She is soft on my heart

Chapter 127 I Don't Be Your Ancestor
Jiang Cong slowed down and supported her body up, her neck became more and more moist, she even cried obediently, at this moment, his throat seemed to be choked.

"Who said that?" He said in a deep voice, "Don't you still have me, I want it."

Li Xingchen's head was completely tilted, her face was pressed against his shoulder, her tears kept falling silently, she could only murmur in a low voice: "I'm a trouble... I can't bring trouble to the family..."

She always remembers that the family has too much burden because of her.

Jiang never heard the deep meaning hidden in these words, but frowned tightly when he heard those two words, and rebuked slightly: "What are you talking about, you are not allowed to say such things in the future, do you hear me?"

Li Xingshen retracted the arms around his neck, his eyes were half-opened, his voice was tinged with insanity, and he asked irrelevantly: "Jiang Cong, do you like me?"

"I like it." He didn't hesitate, and he didn't care if she was sober or not. There was always only one answer to this question. When she asked, he would answer.

"Is it tiring to like me? It's not good..."

Jiang Cong paused at this question, but he was just wondering why she would ask such a question. After thinking about it, he said, "If you think it's hard for me to be unrequitedly in love, you can quickly fall in love with me, okay?"

"Jiang Cong, I'm sorry..."

Jiang Cong: "..."

Sorry is not what he wants.

Jiang Cong thought that she said sorry because she felt guilty because of those rejections, or that she still doesn't like him now, but it's not.

Li Xingshen was sad because of her cowardice and her lack of courage to respond to his liking, and even under the unconscious instinctive perception, she would feel disgusted with such a self.

The tears continued, and the neck was wet, flowing down his collar. Jiang Cong couldn't laugh or cry, with a hint of helplessness hanging from the corner of his mouth, "Don't cry, the earth does not lack your water resources."

I don't know if she listened or not, she lay on his shoulder, behaved like a little soft cat.

The tears on her neck were blown dry by the wind, and they were no longer wet. Jiang Cong walked slowly, and there was no movement from her back. For a moment, she thought she was asleep, but she suddenly said: "I like you so much!" taste."

Jiang Cong responded, "I prefer to listen to the first five words."

She hung her hand in front of his chest and tucked it in her sleeve. After hearing this, she stretched it out, counting the first five words with her fingers seriously, "I, good, like, like, you. Right?"

He acted as if he was talking to a little drunk, and there was a hint of obedience and pampering in his elongated tone, "Yes."

There was no movement again.

Slow down and be silent, a short distance seems to have no end.

The big hat covered her small head, in fact Li Xingshen had been staring at him when she was quiet, her eyes hidden in the shadows were hazy and glistening, looking at his long eyelashes, tall and straight The bridge of the nose, the curvature of the lips, and...

She suddenly raised her hand and touched his Adam's apple.

"Fuck me." Jiang Cong suddenly felt like an electric current passed through his body, and his footsteps stopped.

"Why do you have a pimple?" She rubbed it with her soft and cold hands, itching slightly.

Jiang Cong almost let her go with his hands loose, and turned his head left and right to hide, but she didn't stop, and gradually exerted force on his hands, as if to help him push down the "pimple".

"Fuck, it hurts, don't touch it, will it work, ancestor?"

Li Xingshen stopped moving, but did not withdraw his hand.

Jiang never continued walking, the two of them were silent for a moment by the side of the road, and she muttered softly, "I won't be your ancestor."

Jiang Cong answered the words quickly, thinking of tricking her, "Then be my girlfriend."

Li Xingchen: "...then I'll be your ancestor."

Jiang Cong: "..."

She blinked her eyes and thought, "After all, your seniority is higher, so you have to support me."

Jiang Cong: "..."

All the way silent.

After walking for almost 10 minutes on a short road, the two of them appeared, and the car waiting at the intersection blew its horn. The night was too quiet, and there were no other cars entering or leaving the villa area at this point. The horn seemed to be buzzing. Echoes from afar.

The driver lowered the window to confirm, Jiang Cong let her down, got into the car behind her, and gave the club's address.

The villas here are surrounded by a quiet and green environment, and there are no other buildings around. At night, the street lights are bright and there is darkness.

The asphalt road leading to the urban area is wide and smooth, and the lights and shadows change from dots to patches, from rare to numerous. Unlike the suburbs, the streets of the urban area are bustling at night.

Li Xing leaned lightly on his shoulder, and parked the car, Jiang Cong found the little girl asleep.

He smiled softly, unable to bear to wake her up. After paying the money, he slowly supported her head with his palm instead of his shoulder. He got out of the car first and hugged her, with his schoolbag still in his hand.

This time, the driver brother couldn't take his eyes off him: Oh, it's really not easy for boys these days, they have to carry and hug...

The atmosphere in the club is hot, and tonight there are still a few people who are interested in boxing. The heater is turned on inside, the smell of smoke fills the air, and there are jokes.

When Jiang walked in with a petite girl wrapped in a padded jacket in his arms, there was a loud noise, and Yi Linhe ran into him this time and froze at the front desk.

A while ago, he was still alive and kicking, why did he bring it back again?

Hit it? This is it?

Just as Yi Linhe regained his composure and wanted to ask, Jiang Cong carried the man up the stairs in three steps and two steps.

Yi Linhe: "???" I can't stop worrying about it every day.

Afraid of waking up the little girl, Jiang Cong hurried upstairs, he didn't bother to turn on the headlights, the room was dimly lit with warm yellow induction wall lamps, so it wasn't too dark.

He threw his schoolbag on the sofa first, then gently put her on the bed, and took off her shoes. The little girl's face was blushing, her eyelids moved slightly, and she was not sleeping soundly.

Jiang Cong turned on the heater, and when he got used to it, he helped her take off the padded jacket and put a sweater inside, so she would not feel uncomfortable when she fell asleep, and then covered her with a quilt. Her soft face was lost in thought.

After a long time, he smiled for no reason, his brows and eyes were covered with a soft light, then he got up and opened the closet to change clothes, and he went to sleep in the small room.

He didn't shy away from falling asleep, he just changed on the spot, took off his coat, and was about to tear off the lining, but when he was halfway up, he paused, as if he had sensed it, turned his head, and caught a man Slobbering peepers.

"..."

Jiang Cong froze with a half-opened shirt in his shirt.

Li Xingchen only showed his small head, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't blink, for fear of missing it.

After a long time, Jiang Cong finally came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows, and said in a playful tone, "Want to continue watching?"

Li Xing Shen nodded, and blinked twice reservedly.

Jiang Cong laughed and put down his clothes, "I won't show it."

Li Xing frowned deeply, "Stingy."

Jiang Cong: "..."

He pursed his lips, squatted down, brushed the hair from her forehead, and urged: "Go to sleep."

"I woke up."

She spoke very normally, if it wasn't for her blushing so hard that she couldn't see, and the drunkenness in her eyes, Jiang Cong would have thought she was sober.

"You have to sleep until dawn, dear." Jiang Cong said patiently.

"Oh." Li Xingchen closed his eyes.

Jiang Cong waited for a few minutes, seeing that she didn't open his eyes again, he turned off the wall lamp, took his clothes and went to the inner room.

The air was still.

After changing his clothes, he lay down on the mat. Just two seconds after he lay down, the inner door was suddenly opened.

Li Xingchen stood at the door with his pillow in his arms, the light in his eyes flickered in the dark, "Jiang Cong, I want to sleep with you."

Jiang Cong: "..."

(End of this chapter)