I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

How should she answer this.

Jiang Chacha hesitated to speak, when he asked this question, for a moment, she really thought about this question from the standpoint of her non-existent "girlfriend".

Since she is a woman, there is no such moral issue.

hateful!He was almost taken astray.

She closed her eyes and rested her chin on her hand, as if she was thinking about this question very seriously.

Cheng Hao looked at him drunkenly, and the corners of his eyes were a little red.

Jiang Chacha finally came up with a result after thinking about it.

She looked at him, hesitated to speak.

Cheng Hao continued to laugh.

He originally thought that Jiang Chacha would definitely say, "It's okay, I won't let my girlfriend know about it, only the two of us know about it."

Then she will comfort him again, saying that it's not his fault, and they can't control this kind of thing.

She will lean towards him.

As he expected, Jiang Chacha really comforted him.

She had a bodhisattva face, and the light of humanity and justice seemed to appear on her body. She was considerate, and reached out her hand to comfort him, gently patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, my girlfriend, you're very generous, even if She knows, and she won't be angry. She is not a narrow-minded person, and we are very affectionate."

Hearing "Narrow-minded" and "Small belly", the corners of Cheng Hao's slightly raised mouth became visibly stiff.

Cold beer was cold.

ice hands.

The throat that has been filled with beer is bitter and astringent.

Cheap beer really doesn't taste good.

Jiang Chacha continued to comfort him earnestly, "It's okay, the two of us are very open-minded, not rigid, just a kiss, it's not a big deal, and my girlfriend will definitely understand that it was a misunderstanding, we two are fine, She is a good person, so young master, don't worry."

Just a kiss.

The two of us are fine.

She is very nice.

Cheng Hao's eyeballs illuminated by the fireworks gradually darkened again, and something stirred inside.

He looked at her and smiled cutely, "That's right."

The fingers holding the beer can silently closed and squeezed tightly, the reddish finger pads turned white, and they were still cold against the cold beer can.

He retreated his upper body and returned to his original position. He was still sitting there coquettishly, slowly sipping beer, tasting it, and watching the fireworks in the sky to pass the time.

Fireworks are tireless, taking turns burning in the air for only a few seconds.

Ginger tea is unknown.

She didn't understand that she obviously comforted him, but he had a calm face, and he didn't seem very happy.

She opened her mouth, but felt that the atmosphere around him was too gloomy, so she closed her mouth, not daring to ask.

So the two sat side by side like this, silently enjoying the mighty fireworks show.

In summer, fireworks, cold beer, people, and the sparkling lake water that keeps changing colors as the fireworks bloom endlessly in front of you.

Together, these beautiful things will become wonderful memories.

The wind blew past, blowing the snow-white down on her hat, sticking to her face, itching, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to scratch it.

They didn't end up watching the fireworks show.

The reason is because it is too late.

If you look at it any further, it will already be the next day.

Accompanying Cheng Hao to the parking lot outside the amusement park, Jiang Chacha found that the bodyguards hiding in the corner to protect the young master showed up one after another, right next to the car.

Jiang Chacha saw those bodyguards waving at her.

Her eyes were shining with joy, especially at night. Her lively personality made people jump up and waved to them.

In the end, Jiang Chacha planned to take a taxi back, but it was impossible for Cheng Hao to send her back to Qiu Huating.

Seeing that his kindness was tactfully dismissed, Cheng Hao, who was sitting in the car, obviously looked even worse. His eyes were sleepy, his lips were thin and red, and he glanced at her sullenly.

He seems to be in a worse mood...

Jiang Chacha was scared, so she pulled herself together.

Sitting in the air-conditioned car, he was quickly covered with a thin blanket by himself. Jingui is really Jingui.

Pampered and pampered, his whole body seemed to be exuding nobility.

He put his hands on his knees delicately and folded them.

He raised his eyelids slightly, the eyeballs were faint, like misty smoke that couldn't be grasped with one hand.

He pursed his lips irritably, as if suppressing a burst of anger and suffocation, but he still couldn't help but want to talk to her, and his haughty eyes couldn't stop falling on her.

"You really don't want to take my car?"