One Hundred and Sixty-Eight Final Chapter (IX)

Compared to Wen Yanzhi's cold and angry expression, Jing Rong smiled.

His smile annoyed Wen Yanzhi even more. What are you laughing at? As soon as you come back, you bring a man to stimulate him, and you laugh so happily! It's clearly a provocation!

Wen Yanzhi held his face and kissed him hard in a rage.

At this moment, he didn't care about the people coming and going in the parking lot, nor did he care about the pointing eyes.

It was as if he wanted to swallow the person in front of him who he hadn't seen for two years directly into his stomach.

Jing Rong let him kiss her, and didn't push him away. As they kissed, Wen Yanzhi was not as rude as before, and he burst out deep ** with lingering tenderness.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, and his big hand branded Jing Rong's lower back, and randomly rushed into the hem of his shirt. Jing Rong trembled violently, and it was a little difficult to resist under his caress.

However, he was always more rational than Wen Yanzhi. Holding the man's hand, he panted and said, "Don't mess around, this is the airport."

Wen Yanzhi could see Jingrong's red earlobes when he looked at him. It turned out that he was still as shy as he was two years ago.

"Get in the car. I'll settle the rest with you later."

Wen Yanzhi opened the door of the back seat and stuffed Jingrong in directly. He was tortured by ** and Jingrong was not much better.

It was safer to sit in the back seat and stay away from him. Otherwise, it would be very dangerous on the highway.

Wen Yanzhi drove the car and sped all the way. After getting off the highway, he didn't even have time to go home. He turned a corner and drove directly to the deserted suburbs.

Jingrong had been on the plane for more than 20 hours and was a little sleepy after the bumpy ride. When the car stopped, he woke up a little and looked out the window, confused.

This guy, why did he get himself here?

Just as he was about to get off the car, Wen Yanzhi had already gotten out of the front driver's seat. Jingrong opened the door and bumped into him. Before he could get off, Wen Yanzhi pinched his chin with his long fingers and lifted his face.

The passionate, overwhelming kiss came straight at him, and Jingrong felt that he couldn't breathe. But this feeling made him extremely greedy. It seemed that all the longings in the past two years had a perfect foothold at this moment.

Two years of time, it's not long or short.

It's so long that every day seems to be torture; it's so short that this man has no trace of color in his memory.

With a surge of emotions, Jingrong responded to him eagerly. He held Wen Yanzhi's face and deepened the kiss in the wilderness.

Wen Yanzhi panted and grabbed the hem of his shirt and pushed it up to his waist. The big hand held Jingrong's waist and pressed him against the seat in the car.

Wen Yanzhi used to drive a sports car, but today he drove a large off-road vehicle.

Jingrong felt that this guy might have done it on purpose.

"Have you thought about this a long time ago?" Jingrong asked. His breathing was disordered. He looked up at the man above him, his clear eyes adorned with crystal-like colors that made it impossible to look away.

Wen Yanzhi's heavy and wild breathing sprayed on his face, "When you left two years ago, I started thinking about it. Is this too early?"

Jing Rong smiled, "You are a gangster."

Wen Yanzhi's eyes were filled with deep lust, mixed with strong feelings that could not be dissolved. His fingers gently stroked his waist in fascination, causing Jing Rong to be unable to control himself.

"Even if I am really a gangster, I am only a gangster to you." He murmured, and his fingers began to pull at his shirt.

"Can you take off your clothes? If you destroy this one again, you have to pay me!"

"Pay! Ten or a hundred pieces are fine!"

Wen Yanzhi pressed Jing Rong down on the back seat.

In the huge car, there was a humming sound of **. Two people in love embraced each other with the most sincere heart.

I don't know how long it has been...

The heat in the car has not completely dissipated.

Wen Yanzhi pressed on Jing Rong greedily. Jing Rong pinched his waist, "You're not that fat, how come you've gained so much weight?"

"Don't you see my sexy muscles? This is the result of my two years." Wen Yanzhi was particularly proud of this, and took Jing Rong's hand and put it on his chest, "Come, touch it."

Jing Rong grabbed it twice without hesitation.

Immediately felt someone under him react.

He pulled his hand back. Lost to this guy!

"In the past two years when you were away, I relied on fitness to relieve my depression." Wen Yanzhi held his shoulder and sucked it gently, "What about you? You stayed there for two years, did you miss me?"

Before Jing Rong said anything, he heard Wen Yanzhi frowning and said angrily: "Seeing you talking so happily with other men, I'm afraid you have forgotten who I am. In the past two years, you must have relied on that boy just now to relieve your loneliness, right?"

Jing Rong knew he was referring to Ji An. Just looking at his face, he knew that he probably misunderstood.

He nodded seriously, "I really rely on him. He is very lively and humorous. I am a dull person, but it is not so boring to have him there."

Wen Yanzhi was so angry that his mouth was crooked. He stared at Jingrong coldly, "You'd better not tell me that you have been attracted to him in the past two years. If you dare to have other thoughts about others, I..."

"What?"

"I... rape you first!" Wen Yanzhi pretended to attack again.

Jingrong smiled and grabbed his messy hand. Looking at him again, his expression was serious and serious, "Jian and I are just friends."

"What friends? Boyfriend?" Wen Yanzhi did not slack off at all.

Jing Rong was helpless, "Ordinary friends! Or, a little better than ordinary friends. But our relationship is pure, not what you think!"

After a pause, he added: "In the past two years, I have not been moved by any man or woman."

Jing Rong said solemnly and sincerely. He was not a person who said nice things to coax him, and Wen Yanzhi believed his words. The depression in his heart disappeared at this moment.

He curled his lips proudly, "What about me? In the past two years, have you still been moved by me?"

"...Don't ask knowingly."

"I never ask knowingly!" Wen Yanzhi leaned over him, with a smile in his eyes, "I just ask because I don't know. So, tell me quickly. Are you still moved by me?"

Jing Rong's eyes fell on his face deeply. Wen Yanzhi thought that this kid would not say something nice. After all, he was a dull person and it was difficult to get him to open his mouth.

When he left two years ago, he didn't say anything nice to coax himself. Instead, they were all ruthless or calm words.

But, unexpectedly, this time, he nodded.

"My heart is beating. Very beating. In the past two years, my heart is still beating for you every day, no less than two years ago."

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