She is soft on my heart

Chapter 151 It's Not Very Annoying
Maybe it's because I'm used to Jiang Cong's tenderness when he looks at Li Xingshen, Xiao Jia is not even afraid of Jiang Boss now, let alone this group of funny boys, so she didn't refuse when Ru Ling called her, Sitting on the other side of Ruling.

Seeing this at this moment, he immediately leaned over and pretended to be angry and said: "What are you doing? Whispering and not taking me?"

Before Li Xingchen could speak, Ru Ling turned his head and covered his mouth to whisper something to Xiao Jia.

Then Xiao Jia was infected to become the No. [-] thief: "Oh, oh, oh..."

Li Xingchen: "...Don't think about it."

Ru Ling nodded: "Yeah, let's not think about it."

Xiao Jia nodded: "Yeah, let's think about it."

Li Xingchen: "."

Fortunately, the others quickly negotiated the rules of the game, and the two of them didn't make trouble anymore.

The game I play is called Number Trap, and it is still the kind that does not rely on brains and relies on luck to meet the average IQ (Jiang Cong and Li Xingshen are not included).

In each game, there is a counter who does not participate in the game. The counter thinks of a number of bombs in his heart, ranging from 0 to 100. The rest of the players report the number in turn, and the counter keeps narrowing the interval according to the number reported. Until the lucky one who reports the number of bombs is punished.

Everyone formed a circle around several tables.

In the first round, Feng Cheng was the number one. He thought about the number of bombs in his heart, and then he smirked wickedly, looking very strange under the candle light.

He specifically specified: "Start reporting from Langlang."

Yang Lang suddenly laughed, "I knew it, you must think that my IQ will be in the middle at first, hey, I don't report 50, I report 51!"

"Explode! Explode! Explode!" Feng Cheng slapped the table and laughed wildly.

Yang Lang was confused: "I don't believe it, you cheated! You must have tampered with it temporarily!"

"The underdogs have sworn to the criminal law and will never cheat! With your IQ, you would think that I would think so, so I predicted your prediction hahahahahaha!"

The others were also amused by the calculations of the low-level game and the middle game, but Jiang Cong, with a calm face, slipped his hand under the table and became dishonest-just holding hands.

And every time he approaches and touches, whether intentional or unintentional, surprise or ordinary, Li Xingchen's heart is equally moved.

The corners of his mouth could not be restrained from rising, and his love for him was always full of sweetness.

". Rough!" Yang Lang felt aggrieved for a long time, and when he saw the two people opposite, he became even more aggrieved, "Brother Cong, Sister Xing, can you two restrain your smile?"

Jiang Cong raised his eyebrows, "We didn't laugh at you again."

Yang Lang resisted rolling his eyes and waved his hands, "Speak the truth."

"Who wants to ask?" Feng Cheng looked at Ru Ling intentionally.

Ru Ling didn't see the hint in his eyes, but took the initiative to say: "Let me do it."

Someone Yang, who peeped at her comic book and took pictures, suddenly felt guilty, and laughed, "You ask."

People who give suggestions give suggestions, and those who watch plays watch plays.

Ru Ling didn't listen to those sand sculptures' suggestions, she sat face to face with Yang Lang, she looked at him calmly, her tone was gossip between good friends, but her eyes were not as carefree as usual.

"Do you have someone you like?"

As soon as this question came out, the surroundings were inexplicably quiet for a few seconds, and then someone started booing, but this kind of booing relieved the embarrassment a bit.

Yang Lang touched his head, smiled and admitted generously: "Yes."

Ru Ling asked, "Who?"

Now those booers are no longer booing, there are other small groups playing games in the class, this area is quiet, and the commotion in other places is obvious.

Yang Lang said, "This is your second question."

Ru Ling kicked him from below and choked him: "Can you please be more straightforward?"

Yang Lang thought for a while, and said solemnly: "I like all beauties."

Everyone around said "Huh—"

Ru Ling rolled her eyes.

Yang Lang suddenly changed into her eyes, "Do you have a problem?"

"No, what's wrong with me." Ru Ling looked relaxed, shrugged, "Even if you like the female orangutan in the zoo, I'm fine."

It was still in the usual joking tone, but no one laughed.

Passing each other's eyes back and forth.

Tempting each other, pushing each other away in the temptation, some people can only be friends for a lifetime.

Because they threw the opportunity and initiative to confess to each other, not to themselves.

The air is a little stiff.

Jiang Cong tapped the tabletop with his fingers, and said softly, "Go on."

Feng Cheng quickly came out to slow down the game, "Langlang died too quickly, I'll take this round."

Yang Lang scolded him and insisted that he write down the number of explosions on paper this time to avoid cheating.

There is no abnormality on the surface, and the game continues.

This time, Zhou Zhengzhong was selected for the big adventure, and Li Xiuhua happened to be kicked out in the second round. Feng Cheng came up with a bad idea: "Go and kiss Xiuhua and say that the top of your head is really bright!"

Zhou Zheng gave a "fuck" sound, "MD, I was fired and you support me."

Feng Cheng leaned on his back, "I can't afford it, but I can contact your ex-girlfriends and ask them to raise funds to support you in your lifetime."

Zhou Zheng: ". I thank you."

Zhou Zheng didn't participate in the next game, because Li Xiuhua chased him with a big flashlight, running around Mingzhi Building, and the corridor was full of video recorders.

Another round went on, and when it came to Jiang Cong, the interval shrank to between 62 and 65, that is, the number of explosions was either 63 or 64.

Jiang Cong glanced at the little girl behind him, and without thinking too long, said casually, "64."

When the boy who overwhelmed the crowd yelled: "Sister Xing exploded! Hahahaha"

Li Xingchen, who didn't report the number at all in this round: "."

She thought for a moment, "Let's be honest."

"Let me think about it." Seriously and reasonably suspected that Feng Cheng had a truth or dare punishment library in his mind, and tortured people in different ways after each round.

After searching for similar ones, Feng Cheng asked, "What was the last lie you told?"

The last time, I told a lie...

Li Xing lowered his eyebrows lightly to think, and remembered almost instantly that her hand was held by Jiang Cong and placed on his lap.

Jiang Cong sat lazily, staring at the little girl's side face illuminated by the faint candlelight.

Afterwards, Li Xing lowered her eyelids, the shadows cast by her slender eyelashes on her face were distinct, her light red lips were pursed, and her soft voice was only for one person.

"It's a lie, it's not very annoying."

Everyone was confused: "??? What?"

Feng Cheng was lost for a while, "Shhh", "No, sister Xing, you're playing charades, and you're too imprecise."

"That's right, Sister Xing, don't play like this."

"Let's talk about it, what's bothering you?"

Just when everyone was pressing you with each other, Jiang Cong bent his lips, tightly tightened the little girl's hand, then raised his eyelids, and stopped their words, "I just need to understand, You are not important."

Everyone: "..."

They are all in the stewed dog meat in an iron pot.

(End of this chapter)