She is soft on my heart

Chapter 107
It was such a reckless young man who didn't put anyone in his eyes, but turned around in the next second, looked at a specific position in the audience stage, and his eyes became gentle and firm.

Jiang Cong's breath was not stable after running violently, sweat hung on his forehead, face and neck with clear veins, he looked at Li Xing and smiled, bright and comfortable.

Then, while everyone was still engrossed in the wonderful game just now, under the gaze of countless eyes gathered on him, he raised his right hand, put two fingers on his lips, and blew a kiss in Li Xingchen's direction.

Be blatant and fearless.

There was a momentary drop in the audience, and then, the cheers turned into eardrum-piercing screams.

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

"Damn it! That's a blown kiss, oh shit, ahhh I'm dead!"

"Damn! Who, who, tell me who, which sister is so good?"

"If you disconnect from the Internet, it's still 2G, he's at the same table!"

"Seeing Mr. Jiang showing his love in public, my unfulfilling youth will die without any regrets, okay?!"

Li Xingchen was definitely sitting in the noisy crowd, his whole body was burning hot from his gaze, and the surrounding sounds wanted to drown her out.

Li Xing stared back at him, the corners of his mouth slightly pursed into a subtle, imperceptible arc that Jiang Cong couldn't find, a bit sweet and a bit astringent.

She dare not.

Her liking is like an inconspicuous grass in the corner, cowardly and timid, not worthy of his.

Just know it yourself.

Li Xingshen got up and ran out, his back even seemed to be running away.

Jiang Cong suppressed his smile, followed her figure with his eyes, and chased her out through the back door.

"Hey, what are you running for?" Jiang caught up with her from behind in a few steps, grabbed her arm, stood tall in front of her, and looked down at her.

Behind the basketball hall is a bare soil playground, with a few poplar trees sparsely planted, it is empty and deserted, and it is bright yellow by the afterglow.

Standing here, you can faintly hear the unabated joy coming from the basketball hall.

His shadow fell in front of her, Li Xing pursed her lips, buried her head and said nothing, just wanted to pull back the arm that was being held by him, but he didn't let go at all for a long time, she had no choice but to stop, and said softly: "Let go .”

Jiang Cong was facing the light, lowered his eyes and could only look at the top of her dark head, the thick long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and said with a smile: "I won't let go, what if you run away?"

Li Xing remained silent, but his heart was tight.

"Why do you keep your head down?" He thought it was funny, and he used to draw a lazy tone, "I won't eat you again."

Li Xingchen continued to remain silent.

"Tsk." Seeing that she was not moving or speaking, Jiang Cong simply put his hands on her head and raised her face.

Forced to meet his gaze, Li Xingshen was stunned for two seconds, and raised his hand to take his hand away, but it was still in vain.

"Fall in love, with me." He locked her eyes as he wished, and said directly and clearly, and a little bit forcefully, "Have you considered it?"

Li Xingchen looked at him, "Think about it."

She frowned slightly, and went to break his hand controlling her head, "I won't talk about it."

Jiang Cong was speechless for a second.

Continue to shake her head, deliberately pretending to be fierce to scare her, "You say it again?"

Li Xingshen's soft voice was indeed softer, but he still said awkwardly: "I... don't talk about it."

Jiang Cong had a headache, stared at her for a few seconds, and asked in another way: "Do you like me?"

The problem is different, Li Xing Shen, who is not good at lying, has a different degree of guilt, and he does not look at him, "... I don't like it."

His breath fell with a chuckle, "If you say this with confidence, I will believe it. It's not good to lie, kid."

Li Xingchen remained stubborn, pursed his pink lips lightly, and decided not to break his hands if he couldn't break them. His hands were hanging by his side, he pressed his eyes to avoid his gaze, and his small face looked a bit sleepy.

It looks like a bad show.

"Stubborn, isn't it?" Jiang Cong said with an incomprehensible smile in his eyes, "I owe you a kiss."

Before Li Xingchen could be shocked by his scoundrel theory, Jiang Cong held her head, lowered his head and kissed her on the left cheek.

Li Xingchen: "!!!"

She immediately raised her eyes to look at him, stunned in disbelief.

Jiang Cong pursed his lower lip obviously, and asked again, "Do you like me?"

Because of his rascal behavior, Li Xingchen raised his voice: "...I don't like it."

Jiang Cong smiled and lowered his head to kiss her on the right cheek, "Do you like it?"

Li Xingchen: "..."

She got anxious and started pushing him, "I don't like it!"

Jiang Cong didn't move at all, as if enjoying her fluttering around, his eyes fell on her bright red and soft lips for the third time.

When Li Xingchen received the danger signal, he was startled, and immediately stopped quietly, covering his mouth with his hands folded.

His dark and clear eyes were wide open.

Jiang Cong still bowed his head, tapped the back of her hand lightly and tenderly, sighed, and said in a helpless tone, "Can you tell the truth?"

Li Xingchen's face was already red, her whole body was messed up by him, and she was also devastated.

Then, Jiang Cong let go of his hand.

Just one click, and the person ran away.

Jiang Cong: "..."

He watched her run away without chasing her, with a slight smile on his face, and raised his index finger to gently stroke his lips.

Her face is so soft.

It's good to hold, but it's even better to kiss.

Li Xingshen had a dream that night. She was running crazily in front, and Jiang Cong was chasing after her crazily, shouting while chasing, saying that she could hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day.

Li Xingshen woke up and felt that it was impossible, how could she run past Jiang Cong, and in the second half of the night, half asleep, half awake, in a daze, happy and sad, unable to distinguish dream from reality.

Whatever dreams come true are dreams, and running in reality is useless. After the sports meeting, she still has to obediently go to class and sit next to him.

As for the basketball game, Class Seven took first place among dozens of classes in arts and sciences, and Class Four took second place. However, the school learned that Class Two had a conflict before the game and that Class Four violated the rules of the competition, so it canceled No.2. qualification, and fined two groups of people to take turns cleaning the toilets for a week.

At the same time, all the school's online platforms have fallen, and almost most of them are about Mr. Jiang and his sweetheart at the same table, and they are in full swing.

There are roughly three types of people here, one type just kowtows CP regardless of whether it is true or false, the other type eats melons and understands it, and asks whether the big brother Jiang has caught him, and the other type asks everyone: What happened?
With two balls of paper stuffed into his nose, Feng Cheng lazily scrolled through the posts at the door of the toilet. He replied to a comment asking about the progress of the two in the post titled Big Brother Jiang and Little Sweetheart at the same table as an insider: [ Chasing it chasing it. 】

Then continue to scroll down the comments, and suddenly saw something, burst out laughing, and said to the boys behind the same nose stuffed with paper balls: "Hahaha, look at this comment and say, 'Let Mr. Jiang not be a good person in the past, and the wind comments are stinky If it’s like that, you can’t get a wife now, so little sweetheart won’t be with him.’ Hahaha I’m stupid.”

The boys were also amused, and Yang Langzhou was laughing and kicking him with a mop for dragging the toilet.

A group of people are fighting and fighting, and there is no regularity.

As for Jiang Cong, the protagonist of the competition and conflict, it is much worse than cleaning the toilet. He has to threaten him with "Ignore me and kiss you" every day in order to talk to his sweetheart at the same table.

(End of this chapter)