Lord God, do you want a wife?

Chapter 185 Be My Kitten (4) (Rong Junxi x Xu Yucheng)

When the last touch of warm color disappeared, the world suddenly became dark, and all the light was swallowed up by the darkness.

The city's nightlife has just begun.

Rong Junxi sat in the corner of the bar box, holding a glass of wine in his left hand, out of tune with the bustle around him.

A girl with fair skin wearing black suspenders and denim hot pants next to her looked at Rong Junxi from time to time.

Finally, she couldn't help herself and sat next to Rong Junxi. She smiled coquettishly and wanted to stick to him, but Rong Junxi dodged her.

Jiang Zhou on the opposite side was watching the fun and didn't mind making trouble. He whistled in a gangster manner and hooked the girl next to him and pressed her against his legs.

"Master Rong, you finally have some free time to come out and play, so please stop looking so gloomy."

Rong Junxi glanced at her lightly with his peach blossom eyes, pursed his thin lips into a line, put down the wine glass in his hand with some annoyance, took out a cigarette, lit it, and leaned lazily on the sofa.

"If you can't even do something right, what's the point of having you?"

Jiang Zhou felt that he was in the wrong, so he pushed the girl sitting on him towards Rong Junxi and smiled.

"Brother, isn't this an apology for you?" Jiang Zhou raised his chin, "Here, it's curvy, your favorite. Xixi, fill it up for our Young Master Rong."

The girl called Xixi looked at Rong Junxi, licked her lips, walked a few steps to the sofa, knelt on one leg on the sofa, and placed her soft and boneless hand on Rong Junxi's chest.

"Mr. Rong, I'll fill it up for you~"

Rong Junxi didn't look at Xixi, but instead looked at Jiang Zhou opposite him. Seeing the amusement in his eyes, Rong Junxi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his whole body exuded an aura of "keep away from strangers".

The distance between the two people gradually got closer. Rong Junxi picked up the wine glass and pushed Xixi away while asking her to pour him a glass of wine.

The wine glass was filled, and Rong Junxi raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one breath.

"Good! Brother Rong really has a good alcohol tolerance!"

Jiang Zhou lay on the sofa, clapping nonchalantly.

"I don't believe that with your identity as Young Master Jiang, you can't intercept a notice." Rong Junxi sneered, flicked the ash from his cigarette, and as if he remembered something, he put out the cigarette after taking a puff.

"It's easy to get the young artist down, but the main thing is that the one you want comes with money, and there's nothing I can do about it." Jiang Zhou took the bottle, hooked it around Rong Junxi's neck, and filled the glass in his hand.

"Tell me, my brother, how did that guy offend you? I'll find someone to put a sack on him and beat him up for you to vent your anger."

Rong Junxi completely regretted his decision when he heard Jiang Zhou's idea. He shouldn't have counted on Jiang Zhou, who was unreliable.

If his family didn't run an entertainment company, he would really want to use a wine bottle to open a hole in his brain. He would want to see if his brain was filled with goo.

He drank the wine in his hand in annoyance. As the spicy liquid poured into his throat, Rong Junxi felt that his consciousness was paralyzed.

He rubbed his head with his hand and pushed away Jiang Zhou who was hanging on him.

"These are all bad ideas. Let's go. Young Master Jiang has always been good-looking but useless."

So he really couldn't count on him, and it would be better for him to find a way himself.

"Hey...you!" Jiang Zhou looked at Rong Junxi's back as he left. The girls around him looked at him with strange eyes, and he almost bit his back teeth.

But he couldn't do anything to him. He was thankful that he hadn't been beaten even though he drank so much alcohol today.

It was Rong Junxi who asked him to remove Xu Yucheng from the variety show. Who is this Xu Yucheng?

……

Rong Junxi was walking on the way home. The lights along the way were a little blurry and his consciousness was a little scattered.

Walking downstairs to the community, he leaned against the shade, lit a cigarette and held it in his hand.

The fire between his fingers flickered, but he didn't smoke a single puff. During this time, he also learned a little about what a dating variety show was and knew the limits of it.

The most they do on the show is flirt and pair up some couples. Even if there's no feeling involved, they still have to act it out to film what the audience wants to see the most.

Of course, some people actually end up together.

But when he thought that Xu Yucheng might be intimate with other people on the show, he felt a surge of heat in his head and a little sour in his heart.

If he was the one kissing him and he was the one hugging him, then...

Fuck!

Realizing what he was thinking, Rong Junxi cursed in his heart.

He rubbed his head, and his remaining consciousness told him to go home, where someone was waiting for him.

He put out the cigarette in his hand, threw it into the trash can next to him, and walked quickly into the elevator.

It was already very late when Rong Junxi returned home. He was in a daze and didn't know how many detours he had taken. When he took out his cell phone in the elevator, he realized that it was already one o'clock in the morning.

He met no one along the way.

When he walked to the door, he searched everywhere for his key but couldn't find it, so he knocked on the door in a daze.

The door opened quickly, and Xu Yucheng looked at the person in front of him with sleepy eyes. He rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"Why did you drink so much?"

Rong Junxi looked at his attitude and lowered his head with some grievance, "No... I didn't bring the key, I can't open the door..."

Xu Yucheng's yellow eyes were still misty, and his eyes were wide open: "You are the combination lock, where did you get the key?!"

He sighed deeply and woke up from his nap.

He pulled the drunk Rong Junxi in from outside the door and helped him stumbling onto the sofa.

Rong Junxi was very different from what he usually saw after getting drunk.

Before, he always had a smile on his face when talking to everyone, and his peach blossom eyes were very charming, but when you really get in touch with him, you will find that Rong Junxi is a person who only smiles on the outside but not on the inside, and is just being polite to you out of courtesy.

In essence, this person is a black-hearted glutinous rice dumpling, and you don’t know how he may be cursing you in his heart.

But now he was completely defenseless. He hugged Xu Yucheng's arm, spoke to him in a coquettish tone, and rubbed his waist.

"Xu Yucheng." He said in a low voice.

"I'm here."

"Xu Yucheng."

"What?"

"Xu Yucheng."

Xu Yucheng finally couldn't stand it anymore and pushed him: "Do you think I'm Siri? When you have nothing to do, just play with your phone."

"You are mean to me..." Rong Junxi's peach blossom eyes turned red, as if Xu Yucheng had bullied him.

But he didn't buy it. He pushed away Rong Junxi's hand, turned around and walked towards the bathroom, took a basin of cold water, wet the handkerchief and splashed it on Rong Junxi's face.

It turns out that this method is indeed effective.

Rong Junxi was stimulated by the cold water and became slightly more conscious.

He looked at Xu Yucheng in confusion, as if he had not yet fully recovered from his drunken state.