he thought of, his face turned livid and then turned pale...

Jiang Baixiu was a little helpless, he didn't seem to say anything, why his junior brother's face changed so many colors like a magic trick.

late at night.

In the dream, for a while the picture was the tender and sweet scene when Yan Mingfeng from the "previous life" appeared with him, then the color faded to black and white, Yan Mingfeng's expression was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up to look at him coldly. He laughed, the scene of the two arguing, and then the scene changed again, he saw Xiao Bai, Yan Mingfeng smiled gently at him, put his arms around his waist, the two turned and left sweetly, only He who stayed where he was and stretched out his hand to stay...

When he was sweet in the dream, he called his name, and then Yan Mingfeng and Xiao Bai left, and he called his name again, but the voice was full of desolation and restraint, but apart from giving him an indifferent and disgusted look, Yan Mingfeng No more expressions were given to him.

At this time, it seemed that he was the only one left in the whole world. He watched in horror as the two people who left in front walked away and disappeared. His body trembled in fear, and the whole space suddenly became completely dark. The sound of his breathing getting heavier and heavier.

Wen Tingjun woke up suddenly, the sun outside the window had climbed into the sky.

It was early morning.

Wen Tingjun felt that his mind was in a mess, like a mess, and he was very tired.

I closed my eyes last night, thinking about Yan Mingfeng, Xiao Bai, himself, and the three of them.

Thinking about it, he fell asleep, but he didn't expect to dream about Yan Mingfeng and what happened between them at that time.

There were some dark circles under Wen Tingjun's eyes, and Jiang Baixiu was startled by that listless look.

"Brother, did you become a thief last night? Or are you planning to change your career to become a giant panda?" Jiang Baixiu teased, "The dark circles under the eyes with smoky makeup are quite unique."

Glaring at Jiang Baixiu in embarrassment, Wen Tingjun spat out five words: "You can shut up."

After thinking about it, I felt impolite and called out two more words: "Brother Shi."

Then he walked into the bathroom with his feet floating, his body fluttering.

He raised his hand to his mouth and made a movement of zipping it up. Jiang Baixiu smiled and said, yes.

……

The phone vibrated in his trouser pocket.

The bell rang, get out of class was over, and the students walked out in twos and threes.

Wen Tingjun took out his mobile phone: I'll wait for you outside.

It's Yanmingfeng.

"Oh." Thinking of the messy dream last night, his face darkened suddenly, and he replied a word expressionlessly. Wen Tingjun left the classroom with the book in his arms.

Outside the school gate, Yan Mingfeng in the car sat on the rear driver's seat and looked at the word "oh" on the phone for a long time. When Wen Tingjun was angry with him, every time he sent a message to him, he would say every word. It's his habit.

But why now he only replied one word?why are you mad?Who provoked him and made him feel bad? !Frowning, Yan Mingfeng was also full of annoyance.

Not knowing that it was him who made Wen Tingjun angry, Yan Mingfeng was still guessing the reason for Wen Tingjun's anger.

……

"Junior brother, let's go, I'll take you to meet my "baby" and then go for a walk outside. In the evening, I'll take you to the banquet house to attend the banquet." Jiang Baixiu looked at Wen Tingjun who entered the dormitory with a somewhat excited expression.

"Baby?" Some doubts, could it be Senior Brother's girlfriend?

Jiang Baixiu was thinking about his baby, with a bright smile on his mouth, and his expression was much more real than the smile he showed in front of outsiders. You can tell how much he likes his baby at a glance. Wen Tingjun walked to the table and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Brother, Yan Mingfeng is waiting for me outside the school gate, I probably can't go with you to see your baby now."

"It's only 11:35 in the morning," Jiang Baixiu glanced at the watch on his wrist, "Why did he come to you so early and in such a hurry?"

"I don't know." Wen Tingjun put down the book in his hand and sighed. The dream he had last night made him feel uncomfortable when he thought of the words Yan Mingfeng. He had obviously adjusted his mentality during this period of time. I had a dream, and my heart ached again.

The self-deceiving person doesn't like him, but the bottom of his heart still likes him.

It's really disgusting to be like this, self-loathing and spurning herself, Wen Tingjun is a little painful.

……

Staring at the school gate all the time, seeing Wen Tingjun walking out of the school gate, the corners of Yan Mingfeng's mouth instantly curled up, his eyes full of smiles.

After seeing the person behind him, his smile faded a little. Is this person brown sugar?Sticking to Junjun?

The car door was opened, looking at the person sitting in the rear driver's seat, Jiang Baixiu raised his eyebrows: "Meet you again, Mr. Yan."

"I don't have anything to do in the afternoon, don't mind me eating and drinking with my junior brother."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yan Mingfeng to say anything, he squeezed in and sat down.

"I mind! I mind very much! You light bulb!" roared in my heart.

Yan Mingfeng looked at the person who got into the car and sat down by himself, and then looked at Wen Tingjun who was sitting in the front passenger seat.

He felt the tendons around his temples twitch, and I just wanted to sit with Junjun.

Originally, after reading Junjun's class schedule, I planned to take him to lunch first, then go shopping and change clothes.

Well now, the two-person world plan is all smashed.

"Uncle Wang, come and sit in the back seat." The voice was as cold as ice, Wen Tingjun looked back, and then turned his head nonchalantly, he could hear his displeasure, what's going on?Could it be because of the reason why Senior Brother followed?

Just because senior brother came with him?I was a little unhappy in my heart, and Wen Tingjun's face was also a little gloomy.

"Hey? What kind of seat do you want to change? I am also Ting Jun's senior brother anyway. Do you look down on me if you don't want to sit together without giving face?" Jiang Baixiu said deliberately, Jiang Baixiu used the aggressive method. He will not let Yan Mingfeng get it easily, especially if the other party offends him and threatens him, heh, he will add trouble when he can.

Yan Mingfeng and Uncle Wang, who were completely unaffected by the aggressive general method, quickly changed positions.

The tone was flat, "I want to sit with Junjun, it has nothing to do with giving you face or not."

Wen Tingjun was taken aback for a moment, the unhappiness in his heart slowly dissipated, feeling a little strange in his heart.

Smelling the faint smell of cologne from the person beside him, Wen Tingjun smelled it as a fragrance, not very strong, and only smelled it when he got close.

He usually seldom wears perfume, only on important occasions, once he jokingly asked him why he only sprayed on important occasions?He said he didn't like the smell of perfume, it was just for the sake of grouping.

It is said that others are a little bit involved in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, but he doesn't know these things. He plays with some elegant ones, a bunch of high-end perfumes, and sprays some at parties, which is different.

Especially cologne, which he wears a lot, and he laughed at him for being childish.

Wen Tingjun, who was immersed in memories, didn't notice the approach of the person beside him, and his nose touched the hair.

etc?strands of hair? !When he came back to his senses, he saw a dark head on his chest, and Yan Mingfeng was fastening his seat belt on him.

His body stiffened all of a sudden, Yan Mingfeng noticed it, and let out a muffled laugh.

The tips of Wen Tingjun's ears were a little red. Ever since he said that, he didn't realize that he was not strongly rejecting Yan Mingfeng as hard as he was.

There seems to be some new changes in the atmosphere between them...

Feeling the appearance of pink bubbles, Jiang Baixiu, who was forced to stuff a ton of dog food in his mouth again, no matter how straight he is, he has never eaten pork, and he has seen pigs run away.

I also saw that they were so close at this time, anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was something tricky between them, and coughed dryly: "Have you put on your seat belt for a minute, haven't you fastened it yet?"

"The latch of this seat belt is so bad?" Hehe, pretending that he doesn't exist, teasing his junior in front of him?Impossible, does not exist.

When Yan Mingfeng heard his voice, his face darkened instantly, and the good atmosphere he had finally had was broken like this.

This Jiang Baixiu, sure enough, from the first meeting, he was right to think that he was unhappy.

Wen Tingjun's face also turned red, and now he could see that Yan Mingfeng was dawdling on purpose.

Yan Mingfeng's face penetrated the gap between the car seats, and his tone was cold: "Mr. Jiang, if you don't say anything, no one will treat you as dumb."

"You!" Jiang Baixiu was angry, and he uttered a word. Uncle Wang next to him put his hand on his shoulder with a smile, which scared him so smartly that he didn't pay attention just now, and focused on Yan Mingfeng and The younger brother was on him, and only then did he realize that this Uncle Wang was the bodyguard brother who held him back several times to meet Yan Mingfeng...

All right, I'm on his territory, he has the guts, but he can't beat professional bodyguards, he can bear it!

Squeezing out a smile, Jiang Baixiu said that he will guard his junior brother, and he will never let Yan Mingfeng, who is as good at acting as he is, just pretend to be a pitiful bastard in front of his junior brother to easily get his junior brother.

"Don't say that about my senior brother." Wen Tingjun turned to look at him and said.

Yan Mingfeng's hand on the steering wheel suddenly clenched the steering wheel. He forgot that no matter how much he hates this person, he is also Junjun's senior brother. It's no wonder that Junjun is going to be angry when he treats him like this. It was the suffocating voice that used to sound when she was in a tantrum with him.

Jiang Baixiu expressed that he was very moved. His parents and he did not love Wen Tingjun in vain. Good boy, he will protect his poor senior brother who is oppressed by the devil. This Yan Mingfeng is better at pretending than him.

He pretends to be a gentle and elegant senior brother in front of others, and acts like a heaven and earth in front of others, all kinds of pretending.

Unexpectedly, this person is better at pretending than him. He is obviously a wolf with a big tail, but he just pretends to be an innocent little white rabbit.

For example, right now he has an aggrieved look on his face. His junior brother is obviously a little angry, but at this moment he keeps pretending to be inadvertent and looks sideways at the scum that the thief would pretend to be.

Cursing Yan Mingfeng frantically in his heart, Jiang Baixiu remained calm.

The uncle bodyguard on the side is even more low-key.

The car was quiet.

Yan Mingfeng was driving the car, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wen Tingjun's peeping. Sure enough, Junjun still had him in his heart. He looked lonely after being reprimanded, the joy in his eyes could hardly be concealed, and he was very happy in his heart.

It can only be said that he is becoming more and more good at acting in front of Wen Tingjun. He is more and more skillful at acting, as long as he can soften Junjun's heart, he will pretend to be more and more handy.