Paper people are crazy for my kryptonite [Entertainment]

"Amberx?" Wen Ze found it funny when he heard the word: "Isn't it the excrement of sperm whales?"

However, the expression on Yan Jingning's face seemed to be somewhat constipated, he hesitated to say: "This is not that kind."

"What's that?" Wen Ze said as he tore off his collar, and said casually, "Is it because the air conditioner isn't turned on?"

Seeing the other party's reaction, Yan Jingning knew that Wen Ze might have been tricked.

Ambergris is not a traditional Chinese medicinal material, but a fun substance specially obtained by the boss behind the club to increase the fun of the members.

And Wen Ze's physique is immune to other medicinal properties, but he has no resistance when facing this kind of ambergris.

Yan Jingning knew how effective this kind of thing would be for ordinary people, so he couldn't help feeling a deep sense of worry in his heart.

"They added a certain substance to this incense." Yan Jingning looked at Wen Ze and said slowly.

Some blush gradually appeared on the fair skin of the young man, but his lips parted slightly: "Oh, really? I think it's okay."

After hearing Wen Ze's words, Yan Jingning raised his chin slightly to signal him to look somewhere.

Wen Ze followed the other party's instructions and looked down, his face turned red instantly.

He curled up almost immediately, and murmured: "This, this, this..."

"The medicine is working." Yan Jingning followed the other person's words, and then put his hand on Wen Ze's forehead very naturally: "As I said just now, your body temperature is very high."

However, Wen Ze felt very good about the coolness in the opponent's hand, and couldn't help but put his body close to the opponent: "Ningning, your body is so cold."

The youth's unconscious scratching caused the man's body to stiffen.

Yan Jingning propped up his body and pulled himself away, and said in a helpless tone, "Fix it yourself."

After saying this, Wen Ze's eyes lit up as if he had thought of some bad idea, and he almost wrapped his hands and feet around the other party: "Ning Ning, why don't you help me."

"May I help you?" Yan Jingning didn't understand what the other party meant, but just dodged a little bit from the young man's entangled body.

"Yes, help me." Wen Ze wrapped his arms around the man's neck, breathed warmly and whispered into the man's ear, "It's so uncomfortable, can you help me with your hands?"

"You!" Yan Jingning didn't expect the other party to say such a thing: "Be patient."

"No!" The young man categorically refused, his arms wrapped tightly around the other party: "Didn't you say you are a good brother? Do you help me with this little help."

But Wen Ze himself didn't realize that this kind of behavior itself has gone beyond the definition of a brother.

"No. I leave the room to you, and you can handle it yourself." Yan Jingning grabbed the hand around his neck, trying to get him off his body.

When seeing Yan Jingning reject him, Wen Ze's already not sober brain became even more unable to function.

He stared at the Adam's apple that moved slightly when the other party was speaking, and bit it without thinking.

At this time Wen Ze didn't know what he was doing at all, or he knew but still did it on purpose.

When Yan Jingning felt the tingling pain at his Adam's apple, his body suddenly stopped, and the movements of his hands stopped.

"Ozawa, let go." The man's voice was no longer as gentle as usual, it was hoarse and deep, filled with a sense of crisis.

At this moment, even the man's pupils turned into weird golden vertical pupils in an instant, but this change was almost fleeting, so fast that Wen Ze didn't notice it at all.

If he saw this weird yet familiar vertical pupil, he would immediately stay away from this source of danger.

But the wine and the incense at the meal made Wen Ze dizzy.

He only knew that the guy in front of him was Ning Ning, whom he trusted and felt most secure, and he was almost completely defenseless in front of him.

Wen Ze didn't let go, he grinded the skin with his teeth curiously and provocatively, and secretly stuck out his tongue to lick it as if he didn't think it was enough.

"Wen Ze!" Yan Jingning's anger was already evident.

Clasping the reckless young man's hands, Yan Jingning's eyes were a little red, and his face was filled with a strange color: "If you want me to help you, just don't cry later."

Before Wen Ze understood the meaning of this sentence, he found that his bamboo horse took out a rope from the bedside drawer.

When the rope was tied to his hands, Wen Ze realized something was wrong: "What do you want to do?"

"Didn't you ask me to help you?" Yan Jingning ignored the other party and just asked back.

After tying him to the head of the bed, the man took off his glasses and threw them aside: "Don't worry, I will help you well."

"Ningning?" Wen Ze raised his body and rubbed against each other, and said coquettishly, "I want to hug you."

A stern look flashed across Yan Jingning's eyes, and he couldn't help thinking that this guy always teased him like this intentionally or unintentionally, even at this time he was still dishonest.

"Have you heard that there is a prostate massage in the hospital's treatment program?" The man said in a slightly strange voice.

When Wen Ze heard these words, his stagnant brain was working slowly: "Prostate?"

"Yes, usually when there is inflammation, this is the way to treat it." Yan Jingning said, pressing the other's belt with his slender fingers.

Wen Ze heard the sound of his belt being undone, and his stopped thinking finally started to move normally. At this moment, he also remembered where the so-called prostate was.

He put on a crying voice and begged: "Ningning..."

Hearing the other party's voice, Yan Jingning's eyes darkened even more: "Xiao Ze, I will help you solve it."

Following these words, Wen Ze didn't even want to recall what happened next.

At first, she pretended to cry and begged for mercy, but in the end she almost cried for real.

But Yan Jingning, who was always soft-hearted when he cried because he was a child, hardly stopped what he was doing.

After being released, Wen Ze, who entered the sage's time, didn't even have the strength to curse.

Looking at the young man staring at You Yuan, Yan Jingning took out a few tissues from the side to wipe his hands and said, "Why are you staring at me? I just massaged you with my hands, and I didn't do anything."

"Get out!" Wen Ze didn't want to talk to the other party, but the other party's words made him unable to retort: ​​"What else do you want to do?"

Yan Jingning chuckled and didn't answer the other party's question directly, but his eyes when he looked at Wen Ze were a little darker.

He will not let go of the person who belongs to him easily.

However, Wen Ze, who was familiar with him, also noticed these changes in him: "Ning Ning, you are a little different from usual."

Wen Ze felt that when the other party pinned him down just now, he felt a sense of danger similar to being targeted by a cold-blooded animal.

This feeling is very strange, so strange that there is a shudder in my body.

Yan Jingning's expression didn't change after hearing the other party's words: "It's just that I haven't seen you for a while, so you feel a little strange."

"I always feel like you've seen your tone of voice before." Wen Ze looked at the other party with some doubts.

"Oh?" Yan Jingning didn't answer the other party's words directly, but just reminded the other party: "Clean up your clothes, let's get out of here."

"By the way, I encountered a very strange thing today." Wen Ze remembered what the middle-aged man said about Longlin just now.

He roughly told Yan Jingning what happened, "Then that person suddenly flew into the air and hit the wall and fainted. It's very strange."

"It might be something like a special magnetic field." Yan Jingning said simply, without any expression on his face: "Let's go."

At this time, Wen Ze couldn't help acting coquettishly at the other party: "I don't have the strength, help me get dressed."

Yan Jingning raised his eyes and saw that the young man's white and slender legs were curled up with the quilt curled up, and the jade-like toes just curled up are still vivid in his memory.

The clothes were almost hanging on his body, and there were red marks on his wrists from being tied up.

All this made him look like he just wanted to clean the other person's clothes, not put them on.

But the long-standing habit let him get over it. After gathering up the other party's clothes, he fastened the buttons one by one.

It's just that after putting on the top, when he was about to pull off the sheet covering his lower abdomen, the carefree Wen Ze felt a little embarrassed after all.

The body under the sheet was almost completely naked, Wen Ze said with some embarrassment: "I'll do it myself."

The man raised his eyebrows and said with a teasing smile: "It's not that I haven't seen it just now, I even took a few bites. Besides, I've seen your bare butt countless times since I was a child."

It has to be said that Yan Jingning knew Wen Ze very well, so he shoved the other party away and tore off the blanket, revealing long white legs with thin muscles in front of him.

On the slender legs there were some blue-red tooth marks and bruises, which were particularly dazzling against the white skin.

Wen Ze has a special physique, and bruises will appear with a little force.

Since he was a child, he has cheated his twin brother and Yan Jingning countless times by relying on a little bit, so Wen Ze was quite satisfied with this physique before.

But this time he was a little dissatisfied with this physique, and the traces of lust were dazzling.

After putting on their clothes quickly, the two left the clubhouse.

On the way, Yan Jingning looked at Wen Ze and asked, "Have you found the person who framed you? Do you need my help?"

"Of course I found it. This time I'll let them throw themselves into the net." Wen Ze had a smirk on his lips.

Yan Jingning looked at the other party, and said very seriously: "Xiao Ze, no matter what happens in the future, you must tell me first."

Wen Ze said with a face full of indifference: "I will tell you first in the future."

It's just that his casual expression was caught by Yan Jingning, and the man said seriously: "If you dare to make up your own mind, don't blame me for locking you up."

"Ning Ning, you are really strict." Wen Ze curled his lips and said with some dissatisfaction.

Yan Jingning looked at the other party through the rearview mirror, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "Of course, I'm your child bride."

"Don't bring up things about your childhood." Wen Ze covered his face and said a little embarrassedly.

A man's deep and hearty laughter sounded in the car.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Wen Ze: Ning Ning~help me~

Author: Why don't you dare to do this in front of Yin Gengchen.

Wen Ze: How can brothers and love debts be the same?

Yan Jingning: You can see but not eat, do you know why you use avatars?