The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

121 The strongest shoe seller in history

"Sir, please." Lu Rong stretched out his hand and politely invited him to bed.

Ji Wenfeng stared at Lu Rong's face motionlessly, walked to the bed fascinated, and couldn't touch Beidi to sit down.

Lu Rong stood neatly in front of him, looked at him condescendingly, and said to him in business: "Sir, please open your legs."

Ji Wenfeng was almost dreaming, with his knees widened slightly to the side, seeing the young man kneeling on one knee in front of him and squatting down.

His eyes lingered on the boy's expressionless face, and he couldn't help but follow the smooth lines of his jaw all the way down.

The neck line, as elegant as a swan, slightly protrudes from the beautiful and delicate Adam's apple and spreads into the collar.

The top button is firmly buckled in the center of the collarbone.

He had never seen anyone wearing an ordinary white shirt so cold and abstinent.

Lu Rong put down the shoe box, slowly unpacked the big lightning, and held the shoes in front of him quietly: "Sir, this is the only pair of big lightnings here. Please check it first." He said, shaking his fingers. Show him all aspects of shoes.

Ji Wenfeng didn't look at his shoes all the way, but stared at Lu Rong's fingers scorchingly.

Lu Rong's fingers were too slender and white, and his fingertips were glowing with healthy and pale pink. He fiddled with his shoes flexibly, reminding him of the way these hands were doing other things.

Lu Rong unhurriedly showed the shoes, and raised his eyes lightly: "What do you think, sir?"

Ji Wenfeng's eyes deepened: "...you sell shoes like this here?"

"Yes." Lu Rong stood up calmly, took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket, shaken them apart, and put them on gently in front of him. "Sir, next, I'll change your shoes for you."

Even if Ji Wenfeng was indulging in it, he couldn't help but breathe, unbelievable: "What?"

"My store has always provided such high-quality services." Lu Rong had already held his ankle with his hands and put on a business-style smile, "Don't be nervous, relax."

Ji Wenfeng was dizzy and was taken off his shoes, and he woke up suddenly. He hadn't bathed yet: "...Wait a minute, I'll just come by myself." As he stretched out his hand, he propelled towards the lightning. .

Lu Rong lifted the new shoes beside him lightly: "No, guest. There are regulations in the store, and the price of lightning is so high that you are not allowed to touch them. If you want to try the shoes, I can only wear them to you. . Don’t be ashamed, just relax and enjoy."

As he said, his slender **** pressed his glasses, his eyes were extremely serious, but there was a hint of ambiguous teasing.

Ji Wenfeng could no longer withstand this temptation: Rong Rong knelt on the ground and put on shoes for him...

He has always spoiled Lu Rong, and even if there was some dirty talk in his mouth, he had never done anything obscene to him.

He is not willing.

Only in a dream can Ji Wenfeng fantasize about such a bad thing as trampling on Lu Rong's dignity.

But it's just a fantasy.

But I didn't expect that there would be a day when Lu Rong voluntarily surrendered to his feet...

"...Okay." Ji Wenfeng sat back on the bed and waited for Lu Rong to serve him.

Lu Rong's white-gloved hands held up Ji Wenfeng's feet steadily.

Even through the gloves, he can feel how slender his fingers are and how delicate his feet are set off.

Ji Wenfeng put one hand on his knees, put his cheeks in his hands, turned his face away, a trace of blush floated on his cheeks.

Lu Rong gently sent his feet into the lightning, squatting in front of him, raising his head and asking him, "Does the guest feel comfortable?"

Ji Wenfeng spread his legs, and Da Ma sat with a golden sword: "...Hmm."

Lu Rong carefully tied his shoelaces, and did the same with the other foot.

After Ji Wenfeng put on his shoes, Lu Rong straightened up coolly and took off his gloves one by one, "Guests stand up and walk around."

Ji Wenfeng looked fascinatedly at the people close at hand: "You...are there any other services?"

Lu Rong stopped the movements of his hands, tilted his head and raised his eyes: "Oh? What are the guests referring to?"

Ji Wenfeng looked at him in silence for a few seconds, snorted, stretched out his hand to hook his tie, pulled him forward, and saw his annoyed and angry expression as he wished.

"Dress the shirt meticulously... isn't it hot?" Ji Wenfeng squinted his eyes, one by one, he unbuttoned the overly correct buttons.

Smooth collarbone, pale skin.

All exposed before.

The black-haired boy faintly glanced at the sky light outside the window: "In broad daylight. Guests, please be respectful."

"How is business in the store?" Ji Wenfeng leaned over and asked in his ear.

The exhaled heat wave slapped his face.

Lu Rong narrowed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly: "What do you mean by guest?"

"I have shoes or something, and I don't lack this pair." Ji Wenfeng stepped back a little, and touched him for the rest of the time, breathing entangledly, "If your service can please me...I want it, it's okay. ."

Lu Rong was expressionless.

After a few seconds, he only heard a light sigh: "In this way, there is no way." As he said, he stretched out his hand and pushed hard.

The handsome and innocent boy fell back on the bed.

The mattress shook, and a smirk formed at the corner of his mouth.

With a smile, the expressionless young boy knelt on the mattress and shrouded himself.

Fifteen minutes later.

Ji Wenfeng lay lazily on the bed: "Is there not much left?"

Lu Rong buttoned his shirt slowly: "No."

Ji Wenfeng gritted his teeth: "What kind of high-quality service is exactly the same as the service package for gourd baby in the three places."

Lu Rong's buttoned gesture paused, his eyes slanted: "How come I don't understand what the guest said? Or is it...who does the guest think of me?"

Under the gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes were cold.

Ji Wenfeng gave a sullen smile: "...yo, I'm still jealous."

Lu Rong lowered his eyes: "Can the customer buy it?"

Ji Wenfeng: "Buy, buy, buy, buy. Help me install it, I will wear it every day from now on."

Lu Rong stood up from his arms and bowed his head to pick up his shoes.

In the entanglement just now, he helped Ji Wenfeng kick off his shoes.

At this time, he picked up the shoes and put them in his hands for a while, frowning: "Why are there more scratches and stains?" His eyes were like a knife, piercing Ji Wenfeng.

Ji Wenfeng: "......?"

Ji Wenfeng: "Maybe it was a scratch when I kicked it off just now."

"Oh, isn't it?" Lu Rong was silent for a long time, and suddenly sneered, kneeling on the side of the bed with one leg, and wrapping Ji Wenfeng's neck with a tie, "You said, what can I do?"

He narrowed his eyes, revealing the gentle scum temperament.

Ji Wenfeng lost his IQ, supported the bed sheet in one hand and the tie in the other, looking up at him with difficulty: "I will buy a new pair for you..."

Lu Rong gestured, and the distance between the two was closer.

The lips are only an inch apart.

"No..." The young boy touched his thin lips, softly bewitched, "...I pay it to yourself."

Ji Wenfeng went into a frenzy: "Okay. This time, I want to..."

Lu Rong stretched out his index finger, blocked his mouth, and shook his head gently: "No."

Ji Wenfeng can see if he can't eat, and bit his fingertip angrily: "Why? I promise you to buy two pairs in one go, enough to take care of your business."

Lu couldn't help but smile slyly: "Want to know why?"

Ji Wenfeng's breath was taken away, quietly indulging in the youth's delicate eyebrows.

Lu Rong gently touched his handsome face, leaned to his ear, and said regretfully, "Guest...feet smelly."

Ji Wenfeng: "!"

Lu Rong Shi Shiran got up and left, closed the door for him, and easily resolved the crisis.

After Lu Rong cleaned up Ji Wenfeng, he received a call from Liang Wendao as soon as he walked into the room.

Liang Wen said: "Boss, when will the lightning be returned to me?"

Lu Rong: "Soon."

Ji Wenfeng just agreed to buy a pair of shoes for himself, and when Ji Wenfeng's new shoes arrived, he gave Liang Wen the pair of shoes that he had worn.

Lu Rong once again arranged the affairs of the family group clearly and clearly, with a strong smile on his face.

Wang Xiufang went into the young masters' room to collect clothes at six o'clock in the afternoon as usual.

Usually at this time, the elders and young masters are taking a bath. Wang Xiufang knocked on the door carefully and pushed in.

Unexpectedly, I ran into the young master holding a shoe and smelling it!

Wang Xiufang: "Fuck."

Ji Wenfeng stretched out Erkang's hand: "It's not what you think!"

Wang Xiufang: "..." Unexpectedly you are such a young master.

Wang Xiufang watched her nose and nose and went into the bathroom to get a change of clothes. When she came out, Ji Wenfeng stood in front of the door, her eyes flashing: "Aunt Wang."

Wang Xiufang: "...Eh."

Ji Wenfeng: "You honestly come back to me with a question."

Wang Xiufang: "...Hmm."

Ji Wenfeng: "Does my feet smell?"

Wang Xiufang held her laundry tightly with restraint: "...Don't look at me as such an unscrupulous character, I really didn't sniff your stinky socks behind my back."

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Ji Wenfeng handed out the shoes: "You come to identify it, is this a bad foot?"

Wang Xiufang: "..."

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Wang Xiufang: "..."

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Wang Xiufang: "Go away, abnormal."

Wang Xiufang carried the laundry Lou, spitting fragrance and cursing and left.

After walking a few steps, he turned his head angrily: "It's really smelly. The smell is coming from standing one meter away!"

The sneakers in Ji Wenfeng's hand fell.

He thumped on his knees and put on an orz posture in despair: "How could this be...I can fix it if it's not so smelly..."

When Lu Rong went to school the next morning, he ran into Ji Wenfeng in the aisle. Ji Wenfeng glared at him fiercely, and walked away angrily, ignoring him.

Later, he also wrapped his arms in the car and said nothing.

Lu Rong glanced at him twice, and he deliberately turned his face away without making a sound.

What's going on here?

"Hey." Lu Rong called him.

Ji Wenfeng snorted, still looking out the window.

Lu Rong: "..."

How did this provoke him.

Is it because the upgrade service pack was not given yesterday?

To be honest, it's okay to be each other's gourd baby during adolescence, and everything else... it's too early.

He was originally a very self-control among his peers, otherwise he would not come by himself every Wednesday, because he lacks interest in this fact.

If Ji Wenfeng is angry about this kind of thing, then he has nothing to do.

He didn't want the first experience in life to happen when he didn't want to understand anything. This is irresponsible to everyone.

Lu Rong is a very principled and independent person, he made up his mind, he will not be easily changed by anyone. If Ji Wenfeng loses his temper, let's do it. He is not used to it. If it doesn't work, it doesn't work.

The two went all the way to school in silence like this, and parted ways.

Lao Song couldn't help but snorted as he watched the two people who hugged each other in the back seat every day.

Young couple, quarreled.