Did Zha Gong get kicked today?

Having completely torn skin with Xiao Bai, Yan Mingfeng directly called for someone to pull him out.

Facing the mirror, Yan Mingfeng tidied up his clothes, and slowly walked back to the banquet.

Madam Yan looked at Yan Mingfeng who came back, and knew that the matter must be resolved, the corners of her mouth were bent to the sky, she was very happy: "Yan Saner, have you seen Ting Jun?"

"!"

"Did you not notice him? Was it standing in a corner where you did not see him?"

"Really? Look for that child." Mrs. Yan rubbed her forehead, "Maybe it's because I'm old and my eyes are too dim to see anyone."

"How could it be, grandma, you will always be a beautiful girl of eighteen years old." Yan Mingfeng said jokingly.

"Go, go, go, you will know how to tease the old lady." Mrs. Yan laughed and reprimanded, "Hurry up and find your fiancé."

"it is good!"

Yan Mingfeng walked around the banquet for a few times but didn't see Wen Tingjun. Instead, he was dragged and chattered non-stop, with a perfunctory answer, but his eyes were looking around. Where did Junjun go?I was very anxious.

Taking a sip of the red wine, the cold liquid fell down his throat into his stomach, and the impatience in Liang's heart subsided a little bit, Yan Mingfeng thought that he hadn't seen that senior brother Junjun since just now.

They're not leaving, are they? ! ! !

"Excuse me, I still have some things to deal with, you guys have fun." Smiling and nodding to the people around him, Yan Mingfeng's face was full of guilt.

"It's okay, it's okay, you are busy beforehand."

"Short banquet, please be polite..."

People around are very face-saving, holding a glass of wine to express their understanding.

"Uncle Wang." Yan Mingfeng asked the bodyguard who was calling to guard Jiang Baixiu, "Where is the person I let you see?"

"I don't know." Uncle Wang replied honestly, "I sent him to the banquet hall and stayed in the lounge."

"Did you see Wen Tingjun?"

"I don't know..." Uncle Wang was ashamed, he said that he stayed in the lounge, and he was not clairvoyant, so how could he see it.

After asking three questions, Yan Mingfeng frowned, and hurriedly rushed to the monitoring room, watching Wen Tingjun who was taken away by Jiang Baixiu in the video at the gate, his face completely darkened.

"I knew, this Jiang Baixiu is not a good guy! Whenever he has a chance, he will take over my Junjun." With such a sentence in his throat, Yan Mingfeng's face became even uglier, and it was almost as black as the bottom of the pot.

Anyone who saw his face knew that he was in a rage.

The good mood from when Wen Tingjun came over was completely destroyed at this time.

Don't you want to come over to say hello and say goodbye when you are leaving?An unspeakable sadness spreads in my heart.

Especially seeing Jiang Baixiu holding Wen Tingjun's hand and walking out of Yanjia, Yan Mingfeng's whole body was soaked in vinegar, very sour, this Jiang Baixiu was really an eyesore!The more you look at it, the more it is an eyesore!

Staring at the video, Yan Mingfeng suddenly remembered something, turned around and ran towards the parking lot, damn it, these two idiots, this is the ancestral house of the Yan family, and the nearby mountains belong to the Yan family, and they are the only ones on the mountain I live at home, which means that there is no taxi on the way down the mountain.

These two people came here with his car, and they couldn't be exhausted walking down the mountain on two legs without a car...

The stars twinkled, the moonlight fell on his body, Wen Tingjun heard the insects in his ears, and his head hurt a little.

"Brother, are you tired?" He asked, staring at the back of the person walking in front of him.

"Tired..." Jiang Baixiu gave a dry cough, and his steps down the mountain became slower and slower.

"So, why do we go down the mountain on two legs foolishly."

"Because there is no car, and the result of a momentary brain twitch." Jiang Baixiu turned around and stared at Wen Tingjun seriously, "Are you blaming me for taking you down the mountain?"

"No, I just think that you took me out of the gate very imposingly. It was a plan. I had a car to leave. I didn't expect it to be impulsive."

"As a result, we have been walking for more than an hour now, and we haven't even finished a third of the mountain." The corners of his mouth twitched, and Wen Tingjun said helplessly, "Brother, when we come, pay attention to driving up the mountain." How long?"

"I didn't notice, it's been a long time anyway."

"Then tell me, will we die of exhaustion on the way down the mountain?"

"Probably, maybe, maybe not." Jiang Baixiu stood on the side of the road and looked at the lights of Wanjia down the mountain, and said uncertainly.

"Walk slowly, you can always walk down the mountain." The road I choose, I must walk down...

"..." Wen Tingjun was speechless.

It can only be said that they are really self-inflicted now, forgetting that there are no taxis driving here except for their own cars.

Now I can only walk slowly on two legs. I don't know if my legs will go numb when I get down the mountain. I wonder absently, will Yan Mingfeng find out that they leave early?

Will you be very angry if you find out that they left without saying hello?

No, no, there are so many people at the banquet, how could he notice them.

Shaking his head, Wen Tingjun seemed to want to shake Yan Mingfeng out of his mind.

"Sit down and have a rest." Jiang Baixiu saw a big stone on the side of the road and beckoned him to sit down.

Wen Tingjun sat down very obediently, but his legs were already sore.

The cell phone rang suddenly in the silence of insects, and Wen Tingjun, who was immersed in his thoughts, was startled.

Looking at the name of the person displayed on the phone, his fingers hesitated on the screen for a while but did not press down.

No one answered, the light on the phone screen dimmed, the ringtone stopped for a few seconds, and then rang again quickly.

"Why didn't you answer?" Jiang Baixiu asked suspiciously, looking at Wen Tingjun staring at the phone screen in a daze.

"Pick up, pick up." Wen Tingjun smiled dryly, pressed the answer button and put it next to his ear.

"Junjun." As soon as he put it in his ear, Yan Mingfeng asked worriedly, "Where are you now?"

"Outside." Wen Tingjun licked his lips and said dryly.

"I'm asking about how long you and your senior brother have been walking now, and where are you on the way down the mountain?"

Yan Mingfeng sighed, "I can't see you checked the monitor and saw you leave."

"You can't get a taxi on the Yanjia Mountain Road. Be good, tell me where you have been."

"I'll take you down the mountain. At night, the mountain road is cool."

There was no blame in Wen Run's tone, only worry, worry, and words of concern filled Wen Tingjun's ears. He blinked his eyes, a little embarrassed and sneaked back to find out, and the tips of his ears were burning, and he was very ashamed.

Jiang Baixiu on the side also heard the conversation between Yan Mingfeng and Wen Tingjun, with a narrow smile on the corner of his mouth, the smiling Wen Tingjun stood up from him and walked aside.

"Senior brother and I are on the side of the road now. I don't know where we are going. Anyway, we are walking along the road up the mountain."

"Okay, then you and your senior brother stand by the side of the road, and I'll go find you right away."

"Okay." Wen Tingjun also knew to persevere, don't want to be sent off by the wind, if he really walked down the mountain with Jiang Baixiu, he would definitely break his leg, so he agreed meekly. In the part of the promise, how much guilt he had for sneaking away was up to him. Can't tell.

The cute tone made Yan Mingfeng startled, he hadn't seen such an obedient and cute Jun Jun for a long time.

……

Its daybreak.

Wen Tingjun sat at the table and watched Yan Mingfeng bring out two bowls of millet porridge from the kitchen. He had seen a lot of his indifferent, serious, and occasionally soft expressions. At this time, he looked embarrassed. It was the first time he had seen him. .

The crooked fingers rubbed under the nose in embarrassment. Yan Mingfeng looked at Wen Tingjun's obedient appearance sitting on the chair, and his voice was also mixed with helplessness, "I have never cooked, and I learned to cook some porridge. Don't be disgusted."

Somewhat surprised, Wen Tingjun didn't expect him to make breakfast, and this was the first time he had eaten something he made.

His gaze fell on his index finger with the Band-Aid on it. His sense of presence was too high to ignore, and he asked, "What's wrong with your finger?" Could it be that you burned your hand after cooking porridge?

Yan Mingfeng didn't expect him to ask, and moved his hand away from his nose, "It's okay, it's just that when I was holding the pot, my fingertip touched the pot."

The porridge is really hot.

"So stupid." Wen Tingjun stared at him, and accidentally spit out what was in his heart.

The first time he learned to cook, he didn't make his hands like this.

Then I saw Yan Mingfeng looking at him in shock.

……

Wen Tingjun, who knew he had made a slip of the tongue, quickly lowered his head, took a spoon to dig a spoonful of preserved egg and lean pork porridge, um, the taste is not bad.

Seeing him like an ostrich, as if nothing happened, Yan Mingfeng sat on the other side dumbfounded.

Little heartless, I'm making breakfast for you, but I haven't said a good word to me yet, but I can't hide the smile on my lips.

It seems that the relationship has eased a lot overnight, and he is indeed the soft-hearted Wen Tingjun.

……

I drove down the mountain to look for them last night.

Looking at the dark night, I looked at my watch and it was past eleven o'clock.

Send Jiang Baixiu to the door of the house.

"Ting Jun, it's too late, why don't you come and stay at my house for one night." Jiang Baixiu looked at Yan Mingfeng, whose eyes were firmly glued to Wen Tingjun's body, and asked uneasy.

He was quite worried that his silly and sweet junior would be devoured by this "wolf". Looking at Yan Mingfeng's eyes, he looked like a green hungry wolf, no matter how he looked at it, he had malicious intentions.

Who knew that Junior Brother Silly Baitian didn't notice his worry at all.

She smiled stupidly and told him to go back, "Senior Brother, I'm fine, you can go back, I'll stay in a hotel for one night, and I'll go back to school tomorrow."

“The hotel is so dirty.”

"It's okay, it's just for one night." Wen Tingjun, who didn't want to disturb his senior brother, his teacher and his wife, shook his head firmly and refused.

Seeing people persist in the end, Jiang Baixiu looked at Yan Mingfeng looking at him with murderous eyes, and finally shut up.

scare him? !After thinking about it, I added: "Junior brother, I will take you to see my baby tomorrow."

"good".Wen Tingjun smiled.

Seeing someone walk into the building, Wen Tingjun looked at Yan Mingfeng with grievances in his eyes, "What baby are you going to see tomorrow?"

Wen Tingjun was terrified by this look, "I don't know, he is a friend of Senior Brother, he wants to introduce us to each other."

"Don't go!" Upon hearing this, Yan Mingfeng was so jealous that he choked out a sentence, "You have enough people around you, how many more people do you want to provoke?"

Yan Mingfeng ignored him, Wen Tingjun rolled his eyes at him, it doesn't matter to us now, why should I listen to you.

Seeing the meaning expressed in Wen Tingjun's eyes, Yan Mingfeng almost felt internal injuries.

"I'll walk you home."

"Go to the hotel, I forgot my key."

"The hotel is too dirty, why don't you stay with me for one night?" Yan Mingfeng's eyes lit up.

"No!" He pursed his lips tightly, watching Yan Mingfeng and Wen Tingjun's firm refusal.

Then Yan Mingfeng, who was deaf, drove the car downstairs.

"..." Wen Tingjun, who thought he would be sent to the hotel by him, was driven directly to the door by Yan Mingfeng, "I didn't bring the key."

"It's okay, I brought it."

"?!" Wen Tingjun looked shocked.

"Did you forget that I live across from you?"

"...".It turned out that this was the one who brought the key, and thought that the key of his house had been stolen by him.

"I don't live in your house." Again, Wen Tingjun felt that the relationship between them was too complicated now, and he didn't want to make it more complicated.

"Are you afraid of what I will do to you?" Yan Mingfeng asked.

"No." Wen Tingjun lowered his eyes.

"Then come home with me." Yan Mingfeng took his hand and opened the door, and Wen Tingjun's slight struggle was ignored.

Wen Tingjun, who was trembling with anger, was surrounded by a beautiful puppet cat and a husky paparazzi as soon as he entered the door.

He has always liked puppies and cats, and he didn't develop them until his death in his last life.

Seeing the two cuties all of a sudden, the fire in my heart was suppressed.

I couldn't help but hugged the two little cubs, with tenderness and love in their eyes.

Yan Mingfeng heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately he had made preparations.

Wen Tingjun was sitting on the sofa, staring at Yan Mingfeng mockingly with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but gently stroking the puppies and cats with his hands.

Yan Mingfeng glanced enviously at the two little ones lying on his lap.

Finally, after sitting for [-] minutes, Yan Mingfeng, a business prodigy and king of mouth, successfully persuaded Wen Tingjun to sleep in his bedroom. Yan Mingfeng hugged the quilt by himself, and a big man curled up with his legs sideways Lie on the sofa and fell asleep happily.

If he can soften Junjun's heart once, he can soften his heart a second time, not to mention the way he looks at the two little animals with obvious genuine liking.

Relying on the cute pet, Yan Mingfeng once again learned a trick, using puppies and cats to trap Wen Tingjun.

Wen Ting, who was lying on the bed, hated himself for not living up to expectations, the quilt was stained with the smell of Yan Mingfeng's perfume, he knew that this was his bed, turned over uncomfortably, and looked into the small nest beside the bed The two little animals cuddled each other to sleep and smiled.

It is said that cats and dogs are natural enemies, you two are well, sleeping in the same den.

Tossing and turning, Wen Tingjun was thinking about Yan Mingfeng, and on the sofa, Yan Mingfeng was also thinking about Wen Tingjun, one was afraid of his soft heart, afraid that he would fall into Yan Mingfeng's tenderness again, and the other was happily calculating when he could let him Wen Tingjun opened up to him again.

People with two different moods finally fell asleep...