The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 1183 Who dares to touch my candy (53)

The convenience store was quiet, and the hand under the cash register froze for a second, then tried again as if he could guess the emotion.

The person standing in front of him remained motionless, as stable as Mount Tai.

What was supposed to be a handsome fight turned into this embarrassing situation. Jiang Tang said that human beings are really weak.

Then she raised her other foot, pointed the slender high heel precisely at the wrist, and stepped on it hard.

"Crack!"

With a sound, the hand holding his ankle broke.

Tsk, her whole body looks like it's made of tofu. She broke before she could use any force.

The yellow-haired brother opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but before his throat started to vibrate, a phantom flashed in front of him, and when the sound reached his mouth, his neck had already been twisted mercilessly by his hands.

Jiang Tang has many.

Saved him a dog's life.

People are not dead, they just can't speak for a lifetime.

Jiang Tang kicked him away, then poured the gasoline he had borrowed from the gas station next door and circled the convenience store.

When throwing the lighter, a wave of fire sprang up, and the circle of fire quickly surrounded the entire convenience store, with hot flames sizzling right in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Tang couldn't help remembering that she was trapped in the fire many years ago.

when the explosion sounded.
That's right, it's exactly the same as the sound that is ringing in my ears now.

"boom--!!!"

She was the person involved back then, so she didn't feel much.

But now she became a bystander, watching the explosion happen in front of her eyes, the sound of crackling firewood falling, mixed with one or two faint screams, the flames soared into the sky, like a bonfire party.

Thinking of it this way, Jiang Tang was suddenly infected by the festive atmosphere, and his whole body became joyful.

She turned around, kicked off her bloody high-heeled shoes, and walked barefoot on the hard concrete road.

Behind him, the fire was raging.

The girl's black hair was flying, and she was humming a relaxing and joyful tune.

Midnight dreams.

Yuan Chao woke up from his dream.

In the dream, she watched Jiang Tang wearing a long white dress, with long hair draped over his shoulders behind his hands, walking forward happily without looking back.

He just watched her go further and further away, but he stood still and couldn't move.

The fear in his heart almost turned into the devil's sharp claws, piercing his whole body.

All the feelings in the dream are too real, as if this scene really happened.

He didn't know where his fear came from, he could only lean against the bed, his chest heaving, he picked up his phone and checked the time.

It's four o'clock in the morning.

Feeling all sleepy, Yuan Chao got out of bed, walked directly to the door of Jiang Tang's bedroom, opened the door gently, and slowed down his steps.

The room was dark, and the TV was playing morning soap operas.

Yuan Chao walked to the bed, squatted down, waited for his eyes to adapt to the darkness, and then quietly stared at Jiang Tang, who only had his head exposed.

When she sleeps, she always curls up into a ball, the quilt is tightly stuffed, and her head rests on the extra quilt, like a hibernating hamster, falling asleep contentedly.

He has seen this appearance thousands of times, but when he saw it again today, his heart ached a little more.

The dreams are all fake, but the feelings are very real.

He subconsciously felt that Jiang Tang would leave him.

Although the life of an ordinary person is ordinary and mediocre, it is a happy life that the Yuan Dynasty dared not even dream of.

He didn't want to recall the right and wrong of the past, and even thought about it unfilially.

Forget it, the past is the past.

(End of this chapter)