He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

The heat from behind, accompanied by the man's painful breathing, made Jing Rong's heart turbulent. The face that had just regained his coldness slowly eased and became much softer.

He grabbed Wen Yanzhi's hand from his shoulder, and said warmly: "You come with me."

Wen Yanzhi refused to let him go, and held him stubbornly like a difficult child. It seems that this illusion will disappear as soon as it is released.

Jing Rong felt the great anxiety in his heart, and he was faintly uneasy.

Patiently coaxed him, "I won't go, you let me go first."

Wen Yanzhi looked at him uncertainly. Jing Rong took him by the hand and stuffed him into his car.

He sits in the passenger seat and Jing Rong sits in the driver's seat. Jing Rong bent over to buckle Wen Yanzhi's seat belt, and Wen Yanzhi looked at that nice face so close to him, his eyes sank, and he held the boy's face with both hands, and he was about to kiss him.

"Don't move!" Jing Rong let out a soft sigh when his lips came over. He stared at Wen Yanzhi, "Did you just vomit?"

Wen Yanzhi quizzed his lips.

Jing Rong curled his lips lightly, "Remember to rinse your mouth first."

Wen Yanzhi was fascinated by his faint smile, and he didn't notice the meaning of what he just said. But before he could think deeply, he was pushed back by Jing Rong.

"Sit down and stop moving." Jing Rong buckled his seat belt smoothly.

Wen Yanzhi was obedient right now, sitting in the passenger seat without moving. When Jing Rong drove, he had no strength in his right hand, so he relied on his left hand. Drive very attentively.

However, he could still feel Wen Yanzhi's eyes fixed on his face. Not an instant.

"Where are we going?" Wen Yanzhi asked.

"You will know when you get there."

Wen Yanzhi nodded, and after a while, said quietly, "Today is my birthday."

"Yeah." Of course he knew, how else would he come to his birthday party?

"Everyone who came today gave me gifts, how about yours?"

Jing Rong tightened the steering wheel, "I'll give it to you in a while."

"Cut~ I think you didn't bring anything when you came."

Jing Rong turned his head and glanced at Wen Yan, without saying anything.

The car didn't drive long, and it stopped quickly.

"Get out of the car." Jing Rong turned off the car and turned to look at the man beside him. Wen Yanzhi unfastened his seat belt and glanced out the window. Outside is a magnificent hotel.

Wen Yanzhi lazily asked, "What are you doing here?"

Jing Rong got out of the car, threw the car key to the hotel doorman, and went in without answering Wen Yanzhi's words.

As soon as Jing Rong entered, someone had already sent the key card over.

Wen Yanzhi walked behind, looking at the young man's back, his heart suddenly jumped up, and his whole body was inexplicably hot.

Fuck!

It really is an illusion!

If it wasn't an illusion, how could he bring himself to such a place?

Jing Rong took the card and walked to the elevator entrance. When he turned around, he saw Wen Yanzhi still standing still on the spot, as if he had been drawn.

He sighed helplessly, turned back, and pulled the sleeve of his shirt, "Go."

"You...you brought me to open the house?" Wen Yanzhi asked incredulously, but followed his steps obediently.

The tone of this is not soft, let alone Jing Rong, even the people around him have heard it.

Everyone was holding back a faint smile, Jing Rong blushed, a little angered into anger, "Wen Yanzhi, do you hate the whole world to know it?"

He grabbed Wen Yanzhi and walked into the elevator.

Wen Yanzhi was still in consternation, and could only be led away by Jing Rong.

Because of this cognition, he was very excited and turbulent Nanning. However, when he actually arrived in the room, he calmed down instead.

impossible!

His kid avoids himself like something. During this period of time, he has been chasing him persistently, but his attitude has never been lukewarm and has not changed at all.

This time, even going abroad without a sound.

As long as he has such a little thought about himself, he would not be so ruthless.

He has no feelings for himself, not at all!

Wen Yanzhi was scared.

I was afraid that I had too much expectation, and what was waiting for him was a deeper disappointment. Therefore, he dare not even have any expectations.

As soon as he entered the room, he said: "You go! I don't need you to be with me here."

Jing Rong glanced at him and stuffed him into the bathroom, "Go take a shower."

He personally closed the door for Wen Yanzhi, remembering something, then opened the door again and walked in. Squeeze the toothpaste on the toothbrush and hand it to Wen Yanzhi, "Rinse your mouth. Rinse clean."

Wen Yanzhi looked at the young man dumbly. Jing Rong was a little uncomfortable when he saw him, and his long eyelashes fluttered, "Don't stare at me, hurry up. I...I'll wait for you outside."

In the last sentence, the voice was much lower. Then, he looked up at him, "Don't you want a gift? I will give it to you after washing it out."

Before Wen Yanzhi could come back to his senses, Jing Rong had already taken the door and went out.

inside.

Wen Yanzhi stood there, still muddled. He kept thinking in his mind, what kind of gift can he give himself? Actually, everything is good. As long as it was given by Jing Rong to himself, he would treasure it as a treasure.

However, nothing is good.

He is leaving.

No matter how good the gift is, it can't comfort his heart.

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Wen Yanzhi took this bath for half an hour.

Jing Rong was outside to check the time. When he was almost impatient, the bathroom door was finally pushed open.

Wen Yanzhi came out with a bath towel.

Jing Rong raised his eyes and met his gaze, and a blush was inexplicably flying on the boy's white face. He stood up.

"I'm finished." After taking a bath, Wen Yanzhi became much more sober.

The more sober, the deeper the depression in my heart.

He lit a cigarette for himself, took a sip, and glanced at Jing Rong, "What gift? Show it to me."

Jing Rong walked towards Wen Yanzhi step by step. The hand hanging to his side was tight and tight.

He raised his eyes to look at Wen Yanzhi, who was much taller than himself, and suddenly stretched out his hand to smoke the smoke between Wen Yanzhi's lips. Wen Yanzhi frowned. Before he recovered, Jing Rong raised his hand to hold his face and pressed him down suddenly.

Two people, the lips and the lips meet. Wen Yanzhi shook fiercely and stared at the young man. As if to see through the boy.

Jing Rong learned his tricks, and tossed on his lips. Even the tip of the tongue has to pry Wen Yanzhi's tongue away.

However, this person is extremely indifferent. His kiss could not be exchanged for Wen Yanzhi's response.

Jing Rong suddenly felt like a clown singing a one-man show. This feeling was particularly bad.

After a while, he was finally defeated.

Jing Rong looked at Wen Yanzhi in embarrassment, "You... don't you want it?"

Wen Yanzhi's breathing was heavy. There was fire in his eyes, but there was a clear chill between his eyes, and he stared at Jing Rong from top to bottom. The kind of aura and aura that belonged to a man made Jing Rong feel more pressured.

He asked coldly: "Is this the gift you said you want to give me?"

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