Chapter 17 "I Smoke Your Cigarette"
As he spoke, wisps of smoke drifted out from between his lips.
"No," Wen Siru shook his head, his eyes full of curiosity, "but seeing you guys smoking so hard, I want to try it too."
Ren Yizi sat with his legs spread wide apart, leaning back on the plastic chair, biting his canine teeth lightly, and the cigarette curled up handsomely: "Good students, don't learn to smoke like us."
The boy's face with superior features was shrouded in smoke. His particularly attractive eyes were slightly raised at the corners, and he looked at people with a carefree and unrestrained look like teasing a child.
Wen Siru looked at him, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Yin Zhongjiu.
Yin Zhongjiu took out the cigarette that Chen Qingyi had left on the table and handed it to Wen Siru. "Xueba, don't worry about him. We're just here to have fun today. Do whatever you want. He's not your father."
"That's right, just smoke it." Qin Yang really liked watching this kind of academic genius smoking scene. It made him feel like the academic genius was being pulled down from the altar, becoming down-to-earth and approachable.
"Thank you, but I'll just smoke Brother Zi's. This is my first time smoking, and I'm afraid I won't be used to it and will waste your cigarettes." Wen Siru gently pushed the cigarette away and asked Ren Yizi in a gentle voice, "Can I smoke yours, brother?"
"Okay, go ahead and smoke it. Do you know how to smoke?" Ren Dazhinan was a stubborn person. He didn't want to offend Wen Siru too much, so he didn't think there was anything wrong at this time.
He took the cigarette out of his mouth, flicked it lightly with familiarity, and the red cigarette butt fell off and scattered into broken stars.
Then he handed the cigarette to Wen Si: "Just hold it and take a puff..."
Qin Yang saw Wen Siru's harmless look and didn't know if he was pretending, but he knew that his brother Zi fell for it and was really taken advantage of by an outsider.
He whispered in a place where Wen Si Ru couldn't see, imitating Wen Si Ru's words in a sarcastic tone: "Wow. Can I take yours, brother?
Chen Qingyi was amused by the exaggerated shifting of his facial features. She chewed her meat and whispered to Qin Yang, "I'm not jealous at all, but you are? Honestly, your position is in jeopardy."
"Do you understand?" Ren Yizi finished teaching, "Take a sip and try it, and you'll know what it means to be as happy as a god..."
Wen Siru nodded obediently. He imitated Ren Yizi's behavior, holding the cigarette, and took a small puff of the cigarette that was stained with Ren Yizi's scent. The red cigarette butt was imprinted in his raised eyes, making it particularly dazzling.
Ren Yizi was a little dazed. He had seen all kinds of people smoking, some were decadent and tired, some had frowns on their faces and no one knew what they were thinking about, and some laughed and cursed while drinking.
But he had never seen Wen Siru imitate an adult like a child, taking a sip in a naive and immature way, holding the smoke in his mouth, feeling torn between whether to spit it out or swallow it.
From those lips as tender and juicy as flower petals, thin wisps of gray mist as silk floated quietly, and with the disturbance of the wind, they drifted away like a broken thread.
Wen Siru opened his mouth to talk to Ren Yizi, but accidentally choked on the cigarette. He held the latter's shoulders and choked the cigarette all over Ren Yizi's face.
“Cough cough cough——”
The unique fragrance of Wen Si Ru and the smell of cigarettes came towards Ren Yi Zi. If Ren Yi Zi didn't know that he was choking because he was not skilled at smoking for the first time, he would have thought that Wen Si Ru was provoking him!
The other three saw them stunned, and then they couldn't help but hugged each other and laughed.
After Wen Siru recovered, he embarrassedly wiped Ren Yizi's face with a wet tissue amidst the laughter: "Sorry, brother, I really didn't mean it."
Ren Yizi took the wet tissue and wiped his own face. He looked at Wen Siru's red eyes and his wet eyes that were sparkling with light, and he didn't blame him for anything.
He picked up the milk on the table, patted Wen Siru on the back, and comforted him like a child: "It's okay, it's okay, drink some milk slowly, it's normal for the first time to be pumped."
Wen Siru took his hand, came over and drank the milk through the straw. His soft, black hair, as smooth as silk, touched the back of Ren Yizi's hand lightly from time to time, making it itchy. A few drops of milk oozed out of his lips, and his pale pink and tender tongue stretched out to lick the corner of his lips, leaving a trace of watery light.
Ren Yizi watched his movements, his Adam's apple slipped, and it felt like the pink flesh of Bai Mi was gently scratching his skin, making him feel numb and tingling.
He was excited and a little overwhelmed. This was a strange feeling he had never experienced before.
Fortunately, the other three people didn't notice them after they finished laughing. They all opened a certain audio app to take a video as a souvenir.
Ren Yizi brought Wen Siru to join their group photo, and they ate, drank and had fun for a while.
At this time, the people at the next table finished their meal and a new group of people came over. They were a group of fashionable beauties.
Several beautiful women glanced at Ren Yizi and his table with their eyes and ears open.
Among these people, except for one well-behaved student who was wearing school uniform, the others were all wearing casual clothes.
Anyone who has been in society for a long time can tell at a glance that their table is a group of experienced high school students who have sneaked out with their good students to eat and drink.
A discerning woman can also see that the Buddhist beads worn by this good student are of great value. If one can marry such a simple and wealthy student, then one will not have to worry about food, clothing and other expenses for the rest of his life.
There was another type of handsome guy sitting next to the good student. He looked very aloof and intimidating. The look he gave him could scare a timid person to death, but his attitude towards the good student was surprisingly good.
The two people have completely different temperaments and are not from the same world at all, but they can get along with each other strangely and amicably. It is probably because they are related by blood.
A beautiful woman noticed the hints from the group and tried to find out about their relationship. She walked over with a charming swaying gait, stopped in front of Wen Siru with a charming smile and started a conversation: "Handsome boy, would you like to go to my place for a drink? And add me on WeChat?"
Wen Siru held up his milk and showed a standard eight-toothed smile: "Sister, I can't drink it."
His smile could melt the frozen water for thousands of years, like a spring breeze blowing on the face. The beautiful woman was very moved. She asked provocatively, "Why? You, a grown man, can't drink as well as a girl like me?"
As she spoke, she drank the wine in her hand and showed the empty glass to everyone present. Her sisters applauded her enthusiastically.
Yin Zhongjiu looked around and looked at the woman with a very arrogant look. He stopped him with his hand, like a protective child: "He said he couldn't drink, what do you mean by forcing him to drink?"
The beautiful woman raised her eyebrows and asked Yin Zhongjiu provocatively, "Are you his girlfriend?"
Yin Zhongjiu: "I..."
"I want to drink with you!" Before Yin Zhongjiu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ren Yizi.
Everyone's attention was drawn to him by his powerful voice. Ren Yizi filled his glass with wine, stepped forward, and glanced at Wen Siru: "He really can't drink. I'll drink for him. If you make me pass out after drinking, he'll go sit with you guys. How about that?"
He spoke readily. The beautiful woman felt she hadn't been shortchanged by having two top-tier handsome men talking to her in just a few minutes. "Okay, and we have to add you on WeChat," she said.
"No problem." Ren Yizi also drank the beer in his hand.
His image of helping his roommate scored a lot of points in the eyes of Yin Zhongjiu and Chen Qingyi. They were also infected by his sense of righteousness and continued drinking with him.
But only Qin Yang knew that his brother Zi was a drunk little idiot, and he was very worried.
He could see that Ren Yizi was drunk now, which was why he said such crazy words.
Wen Siru didn't know how he could tell that Ren Yizi was drunk. He asked Qin Yang in a low voice with a worried look on his face, "Is Brother Zi drunk? Why don't you stop him from drinking? These little girls are very troublesome."
Qin Yang saw that Wen Siru was genuinely concerned about his brother Zi, and in his heart he had already treated Wen Siru as one of his own. He also whispered, "Yes, brother Zi can only drink two bottles of beer at most. He's just a small fry. What's he trying to do here?"
Wen Siru walked up and tugged at the sleeve of Ren Yizi's coat, whispering in his ear, "Brother Zi, stop drinking. It's bad for your health. I won't lose a thing by adding them on WeChat."
Ren Yizi took another sip of his wine. With his wet hand, stained with condensation from the bottle, he pinched Wen Siru's tender face. "No, I don't know how to say nice things, but I can't let others bully us Ruzi. If they look down on you, they look down on me, Ren Yizi. You are my protector, don't you understand?"
When Wen Siru heard this, a hint of imperceptible surprise flashed in his eyes.
More and more beauties from the opposite table came over to drink with them, like a competition.
Yin Zhongjiu looked at him and said with a smile: "Xueba, I drank for you today, you have to give me your WeChat."
Chen Qingyi also took the opportunity to ask for a favor: "Xueba, I drank for you today, but can you teach me the math finale in the future?"
Wen Siru smiled and replied to them, "Okay," and then watched Ren Yisi drinking the foamy beer. The beer flowed over his angular jawline, past his Adam's apple that slid up and down, and slid into his collar.
Since he was born, Wen Si Ru has been complimented, flattered, and fawned upon countless times. After all, he has a privileged family background.
He had never been bullied before, and he wondered why the princesses sitting across from him were so worth bothering with. He didn't care what the princesses said, and his emotions didn't fluctuate at all, because he didn't want to have too much contact with the princesses, for fear that they were sick.
But there was a fool next to him. This fool felt that he was bullied because the princess provoked him with a few words, and he wanted to drink for him. Others drank for him in order to get some practical benefits, but this fool just wanted to vent his anger.
Wen Si Ru quietly went to pay the bill while these drunks were still drinking. Qin Yang secretly followed him and saw him scan the code to pay without blinking. He instantly had a good impression of this rich second generation.
He was about to go over and say something when he saw a man in the box who looked very familiar - Black Whirlwind.
It happened that Black Whirlwind seemed to have some kind of connection with him and suddenly looked into his eyes. Black Whirlwind frowned, opened his mouth with anger in his eyes.
Qin Yang couldn't hear clearly, but he knew from his lip movements that he was saying his own name.
His body reacted faster than his brain and he quickly shouted, "Black Whirlwind!"
Ren Yizi and the others immediately got the point. After hearing these three words, they sobered up a lot and ran away.
Yin Zhongjiu was about to pay the bill, but Qin Yang pulled him back: "Wen Siru has already paid for us, run."
They had already been caught and had learned their lesson, so they split up into several groups and ran away separately.
As Ren Yizi was running, his mind suddenly clicked, and he said to Qin Yang, "You go first, Wen Siru hasn't caught up with us yet!"
Qin Yang could only "hold back tears": "Brother, be careful, I'm leaving first!"
Ren Yizi ran back and saw Wen Siru following them not far behind. Seeing that he was still on the phone, he quickly grabbed his hand and said, "Run! You really don't want to be criticized on the podium, right?"
Wen Siru saw him coming, hung up the phone, and said with a smile: "It's okay, Brother Zi..."
Black Whirlwind's shouting drowned out his voice: "Ren Yizi! You're not sleeping in the dormitory in the middle of the night! You come here to eat barbecue? I'm going to catch you!"
Ren Yizi's nerves tensed up. He was not afraid of Black Whirlwind, nor did he want to take any punishment, but he was worried that he would not be able to live with his good roommate Wen Siru in the future!
He pulled Wen Si Ru and ran away.
In a corner not far from the barbecue restaurant, a man in a black suit stood straight and elegantly, watching Ren Yizi and the others running away. He stood with his hands behind his back, and the golden Rolex on his wrist reflected a dazzling light.
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