Because unlike any of his previous tones, it was something that any awake bystander could notice.

Gentle and self-controlled.

It's not so much the cold and powerful gentleman on weekdays, At this moment, it has inexplicably softened.

Maybe Jing Mian is crazy.

It's more like ......

Brother's voice.

Maybe it was the alcohol that softened Mr.'s aura, causing him to have such an illusion, Jing Mian thought, how could Mr. Ren have a chance to get drunk? To be precise, according to the character of the gentleman, he will not allow himself to get drunk at all.

I suddenly remembered that Mr. Ren had mentioned before that on the last night after leaving W City, he was going to attend a wine tasting.

Could it be that you got drunk at a wine tasting?

But didn't Mr. Ren say that wine tasting is just a façade, mainly to talk about projects and cooperation?

Jing Mian hesitated for a few seconds, but still walked over obediently, and at the same time took off his coat and put it on the small sofa on the side.

"Sir, are you uncomfortable?"

Looking at the man from this angle, because of the slightly dim light and shadow, only slightly outlines the deep and superior side face of Mr. Ren, the outline is dim, and the expression is not clear.

Jing Mian leaned over slightly, squatted down a little, and asked tentatively: "There is still a bottle of sobering medicine at home, do you want to drink a little?" ”

Mr. Ren did not respond to himself.

It is winter, drunkenness is the weakest time in people's consciousness, the door was not closed just now, and the cold wind that penetrated was enough to invade the body, and it was easy to catch a cold, and even fever.

Jing Mian was a little worried, and stretched out his hand to touch the temperature of Mr. Ren's skin.

I didn't wait for it to be touched, but I was suddenly grabbed by my wrist.

The strength is neither heavy nor light, compared to the soft state of ordinary people when they are drunk, Mr. Ren is the opposite, and even his palms are a little hot.

At the same time, Jing was at a loss, and a little embarrassed.

Mr. Ren, who was drunk, expressed his obvious refusal to him.

It's just that Jing Mian wanted to try to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't.

The hand was still firmly gripping itself, and even the temperature was strongly conductive, and Jing Mian's coping strategy for this sudden situation was almost zero, so after waiting for a while, he found that he still couldn't change his original state, and shouted in a low voice: "... Mr. ”

"I won't touch you anymore." Jing Mian had nothing to do, so he had to whisper to him: "I want to go and get the medicine." ”

"Take the medicine?"

Mr. Ren repeated.

Jing Mian was just about to respond, but he was suddenly strangled by his waist, and in just an instant, the person was lifted up, and he went from squatting down to look at Mr. Ren to sitting on Mr. Ren's lap, and his legs were forced to separate and sink.

Jing Mian: "! ”

Mr. Ren hugged him closer, and the man seemed to be looking at him seriously, asking, "Is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

As before, the voice was gentle and excessive.

It's just that not only the chest, such a posture inevitably makes their noses extremely close, and Jing Mian has to retreat a little so that his breathing will not be disturbed.

Jing Mian unconsciously held his breath, and suddenly it became the current situation, which made him unavoidably helpless, and even became stumbling when he responded to the explanation: "No, it's not that I'm uncomfortable." ”

Mr. Ren asked, "Then why take the medicine?" ”

When Jingmian was held, he was also very obedient.

didn't break free, maintained his original posture, and was slowly hugged tightly by Mr.

Jing Mian said, "Give it to Mr. to eat." ”

Mr. Ren lowered his eyes, his shallow pupils were not clear under the illumination of the lamp, the man's thin lips pursed slightly, and said, "If a year ago, the object of family marriage with the Jing family was not the Ren family, would you accept it?" ”

“…？”

Jing Mian was a little confused.

Although he didn't understand what Mr. Ren meant, Jing Mian still replied in conformity: "No." ”

Ren Xingwan opened his lips and suddenly said, "What if it's the He family in the north of the city?" ”

……

？

The He family?

Jing Mian held his breath slightly.

The He family in the north of the city is a big family.

Regardless of financial power and power, they are all prominent, and they are undoubtedly hairpins in the world.

"If the He family proposed marriage, would everything be different now?"

The gentleman's voice was still gentle, but inexplicably hoarse.

Jing Mian's pupils trembled slightly.

Forgot to breathe for a while.

Whether it is the atmosphere at the moment, or the conversation between Mr. Ren and him, it is too different from usual.

His heartbeat was beating without warning, Jing Mian pursed his lips, and at the same time, he was at a loss, and at the same time, he responded suspiciously: "Did someone say something to you?" ”

“……”

Obviously, Mr. Ren didn't hear the answer he wanted.

The back waist is buckled.

"What were you going to give me food just now?"

Mr. Ren asked suddenly.

“… Well? ”

Jing Mian opened his lips as if he reacted, and as soon as the word "medicine" was halfway said, it was instantly swallowed into his lips, with a clear but rich intoxicating breath, breaking into his lips and teeth, as well as Mr. Ren's strong and hot taste.

Because he skipped the step of being pried open, this kiss didn't even have a chance to dodge a little, his fingertips rubbed the back of his neck, the air was plundered clean, the tip of his tongue was stirred, and it was like attacking the city and grazing the ground, making Jing Mian tremble at the same time, almost out of breath.

The burning brain is also not very sober.

"Sleepy drinking?"

Mr. Ren stepped back a little and said softly, "My mouth smells of wine." ”

When Jing Mian heard this, his face instantly turned red to his neck: "......"

That's the smell of gentleman's wine.

The taste of his lips and teeth is the strong drunkenness after being soaked by Mr. Ren.

Jing Mian heard the frantic heartbeat in his chest.

He wasn't sure if it came from him.

In such a hot and noisy situation, when Jing Mian felt cold, his perception became more sensitive than usual in the less abundant light, and he quickly noticed something unusual.

Jing Mian felt that his wide hand reached into the hem of his clothes, and at the same time, it felt warm and slightly cool to the touch, and somehow, the sense of crisis that made the Adam's apple roll like disinfection spontaneously appeared.

Jingmian realized that the drunk gentleman seemed to ...... Fulfill marital obligations with yourself.

Inexplicably, my mind went back to two weeks ago, when he was drugged by Greek, and Mr. Ren had traveled a long way to find him, although it was not time for them to fulfill their obligations, but Mr. Ren didn't even have time to go home to help him.

In Jing Mian's view, the unusually unhealthy state of being drunk is no different from himself who has been drugged.

Mr. Ren helped him, and he was obliged to help him back.

It's just that, with the experience of the first two times, Jing Mian knows that if there is a class in the morning tomorrow, he may be afraid that he will skip.

But the good thing is that tomorrow is the weekend.

It's just that Jing Mian was thinking wildly, but his thoughts were interrupted unexpectedly, Jing Mian's eyelashes trembled, and he shrank and said, "Sir......"

"My fingers are a little cold..."

Mr. Ren's hands are very beautiful, but whenever they are used for other purposes, while being ashamed, it makes Jing Mian feel an inexplicable sense of guilt, and there is an illusion that the gifts of the gods have been desecrated and sunk.

Ren Xingwan: "Cool? ”

Mr. Ren's hand stopped, but he didn't withdraw: "I'm sorry, I just came back from outside." ”

Jing Mian: "It's okay. ”

I thought that Mr. Ren was just apologizing, but when his hand was the opposite, Jing Mian suddenly felt that it seemed to really stop.

An Yi came too suddenly, Jing Mian didn't even react, and looked at Mr. Ren in a daze.

So, when he was placed on the sofa, a question mark appeared on Jing Mian's head.

The tiger's mouth between the thumb and index finger held the leg socket, and while being separated, it was slowly pressed down, almost touching the shoulder.

The field of vision flipped quickly, and when Jing Mian looked at the ceiling blankly, he felt that Mr. Ren leaned over, and the young man's pupils suddenly shrank, and his palms trembled, and he pushed Mr. Ren's shoulder in shock.

It's one thing to be obligatory, but it's another thing to be out of bounds of obligation.

“…… Mr. Ren! ”

Jing Mian raised his hand and pressed the back of his fingers against his lips, but to no avail, and soon there was wetness in his eyes, and his vision became blurred.

originally thought that Mr. Ren after being drunk was no different from before, and even more cold and silent, but after really communicating with the other party, he noticed that the man's aura was a little softer, even gentle and self-controlled, which made people feel a heartbeat that they wanted to get closer.

But then, Jing Mian realized that he was wrong.

It's even quite outrageously wrong.

Mr...... It's like I'm angry.

Many thoughts flashed, only this one was a short stay, and subconsciously, Jing Mian vaguely perceived and realized this fact.

After a long time, Jing Mian found that the title of Mr. didn't seem to help, but made the situation worse, so he held back his trembling and changed his words in a low voice: "Brother." ”

……

"Brother...... Stop, sir..."