After the scumbag awakens

Rong Yu covered his face, completely stupefied.

He has grown so big, no one has ever touched a finger of him, and only others have been crying and begging for mercy in front of him. When was he beaten?

The young man was so angry that his eyes were red. If it was anyone else, his facial features would have been distorted and distorted, but his face was still exquisite and beautiful even when he was angry. The swollen palm prints added a touch of fragility. angry.

But Qi Ran has seen too many beauties.

Before the boy opened his mouth angrily, he slapped him again.

This blow made Rong Yu take two steps back, his face was flushed red, his head was buzzing, his eyes widened in disbelief after a while, he seemed aggrieved and angry, "Why did you hit me again? "

"What?" Qi Ran sneered, "Do you still have to pick the time to hit you?"

Rong Yu glared at him resentfully, wanting to fight back with fire, but the inexplicable fear made him dare not move in the middle of the charge, so he could only shout, "Aren't you afraid that I will post your video? You will regret it when the time comes, I will make you beg me on your knees—"

Qi Ran kicked him on the knee, kicking him to the ground.

He untied his clothes slowly and smiled slightly, "I'm begging you on your knees, right?"

Rong Yu was fascinated by the smile on this face, and when he realized it in an instant, his face flushed with embarrassment and anger.

"Yes, even if you beg me on your knees, I won't let you go..." He struggled bitterly to stand up, but his calf was trampled hard, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't even finish his sentence.

Qi Ran patted his cheek, seeing his beautiful face dripping with cold sweat, and the two symmetrical slap prints, he felt a little better.

He leaned down and gently brushed away the broken hair hanging from the young man's forehead, "Don't come to provoke me, understand?"

**

Although he taught the beautiful idiot who was an eyesore a lesson, Qi Ran was still in a bad mood.

He was going to ask Shen Yan to take him to the cafeteria of Beijing University, but now he lost his appetite and wandered out of the school gate to the apartment by himself.

Freshmen registered today, and Beijing University restricted cars from entering the school. He didn't drive, and his family driver brought him here.

Wen Lan originally wanted to send him off, but there was an emergency meeting, and Beijing University did not encourage parents to accompany the registration, so Qi Ran told her not to come... As for Qi Chen, what does that have to do with him.

Qi Ran walked back to the apartment, ready to rest for a while before going home.

After all, Wen Lan knew that he was going to have dinner with his friends, and going back at this time would definitely arouse suspicion.

Thinking of this, Qi Ran felt a little annoyed. He looked at the numbers flowing on the elevator screen, and tapped the back of his hand lightly with his fingertips.

With a "ding", the elevator door opened.

Qi Ran walked out and found a person squatting at the door.

The oversized black sweater, with his back facing the elevator, hugged his knees and curled up at the door of his house, looking oversized.

He seemed to hear the sound of the elevator, turned his head, his eyes lit up when he saw Qi Ran, and jumped up from the ground, "Qi Ran, you are back!"

Qi Ran stretched out his hand to hold him down, not letting this man fall into his arms, he asked lightly, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Sheng was rejected by him for a hug, and he curled his lips unhappily, but still answered honestly, "Auntie told me that you live here."

Qi Ran nodded, entered the password and opened the door.

Jiang Sheng obediently followed him to change his shoes and entered the house.

Qi Ran ignored him and opened the refrigerator on his own.

Unexpectedly, there are a lot of things in the refrigerator, which are divided into categories, and a small note is pasted on each floor.

It's Shen Yan's handwriting.

Qi Ran paused for a moment, and Jiang Sheng, who came closer, saw the notes, and read one curiously, "Warm the milk before drinking it, it hurts the stomach if it's cold, I'm tired..." He reacted, "Shen Yan?!"

He raised his voice, "Shen hates living in your house?"

Qi Ran glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "No."

But Shen Yan knows the password here, these things must have been sorted out after he left last time.

Qi Ran took a bottle of drink casually, unscrewed it and took a sip, then said to Jiang Sheng who was clenching his fist, "Get what you want to drink."

After he finished speaking, he went to change the combination lock.

Jiang Sheng didn't understand it at first, but then gradually realized, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and he even hummed a little tune.

But he is not the kind of mindless person who is annoying, so he will not be stupid enough to ask Qi Ran if he has dumped Shen Yan, but he just asked in a good mood, "Have you eaten yet? I know there is a very authentic restaurant near the school. Do you want to try the Northeast barbecue?"

Qi Ran raised his eyelids, and looked at him for a brief second from the phone screen.

Jiang Sheng felt that there was hope, and continued to rub against his arm, "It's delicious, you probably haven't been to this kind of small shop, it tastes different from those hotel barbecues."

Qi Ran looked at the place where he kept leaning against his body, the arc that even a loose sweater couldn't cover, and stopped playing for a while.

But Jiang Sheng didn't seem to notice, and continued to hand over his weaknesses to others.

After all, it was only early autumn, and the weather was still hot. His sweater was very thin, so it was obvious when he rubbed against the traces of the clothes, and he rubbed his forearm with a sense of presence.

Qi Ran cleared the game with the last combo, and turned to look at him.

Under his gaze, Jiang Sheng couldn't help licking the corners of his mouth, his mouth became dry and his voice became hoarse, "It has strawberry flavor, do you want to try it?"

Qi Ran raised his eyebrows, showing a little doubt.

Then he saw Jiang Sheng picked up two bottles of milk that he didn't know when to deal with and hid behind him, one cold and one hot, and poured them on his chest on both sides.

On the glass coffee table, the pinkish-white liquid spread outward from that point, accumulating in the ditch in the middle, about to fall, as if it was really sprayed out.

……

The taste of one cold and one hot is really good, but it's a pity that Qi Ran is still a very honest anti-counterfeiting commissioner, so he only gave him a passing grade, and then agreed to go out for dinner.

His whole body was clean and fresh, his clothes were not messed up, and he could leave by zipping up the chain, but Jiang Sheng looked much more embarrassed, the sweater was wrinkled and wet, and was thrown on the ground, obviously unwearable.

His milk was spilled all over the place, and Qi Ran insisted on the principle that whoever caused the trouble should be responsible for dealing with it, and asked him to clean it up quickly, but Jiang Sheng was still the same before, and Qi Ran's total sum was only half of him, at most it was The point of oral.

He was not willing to let today's milk plan go to waste, and he didn't want to go to dinner at this time. When he knelt on the ground and wiped the table, he deliberately raised the circle outlined by the tights.

This is bigger than the chest muscles. He is very confident. He has practiced in front of the mirror many times, and he knows which angles and postures look best.

But Qi Ran couldn't see his tricks.

He was amused in his heart, and purposely stretched out his hand to touch him, and Jiang Sheng really rubbed against him without restraint.

Qi Ran snorted, and suddenly slapped him heavily.

Jiang Sheng was stunned by the beating, and a sense of shame welled up in his heart.

He turned his head, speechless for a moment.

Qi Ran chuckled, pinched the elastic area under his hands, like a black-hearted boss who is exploiting migrant workers under capitalism, "Stop seducing me, wipe it quickly."

Jiang Sheng, who was seen through, had no choice but to continue to clean up his criminal traces honestly.

……

It was almost nine o'clock when they arrived at the barbecue shop.

The store is not big, just on the side of the road, and it is very lively with people coming and going.

In Qi Ran's memory, he had never been to such a place.

It was smoky, everyone was talking and laughing loudly, there was a smell of fireworks.

Jiang Sheng wiped the chair for him and let him sit down, then handed him the menu.

Qi Ran took a look, "Order."

"Okay then," Jiang Sheng took a pen and quickly ticked off a string on the menu. He didn't eat dinner to wait for Qi Ran, and then he started exercising and was a little hungry. "Do you have any taboos or would you like to eat?"

Qi Ran thought for a while, "No lamb."

Jiang Sheng responded, "Don't you eat mutton? Why? The mutton here has no smell."

Qi Ran knew that well-handled mutton indeed had little smell, but after thinking about it for a while, he couldn't think of the reason.

It seems that it was a long time ago, and for some reason, I have never eaten mutton again, but maybe it has been too long and my memory is not clear.

However, Jiang Sheng just asked casually, and he skipped the meat related to sheep without eating it.

The two of them ate slowly for a long time. The taste of this restaurant was really good, and they tasted a lot of things and wine that they hadn't heard much before.

But Jiang Sheng, the person who claimed to take him to drink "real man's wine" Wusu, was blown by the night wind, and seemed a little drunk, and he clung to him in a greasy way.

When Qi Ran pulled him away, he would entangle him, and if he pulled him twice more, he would curse and say something like "It's a treasure when the score is scored, turn around and run away after the score is finished".

Qi Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but fortunately, the barbecue shop was not far from the apartment, and Jiang Sheng was only a little clingy, as long as he was asked to hold his arm, he would be very obedient.

For the sake of Da..., he took him back to the apartment and threw him on the sofa, and then called Wen Lan back, saying that he was coming back now.

After hanging up the phone, Qi Ran found out the car keys, and was about to go out when he smelled alcohol on his clothes, so he put them down again.

He took off his short sleeves, threw them into the washing machine, and stepped on his slippers into the cloakroom.

He found a white short-sleeve dress that was almost the same as the one he was wearing today, and was about to put it on when suddenly someone hugged him from behind.

He elbowed back reflexively.

Jiang Sheng groaned, his eyes became clearer after being beaten, but he still hugged him tightly.

He looked at Qi Ran accusingly, perhaps because of drinking, there was a little water in those sharp eyes, "You hit me again..."

Qi Ran was confident, "Who told you to walk silently."

Jiang Sheng clutched his chest and looked at him aggrievedly, "What if I was broken by you, you think I don't know, Qi Ran likes this place the most, this is my lifeblood..."

He was rambling on about things that he would never say when he was sober, and Qi Ran was amused to hear that, so he reached out and rubbed him.

Rubbing and rubbing, Jiang Sheng entangled him in a relapse.

He drank alcohol, and his body temperature was a little higher than usual, and the hot Q-bomb felt really good to the touch.

But Qi Ran still remembered that Wen Lan was leaving tomorrow, and he had to go home tonight.

So he squeezed it one last time, turned around and picked up the clothes that had just fallen on the shelf.

The white short sleeves had only been put on half of his head, and Jiang Sheng took advantage of his blindness to bully him, and pressed him against the closet door.

The author says:

Jiang Jiang on the surface: I'm drunk and I can't take care of myself

The actual Jiang Jiang: I’m clean and ready, will mint mouthwash be more stimulating?

The role of the beautiful idiot is still to come, he will suffer, hee hee