I Have Everything You Like - Chapter 22

    After taking a shower at night, Yan Rong came out of the bathroom with wet hair, and his roommate who was playing with his phone said, “Your phone rang just now.”

    He replied seriously: “I went to take a bath just now. I’m in good health, and I’m not struggling to study. I’ve been practicing calligraphy recently. The teacher said that I’ve made great progress.”

    Perhaps Bo Tu had something at hand, Yan Rong waited for a while without moving, and then sent another message: “Brother Bo Tu, you should also pay attention to your body, good night.”

    Betto really cares about him, but he has a ghost in his own heart, and every time he faces the kindness of Berto, he feels uneasy.

    He sat on the bed, turned his back against the wall and turned to look at his mobile phone. There was an album full of photos of Liang Xi. The photos were not taken secretly by him, but the photos or stills he downloaded from the Internet.

    But he hasn’t opened this album for a while, and he rarely thinks of Liang Xi recently.

    I think of Wang Jin more and more.

    From one bad thing to another.

    Tomorrow is Friday, will Wang Jin wait for him at the school gate after school?

    Wang Jin ran to take him to cut his hair today, what is the reason?

    Because Wang Jin misses him.

    Although there is only one day until the weekend, Wang Jin can’t wait for this day.

    When he heard the nurses chatting about having his hair done on February 2, he immediately thought that Yanrong’s hair was a little long.

    It’s time to cut, just to meet.

    The last time someone was so full of expectations and freshness was more than ten years ago.

    The reason was clear then, but not at all now.

    Does he love Yanrong? A teenage child, it’s ridiculous to say love.

    He likes Yan Rong to be young and beautiful, charming on the bed, innocent and cute under the bed, but to say that he only likes Yan Rong physically, it seems not entirely true.

    He hopes that Yan Rong can become more confident and happy with him, and that he can have a happy and beautiful life when he is separated from him in the future.

    …This is a bed partner relationship that is out of bad taste.

    Selfless and great.

    This conclusion gave him a long while before he recovered.

    On Friday he received Yan Rong and took Yan Rong to dinner.

    Last week I went to eat Cantonese cuisine, last week it was Northeastern cuisine, and this week they came to a Fujian restaurant.

    Although Yan Rong didn’t say it, according to Wang Jin’s observation, he is full of interest in several major Chinese cuisines.

    When ordering, Yan Rong pointed to the turtle soup on the first page and asked, “What is turtle?”

    Wang Jin explained: “It’s a turtle.”

    Yan Rong was even more unclear. The waitress pursed her lips and smiled. He was too embarrassed to ask again, pointed to the menu and said, “Just this.”

    The waitress looked at Wang Jin, Wang Jin smiled and said, “Just it.”

    Yan Rong only drank a small bowl of soup and ate two small pieces of turtle meat.

    Wang Jin said, “Enough is enough, you don’t have to sleep tonight.”

    Yan Rong said strangely: “Why?”

    By midnight he knew why.

    Wang Jin originally thought that he only ate that much, and he had done it once before going to bed, so there should be nothing wrong.

    He stretched out his hand to turn on the light, and Wang Jin asked, “Is it uncomfortable?”

    Yan Rong hugged his waist and whispered: “Well.”

    Wang Jin touched his face, feeling a little hot.

    Yan Rong said: “I… I’m a little bloated.”

    Wang Jin reached down and touched it a few times, it was wet and hot.

    Yan Rong was very uncomfortable, hugged Wang Jin’s arms tighter, and said, “Wang Jinzhou, what should I do?”

    His voice was soft, some like coquettish, some like pleading.

    He’s just asking for fun.

    Wang Jin liked him so much, and said softly, “Let me go first.”

    Yan Rong was very obedient, and quickly let go of his arms and closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

    Wang Jin kissed his eyes again as usual, they didn’t kiss, but this kiss on the eyes had another sweet meaning.

    He felt shy, and he hadn’t asked Wang Jin to do this kind of thing to him. In the past, Wang Jin took the initiative and dominated.

    The same time I did before bed.

    Wang Jin kissed his eyes, nose, cheeks, neck, and all the way down.

    He felt that Wang Jin wanted to separate his legs, so he opened it voluntarily, and hurriedly raised an arm to block his eyes.

    Wang Jin touched it lightly with his fingers and said, “I can’t go in, the mucous membranes inside can’t stand it.”

    Yan Rong opened her eyes under the cover of her arms and said, “Then… what should I do?”

    Wang Jin sighed.

    He lay down between Yanrong’s legs.

      Tightly pressed against the sheets, shaking from the calf to the whole body.

    He is still developing, it is not too big, Wang Jin is not hard to do.

    Soon, he leaked into Wang Jin’s mouth.

    Wang Jin got up and went to the bathroom, only to wake up a little when he rinsed his mouth.

    It’s terrifying.

    He didn’t do it for others, and others did very little for him. He always felt that this kind of behavior was not aesthetic, and he would skip this part when he was young.

    Maybe it’s because Yan Rong is a child.

    After he came out, he saw Yanrong lying on the bed sideways, blushing so red that blood was dripping.

    He smiled and said, “Are you all right?”

    Yan Rong said: “Yes.”

    He lay down beside Yanrong, covered them with a quilt, and said, “Go to sleep.”

    He turned off the light.

    In the darkness, Yan Rong’s breathing was fast and slow on his shoulders and neck.

    He was disturbed by the heat and couldn’t sleep.

    “Wang Jinzhou,” Yan Rong said, “I’m sorry, that… doesn’t it taste good?”

    Wang Jin said: “It’s okay, it’s not as bad as I thought.”

    The taste is very light, except for a little astringency, almost no taste.

    He waited for Yan Rong to speak again, but Yan Rong said nothing.

    Just as he was getting a little drowsy, he heard Yan Rong softly ask: “Do you like me?”