She is soft on my heart

Chapter 94
Suddenly remembering how he cheated the little girl for a meal, Jiang Cong smiled very lightly when he saw her seriously joking.

She gave a reason in this way, and Jiang Cong didn't ask again.

The two sat quietly, silent to each other.

Li Xingchen's eyes fell on the cat lying at her feet, its head was resting on her slippers, and she couldn't help but reach out to stroke the soft and beautiful hair a few times.

Jiang Tiechui meowed comfortably, rubbing his head against her slippers.

Only Jiang Cong knew that touching this fat cat was as difficult as reaching heaven, so he snorted softly.

Seeing that it didn't resist, Li Xingchen simply hugged it on his lap, but underestimated its weight, and didn't hug it for the first two times.

Jiang Tiehammer may have been a little embarrassed, the barking was not so rampant, Li Xingchen moved gently, felt the cat's eyes familiar after touching it for a while, and recalled it carefully, only vaguely remembered that it seemed to be the cause of peeking at the fight and being caught.

Li Xing turned his head, Jiang Cong was looking at her, "Is this your cat?"

Jiang Cong glanced at Jiang Tiehammer, who was comfortably nestling in the little girl's arms, and let out an "um" in his throat reluctantly and inexplicably sour.

"Meow." Not to be outdone, Jiang Tiehammer gave him a look, three points proud, three points provocative, and four points tea art.

So Jiang Cong kept his grudge, didn't say a word for a while, and got up when it was dozed off by the waiter.

"Go, let's take you for a ride."

Li Xingchen looked up at him, and before he could speak, Jiang Tiechou was lifted from his lap, and Jiang Tiechou yelled at him in a fit of temper.

Jiang never responded, and walked towards the motorcycle with long legs.

Li Xing was stunned for two seconds, put on his coat, and obediently followed without asking any further questions.

Jiang Cong took out a black spare helmet from under the car seat and put it on for her.

The size of the helmet is a bit big, and it looks uncoordinated on her small head, like a cute big-headed doll, with a pair of bright eyes hidden inside, staring at him.

Jiang Cong was suddenly amused, and bent his index finger to tap her on the head. Li Xingchen saw that he was smiling easily, and for some reason he was relieved, so he laughed too, his eyes curled up.

Jiang Cong put on his helmet, stepped onto the vehicle, turned his head slightly and said to her, "Come up."

Li Xingchen didn't know where to get off his legs, and climbed up awkwardly while holding onto the car seat.

The distance was a bit close, Li Xingchen looked at the broad shoulders of the boy, the smooth lines of the shoulders and neck, paused for a few seconds, she stretched out her finger and poked his shoulder, her already soft voice muffled in the helmet: "My, my Where are you holding your hand?"

Jiang never responded. Li Xingchen thought he hadn't heard, and was about to ask again, but the motorcycle suddenly slowed down and braked suddenly. She leaned forward and bumped into his strong back Back, arms subconsciously wrapped around his waist.

Pressing against his back, Li Xingchen froze all of a sudden, then froze all of a sudden, the blush under the helmet went from light to deep in just a few seconds.

He clearly felt two soft touches on his back. Jiang Cong's body also froze. He tightened his grip on the handlebar, rolled his Adam's apple, and said "fuck" in a low voice.

How could he forget this.

The two of them froze inexplicably for a while, and Jiang Congwei turned his head to answer her question just now: "Help here."

".Oh."

It seems that he probably didn't notice, Li Xing let out a deep breath.

The boy's waist and abdomen are thin and strong, even Li Xingchen's hands that dare not move can touch the extremely tight and distinct lines.

It feels good, good, good.

Li Xingchen felt guilty that he couldn't think like this, and silently recited in his heart, "Don't touch evil, don't touch evil"
She quietly clenched her hands into fists.

Jiang Cong noticed her small movements, looked down at her delicate hands, and curled his lower lip.

Lazily said: "Hold tight, I'm cold."

Li Xingchen: "."

It was also after driving a long way from that street that Li Xingshen realized that he seemed to have forgotten something, and quickly said, "Jiang Cong, your cat."

His voice was carried by the receding wind, "I can't lose it."

Li Xingchen: "."

Jiang Tiechui, who was thrown on the spot, was blown up all over his white hair.

Because he was in the urban area and he had a little girl with him, Jiang Cong wasn't too fast.

After a while, leaving the dense traffic flow of lights and shadows, the motorcycle boarded the central bridge across the Cangjiang River. The bridge body is magnificent and gorgeous, and the bridge lights are shining brilliantly.

The speed slowly increased, and the colorful neon lights illuminated the high-rise buildings on both sides of the river, and they retreated rapidly.

In a daze, Li Xingchen felt as if she had entered a certain movie, and the sound of howling wind was right next to her ears, but she felt it was unreal.

In the past, the situation where one person survived alone, now you can always meet Jiang Cong unexpectedly.

Maybe the him who suddenly broke into his life was not real in the first place.

Jiang Cong parked his motorcycle by the bridge, and the two walked slowly along the sidewalks on both sides of the bridge to the center of the bridge.

He turned sideways, with his arms hanging on the bridge railing, looking at the bustling night scene of the city, without speaking.

However, Li Xingchen automatically blurred the night scene, staring at his quiet side face, she knew he was in a bad mood, so she moved closer to him and comforted him in her own way.

The small figure standing side by side by the two bridges just said nothing. After the wind blew on the bridge for a while, Jiang Cong walked back with his hands in his pockets, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Li Xingchen stood on the spot, watching his back without moving.

Jiang Cong walked a few steps and found that she hadn't followed, so he turned his head and stared at her for a few seconds, "What's wrong?"

"I can't go back." Li Xing Shen lowered his eyes and took a few steps forward, "Jiang Cong, I don't want to go back either."

Jiang Cong was silent, looking at her drooping head, hair disheveled by the wind, the little girl's low tone made him feel uncomfortable.

After a long time, he asked mysteriously, "Then come back with me?"

Immediately after he finished speaking, he felt that this was very inappropriate. The girl didn't want to go home at night, so he should try to persuade her a little more.

"That, I mean"

"Is it okay?" Before he finished his explanation, the little girl raised her head, looked at him with bright eyes, and asked tentatively.

Jiang Cong: "."

He was stunned for a few seconds, then tilted his head and smiled, then walked over and bent down, his eyes were at the same level as hers, "Hey, is it because I look too good-looking, or is your heart too big?"

Li Xingshen looked directly into his eyes, looked at his face closely, thought for a while and said: "To be honest, you look a bit fierce, and you are not a good person in the traditional sense."

Jiang Cong: "."

She then laughed again, "But Jiang Cong, I believe in you."

"Li Xingchen." He called her lazily.

"what?"

"I don't have any good intentions for you." He provoked a smile and told the truth.

Li Xing was slightly stunned, and then thought again, "I have to listen to what you have to say."

Jiang Cong: "?"

The little girl added softly: "Like this sentence, just ignore it."

Jiang Cong: "."

(End of this chapter)