turn a rival into a wife

Ren Er was surprised that this broken pavilion didn't take the opportunity to attack him, well, it changed him by 0.01 points.

But the embarrassment at the moment is still 100%.

He was too embarrassed to look at Jiang Mian, but he heard Jiang Mian's laughter, and took the flower from his hand with kindness in his little dimple.

"It's that old lady. I've met them before. The flowers they sell are all the same. The aunt just said that she has bad eyesight. She must have made a mistake."

Jiang Mian took the flower under her nose and sniffed it: "It's really fragrant, thank you, Brother Ting and I will leave first, and then we will contact you."

Ren Er looked at Jiang Mian with a dazed expression as he got into the car, he was helping himself out, he was really an angel descended to earth, how could there be such a good and kind person in the world.

Song Wanting also returned to the car, and his eyes fell on the rearview mirror, which showed Ren Er looking at them eagerly, maybe because the end of his eyes was always slightly down, he always showed a little pitiful.

But Song Wanting will not be confused, he already knows how annoying this person is.

"Mianmian, how did you meet Ren Er?"

As the car drove away, Jiang Mian talked about how he met Ren Er.

Ren Er looked at the car driving away, pursed his mouth, raised his foot in depression and kicked the stones on the ground, and returned to the car dejectedly.

Although Gauss didn't know exactly what happened outside in the car, he could tell with his eyes, and sighed for his boss: "Boss, give up, the other party drives a luxury car, and there is no sign of baldness. Pickups can't beat him."

He was telling the truth.

Ren Er took out a piece of strawberry-flavored lollipop from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth. He was quitting smoking recently, and his eyes flickered.

On the way back, he thought about it all the way, looked at the shops passing by outside casually, and his eyes froze suddenly: "Stop!"

The frightened Gauss was shocked, and hurriedly found a place to stop the car: "What's the matter, boss?"

Ren Er jumped out of the car excitedly, and Gauss quickly followed, and saw him rushing to a car dealership, selling motorcycles, there were so many handsome people who couldn't walk, and they were dazzling in the sun.

"Boss, how do you sell this motorcycle?" Ren Er patted the red motorcycle beside him.

The boss was receiving guests, and he glanced at him: "Sixty thousand."

Ren Er's hand slid down from the top with a swish, and the man followed suit, staring at the motorcycle with wide eyes, it was too expensive.

Gauss circled around the motorcycle, almost spitting out: "It's so handsome, this is the love motorcycle in my dream."

Ren Er bit the lollipop into pieces: "Really handsome?"

Gauss nodded sharply.

Ren Er made up his mind, turned around and shouted to the boss: "Keep this one for me, I'll buy it later." After speaking, he dragged Gauss and got into the car: "Go to Brother Long."

Gauss also thought about it now: "Boss, you don't mean to compare this with Lamborghini, it's really..."

"What do you know? Motorcycles are different from cars. Besides, I compare cars with that broken pavilion. Unless I die, you can deposit some money in Tiandi Bank for me, so I may not be able to compare with him, so I can only walk away Be slanted, find another way.”

Ren Er said proudly, the depression just now dissipated, and he got up again.

When he arrived at Li Long, he smiled: "Brother Long, can I advance my salary for two months? It's urgent."

Li Long is in his 40s this year, and he looks calm and pretentious. He really didn't treat Ren Er badly. The house was given to him for free, and they also got free food and drink when they came to work here, and they paid him a salary of [-] yuan a month.

But if I can't stand Ren Er, I don't have a plan. I will invite these younger brothers to eat, drink and have fun once.

Li Long looked at him, still rough, no different from when he was sixteen or seventeen. His own daughter is three years old this year, but when he had a daughter, he always felt that it was not the first time he became a father.

There is a big age gap between him and Ren Er, and Ren Er followed him when he was very young. Rather than saying that he regards Ren Er as his younger brother, it is better to say that he regards Ren Er as his son.

Although he has always known that he spends money lavishly, he doesn't gamble, and he doesn't get involved in those messy things. Young people love to play, so they never care about him.

Behind the scenes, in fact, he secretly kept his wife's banknotes for Ren Er. This was his wife's reminder that Ren Er spent money lavishly and showed loyalty. Although we planned to give him [-] yuan a month, we only gave him [-] yuan. Let's save the [-] for him.

Now that I heard that Ren Er was going to spend so much money, I thought of what happened to him in the hospital before, and couldn't help worrying that this kid had never been in a relationship before, so he would be cheated again.

"Tell me, what do you plan to do with this money?"

Ren Er poured a cup of tea for Li Long, and he was really a good boy: "I want to buy a motorcycle."

Li Long still didn't believe it: "Really?"

"Really, I'll go buy it in a while, and I'll ride it to show you after I'm done. It's so handsome."

Li Long saw his sincerity, it wasn't that he doubted him, Ren Er never lied to him, but he was not at ease, but since he wanted to buy a car...

"Motorbikes are not practical except for being handsome. How about this, I will go to the 4S shop with you tomorrow to have a look and choose a car carefully. If you buy one, you can sell it for [-] to [-]."

"I can't do it!" Ren Er stood up excitedly, and then sat back down with a low voice: "Brother, I don't want a car, I want that motorcycle. This is related to my lifelong happiness, so you just agree."

Can you buy the wheels of the car in the broken pavilion for [-] to [-]?

Ren Er doesn't know.

But it always feels impossible.

Li Long was tortured by him, who can stand a 1.9-meter-old guy, pulling your sleeves and dangling, it really made his skin crawl.

I still gave him the money, Ren Er took the money and ran away without listening to him finish his sentence.

Li Long shook his head and finally drank the tea, and happily called his wife: "Honey, how much money have we saved for my little brother, and sold the place where he lives now, is it enough to buy a set in the city?"

"Hey, let me tell you, this kid is in a relationship, so it's easy for us to find a wife to take care of him."

Ren Er hurriedly bought Mengzhongqingmo, rode to Li Long's house to show off, and had a meal with Gao Si there by the way.

The next day was Saturday, and Jiang Mian's work was on weekends and weekends.

It’s just that he drank some wine at Li Long’s place last night, and it was past ten o’clock when he woke up. He opened his eyes and immediately called Jiang Mian: “Mian Mian, you can rest today, I have something I want to show you ,us……"

"Brother Ting and I are here on Guanhai Highway, do you want to come over?"

Ren Er jumped up from the bed with a whoosh: "Yes!"

Hang up the phone and pack up quickly.

Thinking of having more friends to play with again, Jiang Mian happily said to Song Wanting, who had a stiff smile on his face, "Brother Ting, Ren Er will come over later, and he said there is something he wants to show me."

He stirred his coffee: "I don't know what it is."

Song Wanting now has a headache hearing these two words. He really didn't expect that he saved himself a rival in love, and he didn't want to talk about topics related to Ren Er: "How are your birthday party preparations going tomorrow?"

"It's almost there, right!"

Jiang Mian's almond-shaped eyes widened: "I forgot to invite Ren Er, fortunately Brother Ting reminded me."

Song Wanting's brows were subtly pressed down an inch, and the spoon stirring the coffee made a sound against the wall of the cup.

"It's not suitable for him to go, it's an occasion like tomorrow."

Jiang Mian shook her head with a serious face: "Brother Ting, Ren Er is my friend, there is no problem with him appearing at my birthday party."

Song Wanting smiled, and the stern face full of distance also became more gentle: "You are right, I am narrow-minded." It is just a young boy, what harm can it bring him.

Jiang Mian pursed her lips and smiled: "Did I be very fierce just now?"

The two were talking, and the blue sea was not far from the road, lapping against the shore.

Song Wanting tilted his head slightly, and there was a clamoring voice in his ears. He raised his eyelids and looked at the road below. His eyes followed the long road all the way forward. At the end of the sea and sky, a red motorcycle rushed from the corner. It came out, like a fiery meteor, forcefully and arrogantly piercing into this blue world, piercing into his eyes.

His slender fingers tapped on the table. Although the other person was wearing a red helmet, he was sure that this person was Ren Er.

With the clothes open, the wind blows the clothes inside to her body, and she can clearly see the outline of her chest and abdominal muscles. Among other things, her figure is really good.

But this kind of dangerous thing, even if the money is paid to him, he will not sit.

Ren Er parked his motorcycle at the foot of the mountain, followed the location provided by Jiang Mian, and found the two of them in the cafe. When they walked over, he couldn't help but glance at Song Wanting.

He is wearing a gray turtleneck and a dark cashmere cardigan over it. He is exquisite and ascetic, with legs crossed gracefully, holding a coffee cup. The blue sky and white clouds are his background, and the wind blows behind his head. Tousled messy hair.

Don't even look at him.

But the moment he saw Song Wanting's messy hair, he felt inexplicably refreshed.

"Mianmian, I didn't disturb you, did I?" He walked over and pulled a chair close to Jiang Mian and sat down, with a simple face, and when he put the helmet on the table, he almost spilled Song Wanting's coffee.

"No, it's fun when there are many people. What do you drink?"

"I'll just drink the same one as you." Ren Erchang had been to a coffee shop once at such a young age, but he was so bitter that he blacklisted the coffee ever since.

Now that I heard Jiang Mian's answer, I couldn't help but feel guilty again: "That's not necessarily the case. Being with interesting people can be fun without having too many people."

Then he turned his head to look at Song Wanting: "Mr. Song, do you think what I said is right?"

Song Wanting stretched out a finger, and pushed the helmet towards him: "Yes, there are not many people who are annoying, one is enough to make the air by the sea become annoying."

The helmet bumped into Ren Er's hand, and Song Wanting secretly secured his territory.

The two people's needles pointed at the wheat awning, crackling.

Jiang Mian was giving Ren Er some drink without realizing it, and turned around: "What are you talking about?"

The two snorted together: "Nothing."

As soon as Ren Er arrived, he stood upright and talked next to Jiang Mian, without giving Song Wanting a chance to interrupt, and soon his coffee was served.

Jiang Mian: "I don't know if you are used to my taste or not."

Ren Er raised his glass: "There's nothing you're not used to, your taste must be the best." After speaking, it was like drinking, and he drank it all in one gulp.

Not to mention how bold he was, he turned around in embarrassment in the next second: "Ouch——"

Ren Er was stunned and sweated profusely, what the hell is this?Is it poison?

Jiang Mian flusteredly handed him a water glass and a tissue: "Are you okay?"

The waiter also hurried over to deal with the scene.

Ren Er caught a chuckle in the mess, swallowed the water in his mouth, and turned his head abruptly.

Song Wanting hooked the corners of his mouth, his thin lips were a little mean, he lifted his cup gracefully, took a sip of coffee, and felt so comfortable that his upturned feet were beating time.

The angry Ren Er wanted to bite someone.

Wiping her mouth: "Mianmian, your drink is too bitter..."

Jiang Mian awkwardly picked her hand: "I'm sorry."

Song Wanting's phone rang suddenly, and after signaling to Jiang Mian, he got up and walked away. Ren Er stared at his coffee cup, curious about what it tasted like.

Not long after, Song Wanting came back: "Mianmian, I'm sorry I have something to do with the company, let's go back first."

Ren Er stood up anxiously: "Go your way, I will stay and play with Mianmian."

Song Wanting glanced at him, a three-year-old child knows how to play.

Jiang Mian tugged Ren Er's sleeve: "I'm sorry Ren Er, I actually have something to do in a while, because tomorrow... By the way, I celebrate my birthday tomorrow, do you want to come?"

"want!"

Song Wanting stared at Ren Er's lower back, he was really a human being without a dog's tail wagging excitedly.

Jiang Mian was taken aback by his voice, and then couldn't help laughing.

"We need to wear formal clothes for the banquet." Song Wanting didn't know whether this sentence was a kind reminder, or a secret sarcasm.

Ren Er naturally put him under the category of sarcasm, and replied flatly: "Thank you for reminding me."

Jiang Mian told him the address, and a few people went down. Ren Er's motorcycle followed the Rolls-Royce and turned into a defeated chick.

Ever since he saw Song Wanting changed cars again, he has been in this state.

This guy is driving someone else.

Otherwise, why are there so many luxury cars? This is too exaggerated. Just as he was complaining, there was a muffled sound, and the Rolls Royce got a flat tire and stopped by the side.

"Pfft." He laughed.

"What! Let me drive him!" He stopped laughing and pointed at Song Wanting.

Just now, Jiang Mian and the two got out of the car, placed the warning device, and after looking at the tires, Song Wanting called the assistant and handed over the matter to the assistant.

But his company was in a hurry and had to go back immediately.

So, Jiang Mian went to Ren Er as soon as he had an idea. There was no ready-made helper or car.

But he didn't expect that Ren Er's reaction would be so big, Song Wanting took a step away and didn't let him continue pointing at his nose, but he didn't reject Jiang Mian's proposal.

"What's wrong? Can't your motorcycle carry people?" Jiang Mian asked innocently.

Ren Er gritted his teeth and put down his hand. If he could carry it, he could carry it, but it wasn't for Song Wanting. He glanced at the silent Song Wanting again, and snorted: "What did Mr. Song say?"

He didn't believe that Song Wanting would sit down.

Song Wanting walked to the rear of the car: "Then I will trouble you."

Ren Er: ...

I think highly of you!

Song Wanting is a mature adult and a businessman. For the sake of the company, he can temporarily put aside his personal grievances.

Jiang Mian heard: "Brother Ting also agrees, Ren Er has troubled you, you go first, I will wait here."

As he spoke, his expression changed, his brows furrowed, and he covered his stomach with one hand: "I'm going to the bathroom, you hurry up and leave."

After speaking, he ran away.

As soon as he left, Ren Er and Song Wanting stopped pretending, and the disgust and dislike for each other hung on every pore.

Ren Er supported the motorcycle with his long legs: "Do you really want to sit? You can bend and stretch."

Song Wanting supported the motorcycle and sat in the back: "Thank you for the compliment."

Ren Er's eyes widened: "Who is praising you, don't put gold on your face, tsk, helmet!" The appointee threw the helmet in his hand.

It was rare that Mianmian asked him for help, of course he couldn't refuse.

Song Wanting took it on and fiddled with the strap with one hand: "A man can bend and stretch, so you're praising me, what's the problem?"

"A real man? There is no such thing as a real man who will take revenge." Ren Er looked at him in the mirror and saw that he couldn't get through with that tape, no matter how hard he tried to get it in, he still didn't forget to retaliate.

"Then you've seen it now." The buckle was stuck again, Song Wanting touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and put his hand down: "Let's go."

Ren Er turned his head, rolled his eyes and pursed his mouth, and pulled off the unfastened belt, and Song Wanting who was wearing it jumped forward. The two were already close, but now they were even closer.

Song Wanting's mouth moved twice, Ren Er's breathing was hot, he turned his eyes away without making a sound.

Ren Er fastened the belt, and did not forget to say: "Stupid."

The motorcycle rushed out, and Song Wanting's heart also went up to the high speed. There was no shelter around him, which made him very uneasy, and he really didn't want to touch the only existence that could make him feel at ease.

Ren Er's motorcycle was driving very fast, bouncing and shaking, his injured arm started to hurt. Just holding on like this, the motorcycle suddenly came to an emergency brake, and he slammed forward hard. Next, the helmets of the two men knocked together.

"Fuck!" Ren Er swears, staring at the car that was blindly robbing the road just now, before he could swear any more, he heard a painful breathing sound from behind him, he glanced at the mirror, the one hanging by Song Wanting The hand was caught between the two of them, and it must have hit him just now.

But the man didn't make a sound, and slowly walked away from his back.

"Hold on," he said.

Song Wanting succumbed to the experience just now, and raised his hand to grab Ren Er's waist. Even through the clothes under his palm, he could feel the tightness of the muscles and the high temperature.

Along the way afterwards, Song Wanting always felt that although the speed of the motorcycle did not decrease much, it was much more stable, and no collisions occurred again.

When he arrived at the downstairs of the company, his legs were a little stiff, thinking that his waist was hugged anyway, so he directly pressed down on Ren Er's shoulder: "Thank you."

Ren Er took the helmet and stretched out his hand: "You're welcome, the gas fee is 200."

Song Wanting took out his wallet without hesitation, and put all the cash in it, about 2000 yuan, into his hands: "The extra is for your tip."

Ren Er's face changed, and he was about to throw the money away with his hands clenched tightly, but his eyes suddenly turned: "Thank you~"

Both of them parted ways without looking back, for fear that if they looked at each other one more time, they would be mad at themselves.

The next day

Banquet hotel, Jincheng celebrities gathered together, elegant music, floating fragrance, people talking in twos and threes whispering together, and waiters shuttled back and forth.

All invisibly show the style of this banquet.

Song Wanting was talking with a real estate tycoon while holding a wine glass, when he felt that the noisy voice became much quieter in an instant, so he couldn't help but turn his eyes to look.

With eyelashes pressed, Ren Er was standing at the gate of the auditorium, looking around with his eyes turned. He was indeed wearing a formal suit today, but it was the first time Song Wanting saw someone who could wear a formal suit so unceremoniously.

A black suit with a black shirt suits him very well. His legs, which are already long, are wrapped in trousers, which really makes him feel invisible at first glance.

The two buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a bit of the chest to make people dizzy, and the tie was placed on both sides very casually, with one side growing and shortening, which was quite stylish.

Putting down the braid, tucking one side behind the ear, the row of earrings and earrings are still shining.

He is well-behaved by face and wild by body, so he can be regarded as both obedient and wild.

Song Wanting thought, regardless of personality, Ren Er is perfect.

And Ren Er's eyes circled half a circle, and finally met him, he subconsciously looked away, but it was still a step too late, Ren Er had already strode towards him.

And very majestic.

"Mr. Song~"

The person who chatted with Song Wanting saw someone coming to him, and left very tactfully.

Ren Er came to Song Wanting's side and ripped off his clothes in a loud voice: "Formal dress."

Song Wanting took a sip of wine: "Formal clothes don't show so much meat, you may be mistaken, this is a serious birthday party."

The two started attacking each other again.

Ren Er puffed out his chest, thinking that he was jealous of himself: "Mr. Song said that grapes are sour because he can't eat grapes."

Song Wanting snorted, although he is not as good as Ren Er, but he does not lack pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, mermaid waist and waist.

"Overconfidence often brings disasters. I just want to remind you that there is a group photo after the banquet. Think about it. In the birthday photo with Mianmian as the main character, there is one person with bare breasts among the crowd. ..Miu, I don’t know if Mianmian will be happy.”

He was really kind this time, but it wasn't for Ren Er, but because he didn't want to ruin Jiang Mian's birthday party.

I didn't want to talk to him anymore, and saw an acquaintance walking towards him in a blink of an eye. He raised his glass, and before he could put a smile on his face, he was ripped away by Ren Er.

"What are you doing!" He lowered his voice, squeezed out the words through his teeth, and his acquaintance stopped.

Seeing Ren Er's eyeballs flickering, looking embarrassed and entangled, he finally sighed and said, "You put on my tie, I don't know how to do it."

Song Wanting has never been so speechless in his life. It turned out that he asked himself for help, but he still looked unwilling.

He shook Ren Er's hand, but didn't shake it off: "I won't help you."

"Are you going to ruin Mianmian's banquet?" Ren Er asked confidently.

Song Wanting encountered a situation that was even more speechless than before, and sure enough, he couldn't speak too early: "What does your problem have to do with me?"

"But you found the problem, but you didn't help Mianmian solve it. If I were the murderer, you would be the accomplice."

Ren Erduo people into the water is a good hand.

Song Wanting took a deep breath, drank all the wine in the glass, suppressed his anger, and chose to back down: "I'll ask someone to tie it for you."

But Ren Er flatly refused: "I don't want it, one more person knows that I can't wear a tie, what a shame."

"You still care about embarrassment!" Song Wanting was about to lose his temper.

"I don't care, don't dawdle, put it on for me, I put on the helmet for you yesterday, otherwise you will see blood on your head, thank you for your kindness, Mr. Song."

Song Wanting saw that more and more eyes were paying attention to his side. After all, the circle is so big, no one knows anyone, but Ren Er is obviously a stranger, and he is young, handsome and naked, and he is still flirting with him here ...

He could only take another step back: "Come with me!"

Ren Er followed him triumphantly, he won!

The two went to the bathroom.

Song Wanting frowned: "Button it first."

"It's buckled."

After Song Wanting grabbed the tie, he wished he could strangle him to death with the tie. He couldn't use one hand very well, so he said awkwardly, "Take the other hand and pull the other end."

Ren Er was obedient at the moment, grabbed one end and watched Song Wanting's pretty hands move around.

He raised his hand to press the top of the knot, and the two of them didn't know what to do, so their hands touched together.

Ren Er's finger was pressed against Song Wanting's, and both of them stopped, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.

Especially when they raised their eyes to look at each other, they felt a chill all over their bodies. Both of them got goosebumps all over, and each pulled their hands away.

Ren Er rubbed Song Wanting's hand, it was so tender, slippery and easy to touch.

Song Wanting rubbed that finger on the trouser leg, it was so hot.

After a while, Song Wanting re-tied his tie without changing his face.

In order to break the awkward atmosphere, Ren Er looked at Song Wanting and found that he was not wearing a tie, so he had nothing to say, "The bow tie you are wearing looks pretty."

Just as Song Wanting was about to succeed, his hands trembled at his words, and he looked at his neck in doubt, bowknot?

"It's called a bow tie!" Speaking of this, he was even angrier. He chose to wear a bow tie because one hand was inconvenient, but now he actually has to tie someone else's tie, and this person is still Ren Er!

"The essence of a bow tie is a bow tie."

"Your essence is an asshole."

Ren Er, who was suddenly scolded bluntly, stared at him, and he was about to get angry, and his eyes rolled again: "If you can't say it, just curse, tsk tsk~"

Those three tsks after that can really bring the dead back to life.

Song Wanting finally tied the tie, and the fire couldn't be suppressed anymore. When he put the tie back, he gave Ren Er a heavy blow on the chest.

Turn around and leave.

Ren Er took a step back after being hammered and caught up. He was so angry that he didn't pay for his life: "By the way, there is one more thing. Thank you Mr. Song for your support yesterday. Otherwise, I really can't afford this formal suit. It costs [-] yuan."

Song Wanting stopped and poked his neck: "You're welcome, I'll be helping beggars, and it's good deeds, so I won't meet villains in the future."

This is harsh.

Ren Er was enraged and grabbed his neck: "Song Wanting! You..."

"Both of you are here, I said why didn't I find you two." Jiang Mian suddenly appeared at the bathroom door, blocked the two of them, and looked at Ren Er's hand: "What are you doing?"

Ren Er grinned and laughed, and loosened Song Wanting's bow tie at the same time.

Eyes glistening, staring at the sullen Song Wanting: "It's okay, I just think Mr. Song is cute in a bow tie."

At this moment, what Song Wanting regrets most in his life is that he saved him that night, or risked his life to save him!If he could do it all over again, he would definitely join that group and kick him hard!