The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 715 My Wolf Friend (52)

Finally, Jiang Tang withdrew his hand, turned his head and buried his head in the soft belly.

Well……

It's so comfortable.

When I was in prison before, I never dreamed that one day I could sleep in such a comfortable bed.

This time, Jiang Tang slept very comfortably.

But when she opened her eyes the next morning, Lang Jiuchao was gone.

It turned into a pillow under her head, and the quilt tightly covered her body.

If she hadn't woken up once last night, she might really have thought that she had dreamed last night.

Ah……

Ran.

Jiang Tang tied up his long hair and got out of bed barefoot, and opened the curtain.

The glare of the sun poured in, Jiang Tang couldn't help squinting his eyes, and slowly opened them after getting used to it for a while.

On the opposite side, downstairs of Xinghua Group, there is still a row of official cars parked.

Throughout the day today, Jiang Tang was still sitting in front of the window, staring at the movement in front of the Xinghua Group.

Almost the same as yesterday.

Boss Dong goes to work in the afternoon and gets off work around [-]:[-].

The only difference from yesterday was that there was someone more beside him, and it was too far away to see clearly. It should be a young man who got into the car with Dong Zhenxiong and left the company.

I still eat takeaway at night, watch dramas after eating, and go to bed at nine o'clock.

This time, Jiang Tang was careful, locked the window, and then opened the window curtain halfway.

Around one o'clock in the morning.

A dark shadow appeared outside the window, gently pulled the window, and found that the window was not moving at all.

The black figure paused, realizing that the window had been locked, but the curtain had not been fully drawn. In the dimly lit room, a bulge could be clearly seen in the quilt on the bed.

The black shadow didn't move, and climbed on the eighth floor, motionless, like a ghost.

At this moment, Jiang Tang who was lying on his side slowly opened his eyes, listening to the movement outside the window without moving.

After a while, the movement disappeared.

Five minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Tang got up and walked to the door, but didn't open it.

"Jiang Tang."

There was a sound outside the door.

He whispered.

His voice was low and hoarse, with almost inaudible grievances.

"I'm sorry, please open the door."

Like an abandoned son of a bitch, just listening to the tone of voice, like strings plucked, extremely sincere.

Jiang Tang sighed helplessly and opened the door.

At the door, a tall man stood opposite with his head down. Jiang Tang could see that his ears were almost attached to his head.

Under the corridor light, Lang Jiuchao slowly raised his head, and approached silently with a slightly pale handsome face, his green eyes full of attachment.

He walked in slowly, with his hands hanging by his sides, his tall and slender body bent down, his head lightly and cautiously leaning against Jiang Tang's shoulder, rubbing against him.

Jiang Tang stood still, suddenly, a man whispered in his ear.

"Jiang Tang, I miss you."

It was like plucking the strings of a cello, it was soft and hoarse, it made the ears numb, and the whole body couldn't help trembling.

The man is good-looking, has a nice voice, has a gentle personality, and understands Jiang Tang's weaknesses.

Realizing that Jiang Tang was angry, he came aggressively, and he was bound to win Jiang Tang's forgiveness in one fell swoop.

Really, being smart is extremely shameful.

No kneeling on the washboard, no sleeping on the sofa, no shopping.

It's as simple as two sentences.

I am sorry.

I miss you.

Jiang Tang's heart softened, it's not so difficult to forgive.

Lang Jiuchao did nothing wrong.

He was just afraid, if Jiang Tang didn't give in, the two would only spend time and time again on meaningless things to kill each other's friendship.

(End of this chapter)