She is soft on my heart

Chapter 80 The wrong size
This sudden accident made the people at the table quiet for a moment, and quickly spread to the entire box.

Jiang Cong glanced at the door, his eyes were dark, he took his gaze back and ignored it, but took off his coat and wrapped it around Li Xingchen, her shoulders were trembling slightly, the weather was so cold, wet and cold clothes stuck to her Touching the skin, it was bitingly cold.

"Open a room." Jiang Cong looked at the waiter and said in a low voice.

The waiter's brain was working, and then he calmed down a little, and he responded repeatedly.

Then, under the leadership of the waiter, Jiang Cong took Li Xing and sank out of the box, leaving behind a room full of people who were speechless, but most of them were nervous and frightened.

Jiang Cong's face was so dark that he wanted to eat people...

And the look he shot when he went out made the girl who hit up the conversation tremble even more, her head felt like being hit with a heavy stick, but the sudden intention made her suddenly start to fear at this moment, she took out her phone and hurriedly texted her "brother" information.

As soon as he came out, Jiang Cong had no expression on his face. He took out his phone and sent Yang Lang a message. There were only four words: [Detain the person. 】

Yang Lang immediately replied: [Okay. 】

This hotel is of a relatively high grade. There are rooms up from the sixth floor. The waiter took them to a room. When entering the room, turn on the heater and adjust it to a suitable temperature to avoid catching a cold.

She was apologizing all the way, and she could see from the on-the-spot reaction that it was only a student who came to do a short-term job. Sure enough, a capable and mature middle-aged woman came soon.

She also apologized first, and then took out a set of neatly folded nightgowns in the room, "Come on, let the girl put this on first, don't catch a cold, I'll figure out a way for the clothes."

"No need." Jiang Cong said lightly, without raising his eyebrows, he brought the nightgown to Li Xingchen, "Go and change it first, wait for me here."

Then without waiting for Li Xingshen to ask more questions, he quickly walked out the door.

Li Xingshen felt very uncomfortable, so he went to the bathroom to change his wet clothes, and then wiped the sticky places on his body with a hot towel.

It was much better when I came out again. The middle-aged female manager and the waiter were waiting outside. Li Xingchen knew that she didn't do it on purpose. Seeing that she was still guilty and scared, he smiled lightly and said, "It's okay."

The waiter saw that she didn't seem to want to pursue too much, so he breathed a sigh of relief and apologized again.

The air fell silent for a moment.

It might be someone of the same age, and Li Xingshen looked calm and gentle, the waiter couldn't help but muttered: "Your boyfriend is so fierce..."

From the very beginning, she felt as if she had committed some serious crime of beheading in ancient times, waiting to be executed...

The manager glanced at her, and the little waiter immediately lowered his head obediently and kept silent.

And Li Xingchen's focus fell on the word "boyfriend".

She sighed silently, forget it, the boyfriend is the boyfriend, I am too lazy to explain...

There was not a long silence after that, Jiang Cong came back, he was carrying a shopping bag of a certain brand in his hand, Li Xingchen realized that he was going to buy clothes, and was a little surprised.

He handed her the bag, "Just wear it first."

The waiter glanced at the logo of a certain brand that cost thousands of yuan for any T-shirt, and swallowed.

Wear it in the future?soon? ? ?

Of course Li Xingchen also recognized the brand, but she couldn't go out in her nightgown anyway, so after a little hesitation, she still took the bag and went into the bathroom again.

But soon, the bathroom door opened, and Li Xingshen poked out his small head, his face flushed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Cong asked.

"zipper on the back"

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He didn't think too much about it when he chose it. He heard a lot from the shopping guide, and in the end he was in a hurry and chose a simple long skirt.

The manager was the first to react and walked towards the bathroom, "I'll do it."

It took a long time this time, but when the bathroom door opened, Li Xingchen came out in a white nightgown, with her head lowered, looking a little shy.

The skirt draped over the manager's arms, but the older aunt felt nothing, and said to Jiang Cong, "The size is wrong."

Li Xing lowered his head.

"The size is wrong?" Jiang Cong asked subconsciously. Although the skirt was chosen randomly, it was obvious what size the little girl was wearing.

The manager said calmly: "The fit is the fit, but the bust is too small."

Jiang Cong: "."

The manager even muttered to himself: "The little girl is developing very well now."

Jiang Cong: "."

Li Xingchen: "."

She wants to hit the wall.His face turned red to the base of his neck.The red one is hopeless.

At this moment, the little waiter silently lowered his head and looked at his own, thinking that it might not be all.
There is still a gap between people.
Jiang Cong was silent, and then by a strange coincidence, his eyes moved down from her deeply drooping head, and stayed where they shouldn't be for two seconds.

Realizing what he was doing, his eyebrows twitched, and he slid his gaze away. Jiang Cong, who looked fierce to outsiders, stammered suddenly: "I, I'll go change it."

Li Xingshen hasn't said a word since he came out.She was also ashamed and didn't look at him.

Because the shopping mall is just opposite, and the second round was quick, Jiang Cong brought back a different skirt.

Although the first one looks loose and simple in style, but there is a body-fitting design in the middle, this one is completely right. There are no strict requirements, and the zipper is also on the side.

When Li Xingchen came out, Jiang Cong was looking at his phone, his jaw straining to reply to Yang Lang's message. He raised his head when he heard the sound, and his eyes were fixed on her in a daze.

This is the first time he has seen a little girl wearing a skirt. The beige and elegant skirt extends to the calf, and the long sleeves are made of light and transparent chiffon fabric, which perfectly shows the girl's originally hidden graceful curves. Her skin is fair, black and soft. Her hair was scattered on her shoulders, looking clean, pure and beautiful.

Jiang Cong's throat tightened, and there seemed to be broken lights flickering in his pitch-black eyes. He looked fine at first, but after a few seconds, he accidentally swept to a place he shouldn't have.

Hold.Hold.Hold.

The manager here is distracted, but the manager who went in there for the second time and didn't help him suddenly asked Li Xingchen with a slightly concerned tone: "Girl, I see that you have red patches on your shoulders and arms, it's okay." Bar?"

Li Xingshen panicked inexplicably, "Ah, it's okay."

"What's red?" Hearing this, Jiang Cong had already stopped his reverie, and walked towards her with a tense expression.

He looked at her arm purposefully, it was useless for Li Xing to hide, the transparent gauze couldn't block anything, Jiang Cong only then noticed a few red marks on her delicate and white skin, it was artificial at first glance.

He lifted her arm, followed by the nail scratches on the back of her hand.

With a cold expression to the end, "Who made it?"

Li Xingshen withdrew his arm and remained silent.

In fact, Jiang Cong had already thought of it. When he went to the bathroom to find her, he seemed to have seen that woman before.

"I have a lot of ways to know." He stared at her with heavy eyes and paused, "But Li Xingchen, I want you to tell me."

After a few more seconds, Li Xingshen finally narrated the incident in a calm tone.

"Why didn't you tell me in the first place?" His jaw line was tense, his eyes were on fire.

Li Xing lowered his head and remained silent.

Because of the character she has cultivated since she was a child, the first priority is to be good.

The second place is tolerance.

And she clearly knew that after grandma left, the only person who would support her also left her, and she only had herself.

So I got used to forbearance, and got used to calming things down.

It seems that there is no other choice.

Jiang never waited any longer, and pulled her wrist, "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)