Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

[Brother]: Don’t say anything first. Your brother can still live for a long time, and I am not seeking death.

Before Wen Fei finished typing "Brother, do you think you won't live long...", he saw Wen Liang's reply.

The dining table they were sitting at was a long table that could seat eight people, and Wen Fei and Wen Liang were sitting opposite each other with several dishes between them.

Wen Fei looked up at her brother, who was weak and slender but had a passionate love affair, and felt that he certainly didn't look like someone who would die soon.

But Ji Jueming must be seeking death.

The matter with Jin Yuan had just been settled, but Ji Jueming actually rushed forward towards the blade.

Wen Fei used to think that his brother had not bothered Jueming since he went to college, and thought that his brother had finally passed the long adolescence and stopped causing trouble.

So I made a big one here.

[Sister]: Brother, did Brother Jueming make you angry again? I don’t think he deserves the death penalty.

Wen Liang put down his phone and glanced back at Ji Jueming.

Ji Jueming's crime certainly didn't deserve the death penalty. This time when he came back he was even more obedient than before.

As usual, Wen's mother would always scold him, saying unpleasant words one after another. Although Wen Liang protected Ji Jueming, he could not follow Ji Jueming to the study when Wen's father asked him to go in.

Wen Liang felt like bringing his wife to meet his parents, and was always worried that his daughter-in-law Ji Jueming would be bullied by her parents-in-law.

Ji Jueming stood in the restaurant with a warm crystal ceiling. His tall and straight figure was like a pine or cypress. He was handsome, but he looked very out of place when standing with a group of servants. He didn't look like a servant, but rather the one being served.

With such a sharp business acumen as his father, Wen's father could naturally see that Ji Jueming was no ordinary person. So for the sake of his son, he had to suppress Ji Jueming in order to control him and prevent him from running away with the chain around his neck.

Ji Jueming probably has PTSD about the Wen family.

The subtle influence of more than ten years has taken root in our bones and is difficult to remove.

Wen Liang saw that Ji Jueming seemed to be in a daze, and wondered if he was hungry.

Ji Jueming was actually emptying his mind.

Emptying his mind to escape reality is something he is used to doing.

He felt like he was standing in the center of a dark green lake, watching his toes sink into the water, followed by his ankles, calves…

A stone suddenly hits the calm water surface, and the ripples continue to spread.

After Ji Jueming regained his senses of the real world, he saw a hand holding a handful of caramel peanuts waving at him under the table.

Wen Ran was shaking so much that his shadow was almost visible, and Ji Jueming finally looked over.

They only had a basket of steamed dumplings and a bowl of tofu pudding in the morning. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon now, so Ji Jueming must be hungry.

Wen Liang didn't dare to take a target that was too obvious. There were dozens of peanuts in a plate of caramel peanuts, and no one would check if there were a dozen missing.

And caramel peanuts can supplement sugar.

Wen Liang saw that Ji Jueming saw it but didn't do anything, so he deliberately called out to him, "My soup bowl is empty, why don't you fill it for me?"

When Ji Jueming came over, Wen Liang stuffed the peanuts into Ji Jueming's trouser pocket without paying attention to other people. Ji Jueming paused, and the aroma of caramel lingered from below and upwards, enveloping his entire soul.

[886: Oh no, my pants are ruined]

Wen Liang looked at the sugar coating on his palm that had melted due to the temperature, and felt a little guilty [If your pants are dirty, you can still wash them, but if you are hungry, then you will really be hungry]

The young man stretched his hand in front of Ji Jueming, and without even opening his mouth, Ji Jueming took out a wet tissue to wipe his hands.

Father Wen looked at the outstanding and unruly wolf, who was still so obedient in front of his young son, and drank the medicinal soup with satisfaction.

This medicinal soup was specially cooked for Wen Liang to drink. It is said that it contains many tonic Chinese herbs such as rhinoceros horn powder and astragalus.

Ji Jueming wiped Wen Liang's hands but didn't serve him soup.

"Your body will get sick if it can't take the tonic. You'd better be careful recently."

A few days ago, Wen's father told Ji Jueming to take good care of Wen Ran in the recent days. The professor who was helping Wen Ran control his condition went to another city to give a lecture.

If something unexpected happens, it will take several days to ask someone to come back.

Wen Liang also remembered it, and his eyes lit up.

Isn't there a better way?

Ji Jueming didn't serve him the soup, so Wen Liang served it himself.

Although Wen's mother cares a lot about Wen Ran, she actually doesn't know as much about Wen Ran's illness and physical condition as Ji Jueming, who follows Wen Ran every day.

Mother Wen pushed the soup towards Wen Liang: "If he likes to drink it, just give it to him. Who told you to disobey the master?"

Ji Jueming had a cold face and said nothing.

Wen Liang stuffed something into his mouth after drinking the soup, which frightened Wen Fei.

"Brother, can your stomach handle this? Listen to Brother Cassia and stop eating."

Wen Liang said he could bear it, as he had a very good appetite.

After dinner, Wen Liang wanted to have dessert. Just as he picked up half a pork floss bun, Ji Jueming grabbed Wen Liang's wrist without caring about anything else.

He blatantly stopped Wen Liang, his voice cold: "Stop eating."

This was the first time that Ji Jueming showed a particularly obvious attitude in front of Wen's father and mother.

Wen Liang swallowed and gave the meat floss bun to Ji Jueming.

Then he turned around and picked up a bigger one: "I want the big clams with pork floss."

Ji Jueming was so angry that he almost laughed. He didn't know how Wen Ran dared to do that.

He still tried to stop him, and sure enough, the young master started to lose his temper:

"You've grown so powerful that you can even control my eating. Do you want to be punished?"

"I'm going to take the punishment, so don't eat anymore."

Wen Liang almost choked. This guy didn't play by the rules at all.

He just wanted to pretend to be sick to scare Ji Jueming into going to the next city to see the professor.

This method is better than Ji Jueming being whipped.

Wen Liang couldn't move his hands, so he raised his butt, leaned forward and took a big bite.

Anyway, he was just pretending to be sick, so he just had to pretend. Wen Liang finally stopped using his magical powers, and he was able to finish his meal in peace.

When Ji Jueming and Wen Liang returned to Wen Liang's bedroom, the caramel peanuts in Ji Jueming's trouser pocket had turned into peanuts without their clothes on.

Wen Liang reached into his pants as soon as he entered the room.

"I finally gave you some peanuts, but you didn't eat any. Your kindness is being taken for granted. If you don't eat them, then I will!"

Ji Jueming grabbed Wen Liang's wrist, picked him up and put him on the sofa.

In front of outsiders, they have to avoid suspicion and perform the tacit understanding between master and dog.

Ji Jueming lowered his head and licked the caramel left on Wen Liang’s palm where he had just touched the peanuts.

The tongue leaves a tingling sensation on the palm of your hand.

Ji Jueming thought, even if the door was closed, he would still be a dog.

It's just a vicious dog that wants to eat its master clean.

He didn't need to avoid suspicion or pretend to be indifferent and distant. Instead, he licked the boy's whole body like this.

"Ran Ran, why didn't you tell Director Wen that we were together?"

It's because I don't want you to get beaten.

Wen Liang pushed the man who had squeezed him into the corner of the sofa and made him unable to move, "I have to examine you again. You didn't even let me eat a big clam with meat floss. If you make my boyfriend's identity public and the identity is confirmed, won't you make me drink water every day to fill my stomach?"

Ji Jueming looked solemn, he knew the young master's habit that whenever he felt guilty, he would deliberately say something to anger him in order to change the subject.

Ji Jueming did not continue to ask. He urged the young master to go wash up, and when he came out, he made him take a digestive tablet with warm water.

But before 12 o'clock, Wen Liang started to have stomachache.

It’s even worse than the last time I ate buns.

His breath was long in and out, his whole body was burning hot, as if it was flooded, and his throat felt like fire was spewing out of it.

【Wen Liang: I just ate a little more...how did I get sick? ?】

[886: That bowl of medicinal food contains a lot of yang-boosting ingredients. You are not sick, you are in heat.]