She is soft on my heart

Chapter 126 Let's Know About My Father's Boyfriend

Jiang Cong stabilized her body and prevented her from falling over. He kept his brows still and asked in a deep voice, "How much did she drink?"

"I'll just pour her three cups," Ru Ling stood next to her and thought about it, but she still didn't think it was enough, but she looked at the remaining amount in the glass bottle on the table and was stunned, "Huh??? gone?"

She asked Ke Manman again: "How much have you drank, princess?"

Ke Manman pointed to the cup in front of him, "I haven't finished my cup..."

"..."

The square bottle was not small, and they used disposable paper cups. Ru Ling only drank three or four cups, and the rest... she poured it all for herself.

This drunkenness was unexpected and caught off guard. Except for Jiang Cong, the other four people were stunned for a moment and didn't know what to do.

Li Xingshen was half-embraced by Jiang Cong, with her arms around his shoulders. She was a little closer, her eyes were slightly dizzy, and she looked at him quietly and carefully.

As if she finally recognized him, she tilted her head, her drunken voice was soft and soft: "Jiang Cong?"

"Hmm." Jiang Cong looked a little helpless, but he still responded patiently, his arms clasped her waist, half-supporting and half-supporting her to stand up.

She can stand and walk, but she is wobbly and unsteady.

Bai Daiyi glanced at the time and made a suggestion: "Why don't you stay in my guest room tonight, I think she struggles to walk."

Ke Manman thought about it, and thought it was okay, and he could stay and take care of her, "Then I have to call her family and tell her, the family must be worried if the girl doesn't go home for one night."

Ru Ling also automatically agreed to the proposal, looking for her schoolbag, "Is her mobile phone in the schoolbag?"

They each spoke one sentence at a time, not knowing what nonsense they were thinking because of these words, Li Xing lowered his eyebrows, fell silent without moving, and obediently let Jiang Cong put on the padded jacket for her.

Jiang Cong never expressed his opinion on what they said, bent down to zip her up, and then said softly, "No, I'm here."

When the others heard this, they suddenly realized that with Jiang Cong, they don't need to worry about this matter at all...

Jiang Cong wrapped one arm around her back to support her, Li Xingchen naturally leaned towards him, and he lifted his chin towards the schoolbag, "Give me the schoolbag."

Ru Ling went over and brought him the schoolbag.

Bai Daiyi's parents live a two-person world all day long, and the driver at home is also on vacation today, otherwise they could be sent back.

After Jiang Cong hailed the car on the mobile phone, he took the schoolbag and hung it on his arm. Before going out, he put her hat on his head and retracted his little hands into his sleeves to make sure that she was serious.

The four stood neatly and watched from behind.

Yang Lang rubbed his chin, "Why do I feel... Brother Cong seems to be taking care of his daughter...?"

Ru Ling: "Father is a boyfriend, let's find out."

After everything was done, seeing that they were about to leave, the four of them went over to say goodbye to the two of them, told them to pay attention to safety, and went back to say something on their mobile phones.

Yang Lang and Ru Ling didn't leave, they didn't care, they had told their family before coming here, and they often came to Bai Daiyi's house to play, and sometimes lived here directly, they were all "sons and daughters" that He Qiao recognized.

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The night is thick, the night wind blows through the mountains and forests, the shadows of the trees are whirling, the surroundings are quiet, only the leaves rustle softly, and the villas are lit.

From Bai Daiyi's house, there was still a section of downhill mountain road at the intersection where we were waiting for the bus. Seeing that the little girl was walking normally, Jiang Cong gradually let go of her shoulders and took her by the arm instead.

Li Xingchen was obediently led by him, her head was covered by the hat, most of her face could not be seen, she was too quiet.

The lampposts on the side of the road were brightly lit, and the shadows of the two of them were stretched very long. Jiang never walked too fast, so he walked for a while to see her.

She kept silent all the time, and her walk was no different from usual. Jiang Cong couldn't figure it out, so he asked, "Is it cold?"

Li Xing sank to speak, his head was stuffy.

Jiang Cong frowned, and stopped. Li Xingshen, as if he had no consciousness of his own, followed and stopped without any other movements.

"Li Xingchen?" Jiang Cong called out, seeing that she was still motionless, he lowered his body to look at her face.

Li Xingshen's small face was shrouded in the shadow of the hat. Through the street light, Jiang Cong saw that the blush on her cheeks hadn't faded in the slightest. When she looked up at him, her eyes were dazed, as if she was unconscious or pretending to be unconscious. mind.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Cong took off her hat a little bit back.

Looking at the person in front of him, the sockets of Li Xingshen's eyes turned red suddenly, and two lines of hot tears rolled down from the steam in less than three seconds.

Jiang Cong: "...???"

He panicked when he cried, but this time he didn't do anything.

"No, why are you crying again?" Jiang Cong was at a loss for a moment, and felt funny again, "...I look so tearful?"

Li Xing looked at him deeply, the corners of her mouth were flattened, and she gradually curled up aggrievedly. She didn't make a sound, but kept crying, dripping down to her collar.

She was tearful, and after a while, she said something, but her voice was small and choked, and Jiang never heard it clearly.

He bent down even lower, leaned his ear closer, and asked softly like a child, "What?"

Two seconds later, I heard her whispering aggrievedly: "Jiang Cong, I'm so tired... I don't want to walk."

Jiang Cong: "..."

He was taken aback for a moment, looked back at her little face hidden under the hat, and suddenly smiled, "Is that why you are crying?"

He pinched her nose, coldly, and said with a smile, "Little crying bag."

Li Xing took a deep breath, but remained silent again.

It's not difficult, Jiang Cong carried his schoolbag on his shoulders, squatted down in front of her, "Come on, I'll carry you."

After the words were finished, there was no movement behind him for a long time, Jiang Cong turned her head, her dark eyes stared at him without blinking, as if she was unresponsive.

Jiang never urged her, his arms were hanging on his knees, and he kept this position and waited.

Li Xing was stunned for a moment, took a small step forward, then threw himself on his back, wrapping his arms around his neck.

With her sudden jerk, even though she was light, Jiang Cong inevitably fell forward a little bit. He thought she was so dazed and cute, so he laughed silently.

He put his arms through the hollows of her knees, lifted her up, and carried her firmly on his back.

Suddenly flying into the sky, Li Xing let out a low "huh", "It's so high."

With a heavy head, Li Xingchen rested his chin on his broad shoulders, tilted his head slightly to look at him, and gradually fell into some kind of wild thoughts.

Jiang Cong was also thinking about things, thinking that the situation in her family might be a bit special.

Being picked up means that there is a high probability of being adopted, and the life of being adopted is varied, with ups and downs and sweets. Even though the grandmother mentioned by the little girl treats her close relatives, she only mentions her grandmother, and it does not rule out that there are others. don't like her.

He was worried about her going back like this. The unkind knocking on the door on the phone that day made him worry all the time, plus the fact that she was sent to a strange family for tutoring before he had figured out anything, Jiang Cong was actually very afraid, very afraid of his The little girl was bullied at home.

Walking silently, Jiang Cong withdrew his thoughts and asked tentatively, "Should I take you home?"

"Go home..." Li Xing Shen repeated repeatedly, "There is no one at home..."

Jiang Cong turned his head slightly, and suddenly felt that his neck was hot and humid, and there was liquid flowing down, which were her tears.

"I'm alone..." Her voice trembled slightly.

"Jiang Cong, I miss grandma."

"Jiang Cong, no one wants me anymore."

(End of this chapter)