Wen Jingrong walked over, ignoring that the girl was hijacking her little servant, took a thin blanket from the sofa, and wrapped Meng Shuixin, who was thinly dressed: "Classmate Meng Shuixin, it's windy here, it's not good to be sick." ”

He seemed to have practiced the action of draping himself in a blanket thousands of times, and Meng Shui's heart relaxed.

"Young Master......" Wen Shi whispered, with a little resentment.

"You go out and prepare the car, I'll come here." Wen Jingrong took Meng Shuixin's hand away from Wen Shi's neck and wrapped it in a blanket together.

Wenshi bowed his head and left.

But because he was too skilled, and his movements were obviously very warm, Meng Shuixin didn't feel the young man's mind at all.

I can't see through it, I can't touch it, even if this teenager can spoil you to heaven one second, the next second, who says that he won't pull you down to boundless hell?

"Meng Shuixin, I know, you won't kill him." Wen Jingrong wrapped Meng Shuixin and gently pushed it onto the recliner, "What brand of clothes does Meng Shuixin like?" ”

Meng Shuixin was silent and watched Wen Jingrong's movements.

I saw the young man open the wardrobe, the position of the wardrobe was set very cleverly, and the clothes inside could be clearly seen from Meng Shuixin's angle.

There was a cabinet full of clothes, each of which was designed by famous artists, but Meng Shuixin found that most of them were Zhang Yi's designs.

"That ......" Meng Shuixin pointed to a red dress, "You are very familiar with Zhang Yi?" ”

Wen Jingrong took off his clothes and handed them to Meng Shuixin: "Let's change your clothes first." ”

The two of them were separated by a door, Meng Shuixin leaned against the door with her skirt, and the sound insulation effect of the door was not good.

Meng Shuixin could hear Wen Jingrong's sound of methodically flipping through the newspaper.

She walked to the mirror with her skirt, which fit just right on herself, as if it was tailor-made.

Looking at himself in the mirror and then at a cabinet of clothes, Meng Shuixin suddenly realized something.

She took out all the clothes in the cupboard and tried them on herself one by one, each one fitting without incident.

Meng Shuixin pushed open the door, Wen Jingrong was reading the newspaper on the sofa, quiet and indifferent, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a sixteen-year-old boy.

"Okay?" Wen Jingrong put down the newspaper when he heard the movement and looked at the girl in front of him.

"Well, do you have a girlfriend?" The girl looked at him with her hands folded over her shoulders.

Wen Jingrong's eyes seemed to be surrounded by flowing water: "No." ”

"That's right, I like these clothes and shoes, give them to me, right?" Meng Shui said in his heart.

"Okay." Wen Jingrong replied calmly, "I asked them to pack up and send them to the Meng family......"

"So simply?" Meng Shuixin looked at Wen Jingrong.

Wen Jingrong just stood up, put the newspaper aside, and looked at the bedroom that was messed up by Meng Shuixin: "Do you want me to reject you?" Meng Shuixin? ”

The young man looked at himself gently, exhaling like an orchid, Meng Shuixin had no words for a while, and secretly scolded himself for being mistaken by beauty, which was really unassuming!

However, Wen Shi said just now that she dragged Wen Jingrong last night and didn't let go, she shouldn't have done such a shameful thing, right?

"That, beauty?" Meng Shuixin grabbed Wen Jingrong's collar and pulled the boy in front of him, the boy had a faint smell of handmade soap, as if it was mint, and sucked it into his body, making the whole person very refreshing.

"I didn't do anything to you last night, did I?" Meng Shuixin looked at Wen Jingrong's eyes and asked tentatively.

Meng Shuixin wanted to ask, didn't say anything to this guy last night that shouldn't have been said, right?

"Meng Shuixin, what do you want to do to me?" Wen Jingrong didn't break free from Meng Shuixin's pull, his eyes looked at the girl's whole body intentionally or unintentionally, "What can you do to me?" ”

Meng Shuixin is a sixteen-year-old girl in the end, and her physical development is indeed not a woman.

She didn't shy away from Wen Jingrong's scrutiny, her hand was on Wen Jingrong's heart, the young man's white shirt was gently pulled by Meng Shuixin, and the buttons were torn off, vaguely revealing a vague scene.

"Beauty, you have to know that if I want to do something, it must have nothing to do with age......" Meng Shuixin skillfully lit a fire on Wen Jingrong's body,

The young man let the woman tease, but the clarity in his eyes did not recede at all.

"Beauty, are you going to obey me?" Meng Shuixin's fingertips gently stroked Wen Jingrong's thin lips, "Tsk, they all say that men with thin lips are affectionate~"

"What good do I have from you?" Wen Jingrong saw that the girl skillfully moved inch by inch on his body, and a trace of dark light flashed in his eyes.

"I'll take care of you......" Meng Shuixin's finger stopped between the two petals of the young man's lips and said with a smile.

"As far as I know, you still owe the Tang family 100 million, right? How do you take care of me? Wen Jingrong's lips twitched one by one, wiping the girl's fingers on his lips.

The warm breath sprayed on the girl's hands, but it made Meng Shui's heart cold.

The hand was taken away from Wen Jingrong's lips, rubbed on the young man's white shirt by the way, and pushed the young man away: "Wen Jingrong, are you and I friends or enemies?" ”

Wen Jingrong Lala's shirt that was crumpled by the girl smiled gently: "It depends on whether Meng Shuixin wants to be a friend or an enemy with me......

"I'm going home, I don't need you to send ......" Meng Shuixin glared at Wen Jingrong, and when he wanted to leave, he was pulled back by the young man.

The young man pressed himself on the sofa, he half-squatted down, put a pair of shoes on Meng Shuixin's feet, and said without raising his head: "Are you going back?" Then I'll have to go to see my classmates alone......"

"What did you say?" Meng Shuixin reacted at this time, and yesterday's events rushed to his mind one by one, "Someone was injured?" Lin Chuyang clearly said......"

"Don't worry......" Wen Jingrong slowly put on Meng Shuixin's shoes, "They are just too weak, oh, Yang Yu is really injured, but not strictly." ”

"Yang Yu ......" Meng Shuixin suddenly remembered the boy who was obviously scared but still protected him, "What happened yesterday?" ”

Wen Jingrong motioned to Meng Shuixin to look at the newspaper next to him.

Meng Shuixin opened the newspaper and found a report about yesterday's events on the second page.

Indeed, as Huang Ze said, the newspaper only published that the director was injured because his classmates went to the construction site to play without permission.

Finally, parents are also warned to pay attention to the supervision of children except for play.

Meng Shuixin squeezed the newspaper in his hand.

Wen Jingrong's hand wrapped Meng Shuixin's clenched fist and took the newspaper out of the girl's hand.

"Are you going? Meng Shuixin, Lin Chuyang, who sacrificed his life to save him, may also be in the hospital......"

Wen Jingrong, you really know a lot......

Meng Shuixin withdrew his hand, and the back of his hand slid lightly over the back of the young man's hand: "Beauty, are you jealous?" ”

------Off topic------

Every time Mao watches these two guys play against each other, I have a feeling of turbulent waves, Emma, I always feel that whoever is going to pounce on someone in the next second!

What do you think~

Ambiguous escalation, beauty, are you jealous?

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!

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