She is soft on my heart

Chapter 105 You Want To Be Beautiful
Jiang Cong's loss of control finally broke through the backlog of conflicts and struggles.

He is not an eager and possessive person, but he is completely confused when it comes to liking Li Xingshen.

In fact, honesty is just a matter of one sentence to him, and it is not difficult. He has always considered the little girl's thoughts and feelings from the beginning to the end. He is afraid that she will feel abrupt, afraid that she will feel uncomfortable, and he is ready to slow down. Take your time and prepare.

But on the other hand, when he was with her day and night, the boy's inner emotions surged violently, becoming stronger and stronger, and he couldn't suppress it, making him even more restless and restless.

It was this kind of impatience that went up and down, which was pulled to the full by Jiang Xingye's advances to the little girl every step of the way. He could not deny that he panicked.

When I decided to do something after several struggles and considerations, the original plan was disrupted by the basketball game.

On the first day of the competition, Jiang Xingye looked at him while sitting next to Li Xingchen. It seemed indifferent, but it was actually a response and a reminder.

——You don't have that status, so what qualifications do you have to push back my pursuit.

This is tantamount to igniting the already burning impulse in his heart.

Jiang Cong couldn't wait any longer, but he didn't expect that something went wrong again.

When he just came out of the locker room, the outfield was extremely noisy. He casually glanced at those restless eyes, and then stopped. Just as Ru Ling thought, he was going crazy.

He walked over quickly with a sullen face, and there was a group of malicious laughter not far away, pointing foul language and obscene jokes.

Meng Haoqiang's voice was harsh and harsh: "It must be fun for her to play on the bed like that, hahaha."

Then a bunch of angry laughter.

Only then did Jiang Cong suddenly get angry and beat someone up.

When he heard Li Xingchen's voice and looked up to see her, he lost all reason.

A voice kept asking himself in his head: Who are you to her?

Jiang never wanted to be like this anymore, he didn't want to flirt with her vaguely and vaguely, and he didn't want to be inexplicably mad and jealous in the eyes of others.

He wants to be justified.

Declare sovereignty in a legitimate way, stand beside her in a legitimate way, no one can covet her, no one can tarnish her.

Li Xingchen didn't know anything about this, his small face was blank, his black and white eyes were round, and he looked at him in a daze.

Suddenly and inexplicably.

But besides this, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly, because he liked the word.

In the quiet room, breath and smell each other.

Li Xingshen lowered his eyelashes in a panic, subconsciously avoiding his words, and said softly, "You, what are you talking about?"

As she said that, she wanted to break free from his shackles, but he was holding her slender wrists. The man's tall body pressed her against her, and her back was pressed against the door. She couldn't move at all.

"Jiang Cong, let go of me first." Her voice was soft and trembling.

Seeing that her fair wrist was a little red, Jiang Cong withdrew his strength, but still refused to let her break free.

"Li Xingchen, look up at me."

His voice was hoarse and magnetic, making her heart beat wildly.

Li Xingshen's chest rose and fell slightly, and he slowly raised his head to meet the young man's burning eyes.

The next second, he looked deeply into her eyes, slowed down his speech, and said reverently and solemnly: "I like you."

His words are infinitely magnified in this quiet and dark space, and cannot be ignored.

Li Xing swallowed lightly, his mind was instantly confused.

Seeing that she was no longer struggling, Jiang Cong slowly let go of her wrist, pulled her on his waist, stroked the back of her head with one free hand, and wrapped the other around her slender waist. She leans against herself.

His forehead was pressed against hers, his breath brushed past, and the young man rubbed his own tenderness into his deep voice: "Be my girlfriend, okay?"

After saying these words, Li Xing sank his head and buzzed.

She was brought into his arms by his strength, pressing against his hard chest, and the hot breath surrounded her.

Jiang Cong was wearing a jersey, and Li Xingchen was wearing a cheerleading uniform, so there was not much barrier. The shape of his palm was printed on her waist, and his foreheads were pressed against each other. Li Xingchen's breathing was irregular.

She couldn't speak, and couldn't even make any movements.

Jiang Cong's eyes were dark, and his eyes slid down to her light red lips. The softness lurking in the depths of his memory quickly took over his senses. He rolled his Adam's apple, his head tilted slightly, and his breath got closer and closer.

Li Xingshen's eyelashes were trembling non-stop, and when he reached the slightest distance, he turned his head away and curled his fingers tightly.

"do not"

Jiang Cong paused, seeing the little girl's ears flushed to her cheeks, he slightly curled his lips, pressed her head into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

These are impossible.

But Li Xing's stagnant brain couldn't issue any instructions, so he was allowed to do whatever he wanted.

Jiang Cong hugged her for a while, rubbed his face against her hot ear, and kissed her lightly behind the ear.

It was lighter than the passing of a feather, but the slight touch made Li Xingchen's body tremble like an electric shock, and the part behind the ear seemed to be on fire.

"Give me the answer after the game, huh?" He stepped back a little, looked at her and said.

Li Xingchen still lowered his head and didn't speak, but his mood eased a little, and he started to push him.

This little strength was like tickling for Jiang Cong. He grabbed her fidgeting wrist and rubbed it lightly, "I hurt you just now, it's my fault."

Acknowledge mistakes in a timely manner and have a good attitude.

".You let me go first." Li Xingchen said, his voice was still too low.

Jiang Cong let go of his hands and stepped back, returning his attention to her clothes, "You are not allowed to wear these clothes."

Li Xingchen was so disturbed by him that he forgot about it, but now he suddenly realized that he was dressed like this and was exposed to his sight, his face flushed red.

He raised his hand to block, but he didn't know where to block, but it had the opposite effect.

The way she looked at him gradually changed, showing more embarrassment, and she blurted out an explanation for no reason: "I don't want to wear it. Yes."

The lack of talent was forced to top.

But before he could say the second half of the sentence, Jiang Cong smiled slowly from his lips, and his tone was possessive: "Just show me the clothes."

Li Xingchen: "."

Li Xingshen's thinking was a little confused by the rust in his head just now, he looked at him for a few seconds, and inexplicably choked out a sentence: "...you have a good idea."

Jiang Cong chuckled, his shoulders shook slightly, and Li Xingchen was stunned by the words, "My own wife can't watch it?"

"...You, what are you yelling???" Li Xingchen's eyes widened.

Jiang Cong innocently said, "It's not okay to call in advance."

Li Xingshen subconsciously said, "No."

Jiang Cong smiled, a little bit triumphantly, "Okay, then I'll call later."

Li Xingchen: "..."

"Where did Brother Cong and Sister Xing go?"

Just as the two were silent, footsteps came from outside, and it was Yang Lang who spoke.

Li Xingchen panicked involuntarily, and asked Jiang Cong what to do silently.

At the same time, Feng Cheng, who was obviously still angry outside, continued, "Let's see if we don't strangle them to death later in the game."

"Let's talk to someone first."

Li Xingchen turned his head and heard the footsteps outside the door seem to be going far away. Just as he was about to breathe out, he heard Jiang Cong say, "What are you afraid of?"

Then he pulled Li Xingchen, who hadn't changed his clothes, inside, turned the lock, and opened the door halfway.

(End of this chapter)