She is soft on my heart

Chapter 45 He is going to be planted

From Jiang Cong's point of view, although the little girl looks soft and easy to approach, she is actually like a little snail with a protective shell on her body. She is always timid and smiles at everyone.

When facing the opposite sex, she will always keep a safe distance.

Not now.

The girl didn't reject his intimacy, she just straightened her rumpled hair and talked to him, with a sweet smile on her face, half-bent deer eyes, like crescent moons adorned with stars.

The natural relaxation in this state of getting along proves that the relationship between her and the other party is unusual.

It doesn't have to be half a meter apart. The two figures walk away together until they completely disappear at the end of the street and out of sight.

The pitch-black gaze did not retract.

Jiang Cong looked in that direction, clenched his teeth, and felt extremely bored for no reason.

"Hold."

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The night is quietly opened, the neon lights are colorful, and the noisy fun has just begun.

In the Noone Club, alcohol and tobacco collided, white mist lingered, all kinds of sounds arose, and the sound of billiard balls hitting was crisp and chaotic. I don’t know who hit the shot, and there was a wave of shouting and boiling sound, and the air was full of excitement. factor.

Jiang Cong stubbed out the cigarette at the door, showing no emotion on his face, and he ignored the people who came in and out greeted him.

Yi Linhe was so busy that he didn't touch the ground, he came down from the upstairs after delivering a bag of beer, and saw the shopkeeper come back, just yelled, he passed him without looking sideways, and went straight upstairs.

"Brother Cong is back, let's go!"

Yang Lang and Bai Daiyi were playing cards with a few acquaintances from other schools. They saw Jiang Cong come back through the glass door, and they just pulled someone to replace them and came out.

Yi Linhe stopped them both, "Boy is in a bad mood."

"In a bad mood?" Yang Lang was surprised, and looked in the direction upstairs, "How is that possible?"

"Why did he go?" Yi Linhe asked.

Yang Lang replied: "They said they wanted to send Sister Xing back, but we didn't follow."

Yi Linhe had a questioning face, "Who? Sister Xing?"

Yang Lang snorted, "He is at the same table."

"." Yi Linhe hummed and laughed twice, "You are called sister, you really have face."

"Brother Yi handed over the pack of cigarettes! Old rules!" Someone shouted inside.

Yi Linhe responded to the man, and told them both: "If you don't want to die, don't go up and recruit him."

"So serious? My giao, he and the little fairy won't quarrel." Bai Daiyi guessed, and within a few seconds, he looked at Yang Lang with a cheap smile, "Why don't you go up and ask?"

Yang Lang glanced at him and scolded him, "Why don't you fucking ask?"

It's no joke that brother Cong is in a bad mood, Bai Daiyi shuddered thinking about it.

He sighed sadly, "No way, no way, is it that the love that started from the beginning will end?"

Yang Lang looked thoughtful, and after a while, he spoke at the master level again: "It's okay, there are quarrels at the table and peace at the end, there is no overnight feud at the same table."

Bai Daiyi: "."

After three o'clock in the morning, the club returned to calm. Yi Linhe saw off the last group of people. His eyes were so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open. He almost fell asleep when he touched the bed.

But it didn't take long before he was awakened by the abnormal movement from downstairs. He turned over violently and didn't want to pay attention. After a few seconds, he bounced up suddenly.

How the hell can a thief come in without locking the door? !

Yi Linhe was confused, he hurriedly pulled on his pants, which he had fallen asleep before taking off, and went down shirtless.

There was a sound of stepping on the wooden planks of the stairs, and as he was about to go downstairs, the abnormal movement gradually became clear. Yi Linhe's legs stopped, and he suddenly understood. He was forced to wake up and was speechless for a while.

The headlights on the first floor were not turned on, and the light was dim. Only the innermost chandelier was on. In the semi-darkness, the punching bags made heavy and muffled noises.

Yi Linhe walked over, wiped his face, looked at the vigorous figure of the young man, and thought that young people are full of energy.

The chandelier above his head swayed slightly, casting light and shadows, and his black clothes were stained a little darker with sweat. The strong and smooth lines of his arms were shown due to his exertion, his punching movements were neat and handsome, and his side face was cold and serious.

With a "bang", the surroundings fell silent.

Jiang Cong unbuttoned his gloves and threw them aside, lying down straight, his eyes were half-closed by the dazzling white light, his chest heaved, sweat dripped, his slightly protruding Adam's apple twitched, and he was a little inexplicably sexy.

He couldn't sleep, and as soon as he closed his eyes, Li Xingchen's smile could not help but guess the relationship between the two, and the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, as if his mother had gone crazy.

"Tsk, although I don't have any relationship experience," Yi Linhe leaned his back against the ring frame and looked at the people on the ground, took a breath, and continued, "But I think you're going to fall."

The voice fell, and there was no response.

The young man's mind is passionate and straightforward, his heart is beating violently in his chest, every centimeter of feeling is unambiguous, and it grows and spreads uncontrollably.

He was never one to dare.

Jiang Cong closed his eyes, breathed steadily, and said her name silently in his heart.

He is going to be planted.

The next day, at Villa No. 036, Jingrui Road, Shen's family.

The three-storey European-style building covers a large area, elegant in style, luxurious and stylish. This area is surrounded by Qingyue Lake, and the lush greenery is well done. It is a famous villa area for rich people in Beihe City. Every inch of land is precious. .

Shen Miaoen has been waiting in the yard for a long time. At first glance, she looks the same as usual, but in fact, she has carefully considered and carefully considered from makeup to outfit, and is anxiously looking forward to the arrival of a certain person.

Finally, the tall figure who was thinking about it came into sight.

Jiang never walked this way unhurriedly. He was wearing a gray hoodie and black sweatpants. His shoulders were straight and wide, his waist was slender and his legs were long.

"I thought you weren't coming." Shen Miaoen went over to open the door for him, her tone a bit coquettish.

Jiang never spoke to her. A woman wearing an apron came out of the room. She greeted her with a smile. Jiang Cong was a little surprised to see her, "Aunt Rong?"

Aunt Rong hurriedly responded, pretending to blame: "Your child hasn't come home for a long time, and I can't even see anyone."

She pulled people into the house, "Go in quickly, the sun is shining again now, your Uncle Shen is waiting for you inside."

Shen Maoli was in the living room drinking tea while reading the newspaper. When he saw someone coming, he put down the newspaper and got up.

"Uncle Shen." Jiang Cong's tone was somewhat respectful, not as loose as before.

Shen Maoli saw him beaming with joy, "I've been busy with the company, look at Uncle Shen, I haven't seen you for a long time, you're a lot taller, boy."

After taking a seat in the restaurant, Shen Maoli greeted him warmly.

When Aunt Rong brought the last dish, she was also grinning from ear to ear, "It's your Uncle Shen who said you came to eat, and specially asked me to cook some of your favorite dishes for you."

Shen Maoli attributed the credit to her daughter, and then Aunt Rong said: "It's Miao En's thoughtfulness that reminded me, otherwise I, a big man, would not have thought of such things."

Shen Miaoen smiled, raised her eyes to look at Jiang Cong, but did not meet his gaze.

(End of this chapter)