She is soft on my heart

Chapter 195

Fortunately, Li Xingshen was quite obedient when Jiang Cong was driving, and she didn't make a fuss. She never drank at all, let alone the amount of alcohol.

I don't know how much she drank, every inch of her fair skin exposed to the air turned red, like a tender and soft peach.

In order to make her more comfortable, Jiang Cong lowered the seat position a little bit, Li Xing hunched his shoulders and nestled in the co-pilot, looking so small.

She clutched the seat belt tightly, tilted her head, her hair was a little messed up by her just now, and stuck to her neck, with a few strands curled up, her eyes were looking out the window, but her eyes were empty, she didn't know what she was thinking about .

Waiting for a red light at an intersection, Jiang looked at her from the side. She was too quiet. From his angle, he could only see her hair and the side of her face that was extremely red and unnaturally red.

Large swaths of sunlight shone in through the front glass, reflecting on her clean and clear eyebrows and eyes. Jiang Cong was afraid that she would be dazzling, so he stretched out his long arms and lowered the baffle, and saw her bright deer eyes open wide by the movement of leaning forward. round.

He thinks she looks so cute and cute, with an undisguised smile on her lips, this unconsciously doting smile penetrates into his usually indifferent and calm dark eyes, even the sharp facial lines Both are much softer.

Jiang Cong stretched out his arm, brushed away the hair wrapped around her neck with his slender fingers, and softened the tone of his own cold voice: "Is there any discomfort?"

Li Xingchen's reaction was very slow, he slowly turned his eyes to look at him, was stunned for a few seconds, and shook his head slightly.

Jiang Cong gave a low "hmm", "Good boy, I'll be there soon."

The red light turned to green, Jiang paid more attention to the road conditions, but Li Xingshen never took his eyes off him, seeing him holding the steering wheel steadily, seeing the smooth and distinct arc of his profile Wire.

Her head was blank, but she knew it was Jiang Cong, so even though her mind was swallowed and dissolved by alcohol, she still felt that she was surrounded by a silent but strong sense of security.

There is a parking area next to the teacher's apartment. Jiang Cong parked the car, walked around to the co-pilot, opened the door, and unbuckled the seat belt, but she didn't let go, like a child who has been robbed of a toy. stand up.

Jiang Cong had nothing to do with her. He was bent over and leaned his upper body into the car. Seeing her pitiful appearance, he lowered his body to coax her, rubbing his chin lightly on her face, "What's the matter?" ?”

"Jiang Cong, you are so difficult to chase." With a soft crying voice, the ending sound disappeared into the choking, as if there was a monstrous grievance, which melted people's hearts.

"It's my fault." Jiang Cong held her small face in his hands, and pecked her lips reassuringly, "I have wronged our children."

After he finished speaking, Li Xingchen suddenly bit his lower lip when he retreated.

It's a real bite.Bite hard.In an instant, the faint smell of rust spread on the tip of the tongue.

Jiang Cong hissed in pain, but he didn't stop her and let her bite.

Li Xing paused for a moment, loosened his teeth, and looked at him, the bewilderment and guilt of doing something wrong were evident in his clouded eyes.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." He chuckled lightly, stroking her head, "Can I carry you upstairs?"

Li Xingchen couldn't hear him, so she didn't make a sound, her long eyelashes drooped, her eyes fell on his lips, her brows were furrowed, the man's lips were pale, the blush from being bitten was obvious.

Li Xingchen stared at his mouth in a daze for a few seconds, and then wrapped his two thin arms around the back of his neck. She moved very slowly, and Jiang Cong patiently accompanied her until she raised her head, as he did to comfort her, Kiss that dark red spot.

Slowly, stick out a small tip of the tongue, and lick it lightly.

The sake mixed with the alluring soft fragrance of her body has already filled his nostrils. The second the hot and wet touch brushed his lips, a tiny itchy and numb electric current climbed all the way down his spine. The back of the head, the scalp is tight.

Jiang never could bear it, and he couldn't bear it at all, so Li Xingchen's soft tongue had no chance to retract, his lips and teeth touched, he kissed deeply and deeply, the aggressiveness seemed spontaneous, just like his unrestrained nature , but so lingering and affectionate.

The car was parked in the corner of the area, which was relatively hidden. There was a big tree next to it with its branches hanging down. The branches and leaves covering the roof of the car were lush and luxuriant, fluctuating with the passing breeze, and the sound of fine sand could not cover the low and chaotic breathing of the two. .

I don't know how long it took until she was out of breath, Li Xingshen was in a state of turmoil, his head became dizzy, his eyelids were heavy, half-opened, his curled eyelashes were trembling, his lips were bright red and his chest heaved. .

Jiang Cong was no better than her, his dark eyes were entangled with a trace of emotion, he panted, smiled and pressed her forehead, calmed down for a while, and hugged her out of the car.

When entering the apartment, she swiped her card or face, and outsiders had to register. Jiang Cong put her down, wrapped her waist with one hand and turned to him, and held a pen with the other hand to register the information.

Li Xingchen stood unsteadily, glanced at the registration book with shaking eyes, "Your handwriting is so ugly."

Jiang Cong: "...I've made progress, okay."

Li Xing sank to speak again, but when he finished filling out the form and was about to bend over to hug her again, he suddenly turned his head and said to the building manager beside him: "Auntie, I don't know him."

Jiang Cong snorted and laughed. He didn't stop hugging her, and walked into the building, "It seems that you are not the one who kissed me so fiercely just now."

Building management: "."

Li Xingchen couldn't understand at the moment, otherwise he might be so embarrassed that he wanted to escape.

The elevator stopped on the eighth floor. Li Xingchen pointed out which door was her own based on instinctive memory. Jiang Cong found the key in her bag to open the door. The curtains of the French windows were not drawn, and the room was a bit dark.

Jiang Cong kicked the door shut and carried her to the bedroom. The bedroom was also dark, and Li Xing just touched the bed, but Li Xing couldn't sink down, so he asked stupidly, "Jiang Cong, am I drunk?"

"Ah."

"Drunk? Am I drunk?"

"Well, little drunk."

Li Xingchen lay on his chest, hooking his neck, "Does the drunk people have to vomit?"

Jiang Cong was taken aback, twitched the corners of his mouth, and immediately carried her to the bathroom.

The bathroom was a bit cramped, Jiang Cong was squatting, the little girl's feet didn't touch the ground, she was quietly nestling in his arms, and she didn't seem to be about to vomit, he followed her back one by one, he only did this on her body Patience, always has been.

The bathroom was quiet, only the sound of him patting her on the back. I don't know how long it lasted, and the person in his arms gradually began to tremble. Jiang Cong knew that she was crying again when his body froze.

He sighed, the person who was most afraid of her crying, in the end, was also the person who made her cry the most times.

"Jiang Cong." As soon as she said it, intermittent crying was released, and her shoulders shrugged, "I found that I am really stubborn about liking you."

So stubborn, as long as you stand in front of me again, I will know that I have never given up on you.

She was slurring and sobbing, but Jiang Cong heard it clearly, his heart was grabbed, he hugged her tightly, and pressed her to his chest.

Li Xingchen was drunk, she wasn't sober at all, she just wanted to say what had been accumulated in her heart for a long time, so much, so much, and told him all of it.

"I was going to accept the future without you, but you reappeared, just as suddenly as when you disappeared."

She cried harder, then tried to stop, and exhaled unsteadily, "Sometimes I am very angry, I want to forget you, I want to like someone else, but Jiang Cong, I can't do it, I really do less than"

Jiang Cong thought that even without him, his little girl would be able to move forward well. Indeed, Li Xingchen studied hard, worked hard, and lived a good life. He was just a lively and beating heart stubbornly trapped in the world with him. The past refuses to come out.

"I miss you all the time."

"Jiang Cong, can you let me stay with you?"

Because it is you, my world will be enveloped in warmth, bright and bright, and the grass grows and the warblers fly.

Li Xingchen grabbed his collar, tears wet his chest, "Jiang Cong, what are you afraid of?"

What are you afraid of?
What is he afraid of?
He was afraid that she would be worried, that she would be sad, that she would cry, and what he was most afraid of was that one day, like his comrades, he would suddenly leave forever, leaving her alone again like before.

After Wei Qingxun left, it is no exaggeration that Wei Zhanwei and Ji Hua had a lot of gray hair almost overnight. Wei Qingyu fainted when he heard the news at school.

And Jiang Cong, watching him being shot, watching him fall in front of his eyes, the dazzling blood stained the whole world in front of his eyes, and even for a while, Jiang Cong couldn't pick up the gun, and spent the whole night alone. Smoke the whole pack of cigarettes.

He knew that the person who stayed was far more painful than the person who left. He didn't want her to be in pain, and he didn't want her to cry for him anymore. He was afraid that the little girl would secretly cry alone in the middle of the night, and no one would even wipe her tears.

Like is to give it a go without hesitation, love is to measure the future carefully and carefully, so he has concerns. He is afraid, afraid of letting her down, afraid of not being able to give her a future, and dare not provoke her again.

But maybe, he knew from the beginning that he couldn't make up his mind.

Because she was Li Xingchen, as soon as she appeared, he could only lose his mind, lose his thoughts, and follow his heart.

Besides, he really didn't want his girl to be wronged again, or it was because of him, a bastard.

Jiang put his chin on the top of her hair, held her tightly in his arms, and promised in a low voice: "Don't cry, Xing Xing is good, we won't be separated, we will never be separated."

Then no matter how long the rest of your life is, give it to her.

　There is a chapter in the early morning, and this chapter is almost three thousand, so it’s gone today

　　
　
(End of this chapter)