She is soft on my heart

Chapter 64 The Peerless Stupid Childish Ghost

"Keep an eye on the messages on your phone, kid, I'll take you out to play during the holidays."

Li Xing couldn't help laughing as he thought about the boy's wanton raised lips and what he said to her when he bent down.

The teapot in his hand was snatched away.

Li Xingshen came back to his senses, only to realize that the glass in his hand was almost full.

Li Yun also poured a glass of water and squinted at her, "What are you silly, don't win the lottery and take it for yourself, our family will not raise you for nothing."

Li Xingchen: "."

She suppressed the joy to the bottom of her heart for herself, and found a random reason, and said softly: "No, I just think I did well in the exam today."

"Really?" Li Yun snorted and laughed, "I didn't see you so happy when the high school entrance examination results were announced."

Zhao Hui, the number one student in the high school entrance examination in Yiyang City, took this matter to face her aunt who disliked her at the time. The aunt's son was so incompetent that he blushed from choking and couldn't speak a word. The door was closed tightly for several days. Whenever they met Zhao Hui, they would run away.

In addition to the tens of thousands of bonuses issued by the city, Zhao Hui gave Li Xingshen a good look for a few days, saying that she could be of some use. The family with a lot of things was harmonious for a while.

At that time, there were reporters who came to the house with a camera and said they wanted to interview, but it was such a big happy event, but the champion himself reacted normally, and the dog walked by the gatekeeper of the community looked happier than her.

Now I said that because I thought I did well in the exam, it was the most common Xiaoyue exam, and I was so happy that I didn't notice that the water was about to spill.

Who are you fooling.

Li Yun's brows and eyes are always stained with tiredness, and his youthful youth seems to be boring.

At this moment, he frowned, looked at her with narrowed eyes, and asked half guessing and half questioning: "Don't you, secretly raise a man outside?"

Li Xingchen: "."

He didn't say anything, but the cold and tough face of the young man reappeared uncontrollably in his mind, with Fengrui's own aura, and he always said nonsense to her with a smirk.

Come to think of it, she probably couldn't afford him.

In an instant, Li Xingchen was taken aback by his own thoughts, and came back to his senses, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across his beautiful eyes, and he said to Li Yun: "No, stop thinking about it."

Inexplicably feeling a little guilty, she didn't say any more and hurried back to the house with the water glass.

Li Yun watched her enter the room and close the door, holding a water glass and meditating for a long time.

Stupid, don't be cheated by some doggy man out there and help count the money.

According to him, her tablemate is the prime suspect.

Li Xingchen leaned against the door and remained silent for a while, walked to the desk and put down the water glass, picked up the smartphone for the elderly, looked at the contacts in the address book, he made a note for the contacts he had set, and smiled softly.

I can't help but be attracted to his peerless good deskmate.

Because the note is too long, it will scroll on the screen if it is selected by the button.

Not so.

Li Xingshen edited it again and changed it for him.

After changing it, Li Xingchen stared at the phone thoughtfully with the corners of her mouth slightly bent. After thinking for a while, she went to the drawer of the bedside table and took out the old phone Li Yun gave her, and replaced the card.

She turned on the phone, went to the address book and read his notes again, and felt that it fit his personality very well.

A three-year-old peerless fart and childish ghost.

-

Jiang Cong just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

He hung a towel around his neck, raised his hand and wiped his cropped hair twice indiscriminately, but his whole body was still covered with a layer of damp water vapor, and his complexion looked a little fairer.

Casual at home, only wearing a pair of black shorts, because of regular exercise, Jiang Cong's figure is well sculpted, with tight and lean abdominal muscles, distinct textures, broad and straight shoulders, and a well-built figure.

There were still drops of water that hadn't been wiped off, flowing down the undulating muscle lines. Jiang Cong opened the closet and found a short sleeve to put on.

The third floor of the entire club is his room, and the space is quite large.

He glanced at something on the coffee table, he paused, walked over and sat down on the sofa, leaned back and stared at the thing.

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Cong leaned forward and took it over, and opened the hand-painted comic that driver Benru worked so hard to create.

His gaze first fell on the words Cong Xing Luo Dian and paused for a while, then Jiang Cong pulled his lower lip, not knowing what it meant.

Ru Ling likes to draw very much. She loves drawing and has talent. She is self-taught. She draws people very accurately and grasps the features. So when Yang Lang threw the piece of paper on his desk, Jiang Cong casually glanced at it. You can tell who it is.

Even though Ru Ling worked overtime, he didn't draw much, but don't look at the short ten pages, it's all concentrated essence.

The room is quiet, the light from the ceiling lamp is bright, and the frequency of rustling pages is getting slower and slower.

After nearly 10 minutes, the hand-drawn comic book was closed and thrown aside.

Jiang Cong raised his arm, curled his index finger knuckles against his temple and turned it twice. He leaned back against his neck on the sofa, closed his eyes, and felt his brain buzzing.

Most of the windows are open, and a cool night breeze blows in continuously.But he couldn't suppress the burning heat in the young man's body.

"Fuck." His voice was low and deep, and it became a little hoarse.

Jiang Cong straightened his head and was stunned for a few seconds, then he pressed his eyes and looked down, resigned to his fate and went into the bathroom again.

Who knew this fucking was just the beginning.

Jiang Cong had an uncontrollable dream, and the pictures in the grid on the frame of the hand-painted book were connected in series...

Then I woke up in a dream, the wall lamp was habitually turned on, my body was dripping with sweat, and the light that caught my eyes was also a blurred yellow.

Jiang Cong's breathing was unsteady, panting low, even her voice in the dream was very real, soft and gentle, calling his name over and over again, and now it keeps lingering in his mind.

The headlights came on, and Jiang Cong took his third shower tonight.

Then I didn't sleep again.

I don't know what time it was, but the sound of boxing downstairs continued until dawn.

Yi Linhe: "."

Tomorrow he will remove the sandbags.

-

Li Xingshen received Jiang Cong's message in advance the day before the National Day.

So she got up early that day and made some sesame crisp balls. Knowing that there must be more than the two of them, she made more, but she didn't expect so many people to come.

There is often no one at home, Li Yun also goes out to fool around with his classmates, Li Xingshen is quite free to go out.

A modified and cool white off-road vehicle was parked in front of the community building, which was out of tune with the somewhat old and decrepit environment here.

"Stars! Here!" Lu Ling saw her, jumped up and waved to her, and finally ran towards her.

Jiang Cong was wearing a black sweater, leaning against the front of the car, with a slender figure, wide shoulders, slender waist and long legs in perfect proportions, which caught people's attention. Xing Chen, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Yang Lang, Bai Daiyi and Ke Manman are all here.

Ke Manman cut a princess cut, highlighted and dyed a few strands of bright yellow hair on both sides, and painted a glittering makeup, looking coquettish and playful, seeing her also raised a smile, "Lu Chi!"

"Little Fairy!"

"Miss Star!"

Bai Daiyi and Yang Lang also shouted, a group of youthful young people gathered here, as if they had added vitality to the crowded old-fashioned residential buildings.

Li Xingchen also smiled and waved to them. She was really happy. She was used to the quietness of being alone, and she didn't feel anything wrong after a long time, but at this moment, she seemed to experience a sense of happiness from being accepted.

The lively feeling is also good.

In addition to the six of them, there was also an older man, whom Li Xingchen felt a little familiar.

After taking a closer look, she remembered that she seemed to be the owner of that club.

(End of this chapter)