Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

"Hey, the playground is closed!" The administrator came over with a flashlight, and saw a tall boy in a black vest with a flushed face, holding the hand of the man next to him, and ran towards the gate of the playground without saying a word.

Running out of the playground, Ji Lianhuo slowed down, pursed his lips tightly, his whole body was steaming, with one hand covering his clothes and the other holding Wang Zhaomou, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, and he turned his head to look at the indifferent man beside him , The temperature on his face couldn't help rising again.

Ji Lianhuo licked his lips and couldn't help but think about it. The more he thought about the scene just now, the corners of his lips rose uncontrollably.

"Zhao Zhao." Ji Lianhuo blushed, as if talking to himself, with a low voice.

"It's so sweet."

"Where is it sweet?" Wang Zhaomou said indifferently, his hand was held by Ji Lianhuo, he lowered his eyes to adjust his posture, and held Ji Lianhuo's hand.

"It's so sweet everywhere." Ji Lianhuo looked at Wang Zhaomou with moist eyes, and unconsciously licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue.

Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly, and led Ji Lianhuo out of the school gate to get into the car. The driver had been waiting for a long time, and he was relieved to see the two getting into the car.

It was late, and the car was on the road smoothly. Ji Lianhuo sat in the back row, moved his body a little bit, and approached Wang Zhaomou.

Wang Zhaomou looked at the night scene outside the car window and felt small movements around him.

Ji Lianhuo had just done strenuous exercise, and his body was like a stove. Wang Zhaomou felt the temperature on his side rise a little bit, and with it, there was also the smell of Ji Lianhuo's body.

Somewhat different from the smell of Ji Lianhuo being baked by the sun when he was learning to drive, this experience is like opening a bottle of chilled lime-flavored rum with the moonlight, and the raw materials of sugar cane and honey in the wine escape , mixed with the freshness and astringency of lime, it is unexpectedly rich and fragrant.

Ji Lianhuo looked at the driver in front of him normally, and moved his finger closer to the person next to him, sliding his fingertips gently on the back of Wang Zhaomou's hand.

With a bit of itching, Wang Zhaomou quietly raised his hand and held Ji Lianhuo's four fingers.

Looking at the driver in front, Ji Lianhuo held back his joy and raised the corners of his mouth.

Looking through the rearview mirror, the driver saw Ji Lianhuo smiling out of nowhere, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

Wang Zhaomou glanced at the driver, raised his hand and turned off the lights in the rear of the car.

The people around him got closer in an instant, and the sound of breathing was almost in their ears.

Outside the car window, the colorful neon lights of the night scene of Suzhou came in. Ji Lianhuo adjusted his posture, facing the people around him, pressed the car window with one hand, and lowered his head to continue the unfinished business.

Wang Zhaomou was almost trapped in one place by Ji Lianhuo, and raised his head to respond to Ji Lianhuo's passionate kiss.

Kissing is sometimes technical.

The kiss was too light, it was always unfinished, and I wanted to do it again.

The kiss is too heavy, and it is easy to be dissatisfied with desire, thinking about developing in other directions.

In the spacious rear car seat, the two squeezed together, tasting each other's breath deeply in the dark, Ji Lianhuo lowered his head and was obsessed with the new world, his body couldn't help but cling to him, rubbing against the man in front of him time and time again, The heat gathers little by little.

The driver drove without looking sideways. Although the rear lights were turned off, some small voices still exposed the behavior of the two of them.

Wang Zhaomou controlled the weight and responded to Ji Lianhuo's enthusiastic exploration. Ji Lianhuo's hand stuck to the car window arched his fingers a little bit, as if he was desperately trying to grab something.

The journey is still long, but Ji Lianhuo has already lost control, like a young man who has just tasted a little bit of sweetness. He starts to learn without a teacher, wants more, and eagerly desires. The young body naturally gives the most normal reaction.

As if aware of something, Ji Lianhuo paused slightly, not knowing what to do for a while.

Wang Zhaomou lowered his eyes to be quiet for a moment, pushed away the vigorous young man, and covered his legs with a long sleeve from the clothes he was holding.

Ji Lianhuo lowered his head, the blush on his face moved down and had spread to his neck, and his earlobes were so red that they were about to bleed.

The whole person sat in the back row, with his forearms propped on his lap, bowing deeply, not daring to look at the man beside him.

Sioux City University is far away from the villa. Even though Ji Lianhuo was given enough time to calm down, when he got out of the car, Ji Lianhuo still wrapped his shirt around his waist, held a fleece coat in his hand, and stood in front of him with a blushing face.

Even so, when Wang Zhaomou entered the door afterwards, he saw Ji Lianhuo holding his clothes in one hand, blushing, helping himself to hang up his suit jacket, and lowering down to fetch slippers for himself.

It was a bit late, and Mrs. Cheng had already gone to rest. Ji Lianhuo half-squatted and half-kneeled to watch Wang Zhaomou put on his slippers, and didn't get up for a long time.

"Go take a shower." Wang Zhaomou suggested gently.

"Okay, good brother Zhaomou." Ji Lianhuo tried his best to stand up, as if he was about to be unable to support himself, he quickly walked up the stairs and walked into his room.

Wang Zhaomou sat on the sofa in the living room, looked at Ji Lianhuo's back, and couldn't help smiling.

The young man's body is indeed very good.

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There was already cold food on the table, and the cub holding the tiger hat tightly was leaning against the window, with his face stuck to the glass, looking at the gate of the mansion eagerly.

Baba, come pick me up.

Baba I miss you so much.

A line of tears slid down Ji Dabao's thinned face, dripping down slowly along the arc where his face and the glass were close together.

The nanny knocked on the door and came in to collect the dishes. She saw that the food on the table had not been touched. The two-year-old child was holding a tiger hat and leaning against the window. It turned out to be the cub's tears.

The nanny couldn't bear it, stepped forward tangled up, and patted Ji Dabao on the back.

"Young master Leng Ye, let's eat something."

Ji Dabao sniffled and remained motionless.

The nanny felt a little guilty in her heart, remembering that the child's parents had both died and suffered all the crimes. Now he just got a little pampering, and he was a little carried away. He could just teach the child a lesson, so as not to leave such a shadow on the child.

"Master Lengye, today's meal is not sour at all." The nanny tried to persuade the child again, "Just eat a little, okay?"

Ji Dabao stared at the gate of the mansion, choked up with tears, and a snot bubble appeared between his nose and the glass, which made the nanny feel distressed and funny.

"Master Leng Ye, I'll go and heat up some food for you again." The nanny picked up the cold dishes on the table, went to the kitchen, and greeted Leng Xiuming when she went downstairs.

"Hello, Young Master Sun."

Leng Xiuming smiled brightly, and glanced at the food that the nanny was squatting on, "He still doesn't eat?"

"Master Lengye is frightened." The nanny looked around and lowered her voice, "Master Sun, should I tell him that we were the ones who played it before, and we just want him to stop being so capricious?"

"Go ahead and talk about it." Leng Xiuming still kept smiling, "Let Leng Ye tell Grandpa, and then hold you accountable. In addition to firing you, you may also be required to pay some spiritual compensation. The entire Sioux City, and even the entire Wenjiang Province, No one will ever hire you again."

The nanny quieted down, staring blankly at Young Master Sun opposite.

"Do you know what you should do?" Leng Xiuming lowered his head and looked at the nanny in front of him, "Keep quiet and don't meddle in your own business, understand?"

The nanny's lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.

"Go about your business." Leng Xiuming straightened up, smiled generously, and his posture seemed to be as friendly as before, "I'll go see how my cousin is doing."

The nanny froze in place holding the dinner plate, while Leng Xiuming walked to Leng Ye's room with a smile on his face as usual.

Ji Dabao stared blankly at the door, his eyes were sore and sleepy, and Ji Dabao hugged the tiger hat and lowered his head to smell it, as if he felt a little more at ease.

It would be great if the elder brother was here, no matter what problem there is, the elder brother can solve it when he is there.

Does the eldest brother know that Dabao misses him a lot.

The door was knocked twice, Ji Dabao thought it was the nanny, and didn't turn his head, but heard the footsteps sounded wrong, getting closer and closer to him.

Ji Dabao turned his head and saw Leng Xiuming approaching him at a glance, and immediately shrank back into the corner with a cry of fright.

"Nephew, I heard that you haven't eaten properly recently." Leng Xiuming smiled innocently, "This is not good, and your great-grandfather will be very worried."

Ji Dabao looked at the man in front of him bitterly, what he said was right, this Leng Xiuming is not a good thing!

Seeing Ji Dabao's appearance, Leng Xiuming smiled, stepped forward little by little, and approached Ji Dabao.

"Are you scared now?

You made faces at me before, didn't you do it very vigorously? "

Holding the tiger hat, Ji Dabao had already shrunk into the corner, and there was no way to retreat any further, watching Leng Xiuming keep approaching him.

"You are only two years old, and you know how to provoke me." Leng Xiuming smiled, "Do you think that the Leng family is so easy to inherit? As long as you cry, act coquettishly, and recite Tang poems, you can count on it." Can he become the heir of the Leng family?"

"You, don't come here." Ji Dabao hugged the tiger hat tightly, "If you hurt me, I'll bang bang, my big brother, they will avenge me!"

"Your father? That Ji Lianhuo?" Leng Xiuming couldn't help laughing, "He's just a student now, what do you think he can do?"

Ji Dabao choked and was speechless.

Leng Xiuming raised his hand, patted Ji Dabao's face with a smile, "I just did it to you, what can you do to me?

I used a bag of sour plum powder to perform a show for you, and it will make you unable to eat. I haven't really done it yet, do you know the consequences of really messing with me? "

Feeling the slap on his face, Ji Dabao pursed his lips and red eyes, trying to shrink himself into a ball.

No wonder Grandpa couldn't detect any toxicity, what they sprinkled wasn't medicine at all!

I am really too stupid!

Didn't even think of this!

"Be careful in the future. It's best to keep your eyes open at night." Leng Xiuming smiled brightly, "Welcome to Leng's house, little cousin."

Ji Dabao tried his best to bear it, watching Leng Xiuming walk out of the room, the golden doudou couldn't help but drop down on his face.

The nanny came with a hot meal, and when she saw Leng Xiuming, she subconsciously moved away, not daring to look up at him again.

Leng Xiu walked away without squinting, with steady steps.

The nanny carried the food into Ji Dabao's room with lingering fear, and saw the child huddled in a corner, crying softly and unable to stop.

Holding the tiger-head hat in his arms, Ji Dabao ate while silently weeping, he couldn't swallow after a few mouthfuls, his mind was full of thoughts about his days in the villa.

Seeing this, the nanny took the rest of the food and left. Ji Dabao was about to cry dry. He lowered his head to look at the bright eyes on the tiger hat, and touched his little hand again and again. After touching for a long time, Ji Dabao suddenly felt that something was wrong under his hand. .

The embroidery on the tiger head hat is a bit hard, but there seems to be something even harder behind the embroidery.

Ji Dabao squeezed it with his small hands, and vaguely felt something square inside.