Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

This school building is inhabited by wealthy young masters. Although few people choose to live on campus, there are still some people living there.

'Dating your roommate' and 'flirting with your roommate in the dormitory' are two completely different concepts.

The more Wen Liang thought about it, the more scared he became: "Ji Jueming, let's go in first. You can get jealous after we go into the dormitory first. If someone finds out, our reputation will be ruined."

"It's spread throughout the profession that I'm your dog who doesn't bark when on a leash. What good reputation do I have?"

This question left Wen Liang speechless.

The problem was that the original owner, Wen Ran, had been ill for too long, so long that the two elders of the Wen family looked everywhere for ways to treat him, and those who were in business and even politics knew more or less about the Wen family.

Ji Jueming's existence is no secret.

Otherwise, Jin Yuan would not have been able to recognize him and Ji Jueming on the first day of school.

"Didn't I tell you that I don't treat you like a dog? Why do you keep harping on this? You..."

What he was about to say was interrupted by Ji Jueming, who said he was not happy even though he was not a dog.

Wen Liang's gums were bitten and he cried. Is there any dog ​​that is so disobedient as him? This is clearly a wolf!

Wen Liang was pushed against the door, pushing Ji Jueming's chin with one hand, looking around in fear. He was also afraid that Ji Jueming would spill the food in his hands, so he helped to hold it with concern.

Wen Liang was very busy.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a doorknob being pressed in the dormitory behind me.

Wen Liang was frightened like a jumping cat. He bit Ji Jueming's tongue and now that he was free, he rushed into Ji Jueming's arms in a panic.

There was a sweet and fishy taste of blood on Ji Jueming's tongue. He faced the door and calmly unlocked it in less than a second and walked directly in with Wen Liang.

The door behind him had been closed for a long time before Wen Liang shouted tremblingly:

"It's all your fault! They've seen us, they must have seen us. My studies are ruined and I can't face anyone anymore!"

Ji Jueming lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Ran, who was covering his head with the collar of his coat, with a smile on his lips. He put down the lunch box in his hand and took out the timid kitten after he was satisfied. "No one saw him. Ran Ran is still the wise and brave Ran Ran."

Wen Liang raised his head and looked at him: "Really?"

Ji Jueming nodded, "Really, I didn't even see what that person was wearing, and he didn't see us either."

The young man who had been crying as if the sky had fallen just now stopped howling instantly, pulled Ji Jueming's sleeve to wipe his tears and went to get his insulated lunch box.

His face-changing skills are extraordinary.

I cried for a while and let everything that had just happened downstairs drift away with my tears, as if I had unilaterally declared that the story was over.

He seemed to remember something, pulled out his small schoolbag, took out a bag wrapped in a black plastic bag and stuffed it into Ji Jueming's hand.

Ji Jueming threw it directly into the trash can.

Wen Liang widened his eyes:

"That's the birthday present I bought you. Do you despise it so much? You are still mad at me."

Ji Jueming turned around and went to pick it up from the trash can, and to show that he didn't mind, he opened it directly.

Three pairs of men's underwear came into view.

"Do you like it?" Wen Liang thought he was really good at giving gifts, and came closer as if to ask for credit, "I specially picked out three colors I like, yellow, green and white. The one you hung on the balcony is torn in the front, and you didn't buy a new one, so I bought it for you."

In fact, Wen Liang had just bought these from the service shop downstairs. They were eight dollars each, and Wen Liang bought three of them generously and bargained for 20 dollars.

Ji Jue knew that the little guy had been saving money recently, so it was already an unprecedented generosity for him to spend 20 yuan on him.

but,

"Of course, you bought too small."

Wen Liang: ...

Wen Liang: "XXL ones are all small, how big is your butt? Do you have a big waist?"

Ji Jueming pulled Wen Liang's hand around his waist, and then led him to touch down, "Is it a pot waist? You can feel it yourself to see if it's a pot waist."

Wen Liang stammered and his cheeks blushed.

Ji Jueming doesn't have a bucket waist, he has a dog waist, with a thin waist, a perky butt, and just the right eight abdominal muscles.

He counted them.

Ji Jueming understood the little guy clearly. He was all talk and no action. He was a giant in words but a dwarf in actions. He would become a coward when the real situation came.

He said in a hoarse voice: "The waist is not small, but the rest of the body is small"

"I am happy even if I don't wear the gift you gave me but just look at it"

In the past, Wen Ran would transfer money to him directly on his birthday every year, but she would not transfer too much, for fear that he would become too arrogant with too much money and would not be able to use his money properly.

Wen Liang pulled the black plastic bag and said, "No, I'll change it tomorrow. I buy it to wear, otherwise it's a waste of money."

Ji Jueming's world is undergoing earth-shaking changes because of the boy's experience.

Ji Jueming pulled Wen Liang to sit on his lap, and all his gloomy thoughts were washed away by happiness.

Wen Ran is his now.

He is the only one who can make Wen Ran choose underwear carefully.

He had previously made a dumpling for Jin Yuan with a dollar in it, so he gave Jin Yuan a one-dollar coin.

But Wen Ran gave me a pair of underwear worth more than twenty yuan, and more than twenty yuan is more than twenty yuan.

So Wen Ran must like him more than twenty times as much as Jin Yuan.

Wen Ran likes him more.

The hot blood in Ji Jueming's heart rushed through his whole body, and he took out a box from his bag.

Compared with Wenliang's plastic bag, the black leather and metal buckle box is simply more high-end.

Wen Liang grinned and said: "I have a gift for your birthday."

He opened it with great joy, and found a whip with a black handle and a red tail...

Why does Ji Jueming always have some thoughts about Ace Aimu in his mind? Childhood education experience is really important. It must be that he was always beaten when he was a child, so now he is well and has grown crooked.

Wen Liang slammed the door shut, threw it on the bed, and stood up to reach the incubator.

The food still smells good.

"Don't be angry with me. I've been through enough stress today. I'm afraid my illness will relapse."

Ji Jueming had no choice but to pick up the box. Wen Liang took a sneak peek and saw that the guy didn't throw it away. Instead, he secretly stuffed the box onto his bed.

He shook his head helplessly, and the phone in his back pocket suddenly vibrated.

The phone interface showed a message from Shen Sinan.

Shen Sinan: Your name

Shen Sinan: Gentle

Shen Sinan: Gentle

Shen Sinan: First name

Shen Sinan: Gentle

......

Wen Liang looked at the repeated sentences sent by Shen Sinan and felt a little uneasy.

[Wen Liang: Why don’t we go to Lanwan Jingkang Hospital tonight to look for Shen Sinan]

[886: Exchange [Escape]?]

[Wen Liang: Actually, there is something called a taxi in this world. Why don’t I just take a taxi there? ]

【886: Actually, there is a kind of people in your world called security guards. Do you want to be beaten out?】

........

[Wen Liang: Exchange me a [Escape]]

【886: OK】

It takes longer to find the props produced in the mall than to take a car. As soon as Ji Jueming fell asleep, Wen Liang immediately used the props and appeared directly in Shen Sinan's ward, getting there in one step.

There must be surveillance in the single VIP ward. Fortunately, [Escape] can naturally destroy the traces that are not in line with the rules of the world.

Shen Sinan was not asleep. He was sitting on the bed facing the window in front of him. His back looked lonely and desolate. His black hair was blown slightly by the wide open window in front of him. The vague profile of his face looked like the protagonist in a comic book, with a beauty that jumped out of the dimension.

He was using his cell phone to send a message to Wen Liang.

Because the cell phone in Wen Liang's back pocket was still vibrating.

How much he wanted to see him.

Wen Liang called out tentatively, "Shen Sinan?"

Shen Sinan turned around and saw Wen Lianghou's handsome face turned pale. Cold sweat instantly flowed down his forehead. He uttered a word coldly:

"roll"