Ah, whose main god was eaten alive by cannon fodder?

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, they won't succeed.

Besides, my brother has a sweetheart."

Wen Xiaoyun patted his chest and made the promise.

But I was thinking about asking my mother when I have time, what era is it that still involves arranged marriages?

Isn't this just pushing his brother into the fire?

"Okay." Jiang Zhiyi leaned over and looked at the sofa where Wen Xiaoyun had just sat.

"Aren't you going to see your friend?"

Several boys and girls of the same age as Wen Xiaoyun looked over here frequently.

Wen Xiaoyun followed Jiang Zhiyi's gaze.

His lackeys and close friends all looked at him with gossipy eyes.

Even from such a distance, he could even feel that those eyes were giving him a ten-gigabyte collection of essays.

He waved his hand carelessly:

"Don't pay attention to them, they're just a bunch of bored people with nothing to do.

My brother asked me to take care of you, and if I don't take good care of you, he will definitely blame me."

"I don't really like the noise. Shall we go over there?"

Jiang Zhiyi pointed to the corner of the hall outside.

Wen Xiaoyun nodded.

He saw it.

Jiang Zhiyi seemed to have little interest in anything.

The two walked towards the most remote banquet hall.

Along the way, many people who knew Wen Xiaoyun greeted him.

No matter what age he is, his expression is always calm.

He's definitely the young master of the Wen family.

Sitting on the sofa in the corner, Jiang Zhiyi took out a box from his pocket.

In fact, it was taken out from space.

"For you, happy birthday!"

Wen Xiaoyun didn't expect that Jiang Zhiyi would prepare a birthday present for him.

I feel flattered.

He took the small box with both hands.

His eyes were full of sincerity: "Thank you!"

In an instant he decided to open the box right then and there, and no matter what was inside he would treat it as the most precious birthday present.

You know, Jiang Zhiyi was just brought back.

He is not liked by his family and may not have any money at all.

You might not even see him at all if you come to the party.

But I still prepared a gift for him.

This shows how upright Jiang Zhiyi's character is.

He is someone worth making friends with.

He must give him the greatest face.

The box was opened, and inside lay an exquisite bracelet.

The main body of the bracelet is a snake.

A small dark snake coiled up, head to tail connected.

A snow-white little rabbit was coiled at the snake's tail.

The black snake spit out its red tongue, lowered its raised head, and licked the little rabbit's pink three-petal mouth with its forked red tongue.

The black vertical pupils look happy and enjoyable.

The little rabbit's eyes are a rare golden color.

If you look closely, you can seem to see the sweetness in those golden eyes.

The extreme contrast between black and white makes the bracelet look mysterious and ancient.

The red tongue and the pink three-petal mouth give this bracelet a playful and lively look.

Wen Xiaoyun believes that he has seen countless good things.

But for some reason, he felt that this bracelet was even more stunning than the pink diamond bracelet that he had sold for 80 million at the last auction.

Whether it is from the design concept or the material.

They are all better than that.

"I made this myself, I hope you like it."

Jiang Zhiyi said.

Strictly speaking, it should have been done by him and Lin Ye together.

I did two at that time.

One for Lin Ye and one for him.

Lin Ye’s watch is always worn on Lin Ye’s wrist.

When he left that world, he put it in the space.

"I like it. I really like it."

Wen Xiaoyun couldn't let go of the little rabbit.

For some reason, he thought the little rabbit was really cute.

Not to mention that the black snake wanted a kiss, he also wanted a kiss.

Then he handed the bracelet to Jiang Zhiyi: "Please put it on for me. I declare that this is the best birthday gift I have ever received."

Everyone in the Wen family: ...

All of Wen Xiaoyun's best friends: ...

Those who have painstakingly selected gifts: ...

The snake body of the bracelet is retractable.

It was just right for Wen Xiaoyun to wear.

"Doesn't it look good?"

He shook the new gift on his wrist.

Happy like a little kid.

At the same time, his face turned completely red again.

The scene of Jiang Zhiyi helping him put on the bracelet just now lingered in his mind.

Jiang Zhiyi's fingers are very beautiful.

They were the most beautiful pair of hands he had ever seen.

The reason why his face suddenly turned red was that Jiang Zhiyi's fingers seemed to have their own temperature.

When I put on the bracelet, I accidentally stroked his wrist and felt the soft touch from my fingertips.

A bit burning.

The skin on his wrist that had been touched still seemed hot.

"It looks good." Jiang Zhiyi praised without hesitation.

His eyes were shining.

If you look carefully, you will find that the eyes of the rabbit are exactly the same as those on the bracelet.

He really thinks it looks good.

At this moment he seemed to see the souls of the two of them approaching each other.

It was not worn on Wen Xiaoyun's hand, but on the wrist of that soul.

Wen Xiaoyun was stunned by Jiang Zhiyi at this moment.

For some reason, he felt that Jiang Zhiyi's eyes were exactly the same as that of the little rabbit.

With a sweet taste.

He benefited a lot from it.

Wen Xiaoyun's Adam's apple rolled and he felt his throat was a little dry.

He picked up the juice next to him and took a sip.

The sweet taste slides down and the hot feeling subsides.

But this atmosphere made him feel helpless.

My mind started to get confused again.

He handed over the juice in his hand:

"It's delicious, do you want to try it?"

He regretted it after handing it over.

Woohoo, he handed over what he had drunk.

Would Jiang Zhiyi think he was impolite?

Just as he was about to take it back, Jiang Zhiyi took the cup first.

He placed the crystal clear glass to his lips and tilted his head slightly.

The orange-yellow juice becomes less and less as it rolls down the throat.

Wen Xiaoyun, whose hand was still frozen in mid-air, stared at the slender, white neck with his eyes wide open again.

Especially in dim light, my throat rolls.

Full of different temptations.

"It's sweet, but I still like drinking."

Jiang Zhiyi smiled, put down the juice glass, and picked up the red wine glass next to it.

Maybe he held the glass a little too high.

A trace of wine spilled.

Sliding along the corner of his mouth to his neck.

The red wine slid down the white neck, the scene was incredibly erotic.

"Um~ Do you have any tissues?"

Jiang Zhiyi put down his wine glass and unbuttoned his collar to prevent the wine from getting on his clothes.

Wen Xiaoyun hurriedly reached for the tissue next to him.

Jiang Zhiyi's hands were busy tugging at his clothes, and it was obvious that he had no time to wipe the wine stains off his body.

Wen Xiaoyun could only bite the bullet and help wipe it.

The one on the neck is easy to wipe, but if it flows into the clothes, you need to keep it close to the clothes.

Wen Xiaoyun had no choice but to get closer to Jiang Zhiyi's neck.

She leaned down to his collar.