She is soft on my heart

Chapter 27 Don't Cover a Chapter?

"Go back and sweep the floor of my store." Jiang Cong let go of his yellow hair.

A group of people didn't dare to fart. After receiving the order, Huang Mao and his younger brothers limped, scrambled and fled out of the alley, extremely embarrassed.

Li Xingshen hadn't recovered yet, he froze on the spot in a daze, his heart was beating wildly, and his palms were sweating.

"Meow~"

Suddenly, a small white cat popped out of nowhere, its glazed eyes rolled, it tilted its head to look at her, and then leapt towards her lap.

Li Xing Shen, who was in a daze, had time to realize what the ball was, and screamed reflexively.

The alley that had just fallen into silence made another abnormal sound. Yang Lang stopped patting the ashes of his pants, and looked there half curiously and half vigilantly, "Who is it?"

Do whatever you want, Bai Daiyi, No.1 in the crowd, has already straightened his neck and started walking over there.

Jiang Cong looked indifferent, didn't look over there, turned around and walked to the other side of the alley without his own business.

"Little fairy?!" Bai Daiyi's surprised voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Jiang Cong stopped suddenly, paused, and looked back.

The street lamps at the entrance of the alley cast a faint yellow light, and a thin slanting shadow was cast on the ground.

He squinted his eyes slightly, staring at Bai Daiyi dancing and dancing before he was discharged from the hospital without being cured. Then he thought of the possibility of encountering him after school, and suddenly raised his lips and smiled. The breath disappeared, and he walked in the opposite direction.

"Sister Xing! What a coincidence!" Yang Lang smiled like an idiot, "I said we'd see each other next week, but I didn't expect to meet again in a blink of an eye. You and us...Brother Cong are really destined!"

Li Xingchen: "..."

"You're very courageous, Li Xingchen, peeking at people fighting."

Jiang Sansui stood still in front of her, with a smile on his eyes and eyebrows, and his tone was as loose as ever. He was completely different from the Jiang Cong who was full of arrogance and hostility and said harsh words just now.

Because of his approach, Li Xingchen's hand holding the shoulder strap of her schoolbag tightened. She stood obediently, lowered her head slightly, hesitated for a moment, and promised in a soft and timid voice: "I won't make small reports."

"Ok?"

"I promise... I won't tell the teacher that you are fighting."

"..." The three of them were momentarily stunned.

Yang Lang stroked the back of his head and smiled, "It's okay, Sister Xing, it's not that the old man doesn't know us..."

Before he finished his "virtue", Jiang Cong suddenly cut off his words, looked at Li Xingchen, "Employees are empty words, how can you guarantee it?"

He leaned his left shoulder against the wall, with a lazy ruffian all over his body.

It's also evil, always wanting to tease her.

The remaining three were also speechless in their own way.

Obviously, only Li Xingchen took this seriously, but after racking her brains, she realized that she had no real bargaining chip that she could guarantee to him.

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, Li Xingchen slowly raised his head to look at him, considering that he could not go home too late, raised his thin white arm, clenched his hand into a fist, and stretched out his little finger.

"I'll hook up with you, okay?"

Jiang Cong: "..."

Her voice was soft and subtle, her pupils gathered a bright little shadow under the lamp, she frowned slightly, her appearance was serious, innocent and timid.

Jiang Cong locked her eyes tightly, breathing heavily.

Hold.

So fucking...pure.

He felt as if something had scratched him, it was numb, like an electric current, more exciting than fighting.

The two light bulbs in the back who didn't understand anything looked at the three-year-old's operation and laughed so hard that they almost hiccupped.

Li Xingchen was a little embarrassed by their laughter, maybe she was too childish, she lowered her eyes, and when she was about to withdraw her hand, Jiang Cong raised her arm.

He bent his little finger, and stopped when he was about to touch the girl's shiny fingertips.

Maybe it was dust from the fight just now, and it was a little dirty. After thinking about it, Jiang Cong replaced his little finger with his index finger, hooking Li Xingchen's knuckles.

Soft as a bone.

Is she soft everywhere?

Touching the warm fingertips, Li Xingchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he pursed his lips.

After waiting for two long seconds, she was about to retract her hand, but the other party deliberately used some force and tightened her index finger.

Li Xing looked at him with Shenyun eyes puzzled.

Jiang Cong raised his eyebrows and raised his thumb, "Don't stamp it?"

Li Xingchen: "..."

Two light bulbs: "..."

The two of them add up to be two and a half years old, no more.

After a moment of hesitation, Li Xingchen obediently put up a thumbs up and lightly touched his fingertips.

Jiang Cong's lips curled up involuntarily, and then he let go of his fingers.

Li Xingchen quickly withdrew his hand and asked softly, "Can I go?"

Jiang glanced sideways at the deep alley, "From here?"

Li Xingshen nodded, "I only know this way."

Jiang Cong opened his lower lip, but before he could utter a word, Yang Dian suddenly came to his senses, pretending to glance at his phone, and showed his clumsy acting skills when he was Zhou Zhengbai Daiyi's wingman.

Emotionally, he seemed to be reciting a poem: "Oh! It's so late! Sister Xing, it's not safe for you to walk around at night with a girl! Why don't you let Brother Cong take you back!"

Jiang Cong: "..."

Li Xingchen: "..."

Cypress light bulb: "..."

He really wanted to say, buddy, in fact, every time you help me, I didn't get any of that girl...

Now, those who should be silent and those who should not be silent are silent.

After a long time, Li Xing moved his lower lip and wanted to speak, but the experienced Bai Daiyi hurriedly opened his mouth before she refused: "Little fairy, you don't know, there are often drunks haunting this area at night, and they only stop pretty girls Drinking like crazy, what Yang Lang means is that one more Cong Ge means one more security."

Not sure if he believed what he said about the drunk, Li Xingchen frowned slightly.

Jiang Cong glanced at her tangled face, and smiled into his eyes. He straightened up and took a step back to make way for her. He put his hand in his trouser pocket, and said in a lazy but unrefusable tone, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

In the end, no matter what the reason was, Li Xing sank and then declined, and the two light bulbs excused themselves to admire the moon, and they retired.

There were two shadows in the alley, one long and the other short, the boy followed the girl's pace and walked side by side.

Crossing the alley, it was a brightly lit street. Jiang turned into a convenience store and found that the little girl hadn't followed. He turned around, opened the transparent curtain and called her, "Come in, I'll buy you candy."

Li Xingchen stood under the steps and looked at him, blinked, pursed his lips and didn't speak or move.

Jiang Cong stared at her for two seconds, then suddenly laughed inexplicably, "Could it be possible that you want me to go and hold you?"

His eyes were dark and bright, and his tone was weak: "This is not good."

Li Xingchen: "..."

He came out the next second after saying something bad, and Li Xingchen was so frightened that he hurried into the convenience store.

He not only bought candy, but also bought a lot of other snacks, stuffed them into her schoolbag, and then helped her carry them. From the beginning to the end, Li Xingchen had no right or opportunity to say no.

The lights and shadows on the roads and streets form a river, and there is noise from all walks of life. As the night falls, people always change their ways to continue the noise.

"Will the family come to pick you up?" Jiang Cong asked casually as he walked.

Li Xingshen replied after a while: "My family is busy."

Jiang glanced at her from the side, and gave a soft "hmm".

The distance was neither near nor far, neither of them spoke, and they walked silently all the way to the old residential buildings in the old district of Qingpu.

Jiang Cong handed her the schoolbag, and Li Xingshen took it over, thanked him politely, told him to go back early, and walked inside.

Jiang Cong stared at her receding back for a few seconds, then suddenly called her again: "Hey, Li Xingchen."

Li Xingshen's footsteps stopped, and he turned his head.

The boy ran towards her with big strides, his school uniform jacket slightly bulged by the wind.

Standing still in front of her, he bent down and propped his knees to look at her with high spirits, smiled and said, "Don't be afraid of me, I don't beat people up."

(End of this chapter)