She is soft on my heart

Chapter 22 Lying... Slot?

What does it mean to sell him?

Li Xingshen was about to explain, when he suddenly heard the faint sound of footsteps and chatter coming from downstairs.

Their physical education get out of class ended early, and when they came back, other people were huddled in the cafeteria to grab food, so there was no one in the stairwell, but now the first batch of people came back sporadically after eating.

Li Xingshen panicked and pushed him, "Someone is coming."

"What are you afraid of?"

Jiang Cong remained motionless, with a naughty smile on his lips, calm and frank, "We didn't do anything bad."

Li Xingchen: "..."

But... what will others think when they see it?
Meeting his playful eyes, Li Xingshen understood that he was deliberately playing tricks on others, revealing the boy's stubborn nature.

The footsteps became clearer.

Li Xingshen's heart was strangled, anxious and angry, but he was tightly hugging the corner of the wall, there was nothing she could do, she thought she was glaring at him imposingly.

The little face was bulging with anxiety, and he was reflected in the round bright eyes.

Jiang Cong laughed out of embarrassment, a low and deep smile overflowed from his chest, and his shoulders shrugged slightly.

It seems that the little soft bag will also be angry.

There are really people who can be fierce.

There was a stalemate here, and the two girls walked up the stairs while chatting about a certain star, "I can't get his face, but his acting skills are quite good..."

Ruined…

Li Xing raised her throat in deep thought. She didn't have time to think about it. The only thought was that she must not be seen. She reached out and grabbed Jiang Cong's open school uniform jacket, and buried her face in it in one go.

There was a mass of warmth in her bosom, and the faint girlish body fragrance on her body came into her nostrils.

Jiang Cong stopped smiling, his body froze suddenly, and his black eyes widened slightly.

Lying... trough?

Another girl under the stairs answered: "I had a good impression of him at first, but his team has been tying up CP for all kinds of flirty operations, and then..."

Later, I saw a young couple cuddling on the stairs openly.

The conversation between the two girls came to an abrupt end.

"..." They were like dogs walking on the road, suddenly kicked twice for no reason.

Depend on!Who is so wicked in broad daylight?Xiu Enai died soon, do you understand? !

After the inner roar, adhering to the principle of "as long as you are not embarrassed, we will not be embarrassed", the two girls who were hit by the critical attack quietly looked at each other, and then tacitly increased their footsteps and continued to walk up.

Jiang Cong's hand protecting her head was still in place, and he felt the person in his arms trembling slightly. He lowered his head slightly and saw the little girl's red ear tips.

Further down, a section of neck as white as jade dazzles people's eyes.

Pausing for a few seconds, he looked away awkwardly, and his sharp Adam's apple rolled down slightly.

Breathing messed up.

The sound of deliberate footsteps moved up, and Jiang Cong stretched his arms around Li Xingshen's thin shoulders, and turned sideways to block him tightly.

Then he turned his head and looked over, cold and dangerous.

Nailed the two girls in place, almost lost their legs and stepped on the empty steps and fell down.

Lean, lean, lean, lean! ! !

It's Jiang Congcong! ! !

Run, run, run, run! ! !

A gust of wind swept over the stairs, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

The stairwell fell into silence again, and the air froze for a few seconds. Li Xingshen suddenly exerted force on his hands, and Jiang Cong was still dazed, he didn't notice that he was pushed back a step.

Li Xing lowered his head sullenly, ignored him, and ran upstairs.

Before running halfway, a person fell out from the side upstairs.

"CNM Yang Lang, why are you pushing me?!" Feng Cheng staggered a few steps and stood still, cursing.

The group of eavesdropping boys hid in the corridor and couldn't hold back their smirks.

Li Xing was startled, and stared at him with his lips pressed together.

"I'm passing...passing by." Facing her complicated eyes, Feng Cheng felt a little guilty, and then looked at Jiang Cong below. He scratched his head and raised two fingers, "Don't worry! I didn't see the two of you hugging each other." Together!"

Li Xingchen: "..."

The sudden burst of laughter came from the corridor, Li Xing raised his eyebrows, and looked back helplessly.

Jiang Cong was still standing there with his arms wrapped around his chest, lazily leaning against the wall, looking at her leisurely and smiling.

From Li Xingchen's point of view, it was like the pride after successfully playing tricks.

He thought it was fun.

She stared at him for a few seconds, then lowered her eyes, suppressed her emotions, turned and ran upstairs.

"Tsk." Jiang Cong stopped laughing and stood up straight.

After playing too much, the little girl was really angry.

He strode up the steps to catch up.

The group of boys rushed out to make trouble, Feng Cheng beamed at him and gave him a thumbs up, "Brother Cong is awesome! You took them down so quickly."

Jiang Cong glanced at him sideways: "Take your uncle."

Feng Cheng didn't take it seriously and smiled: "Don't, my uncle can't stand it."

Jiang warned them to keep quiet with his eyes, walked through them and entered the class through the back door.

Li Xing sat quietly on the seat with his back straight.

She bit her lower lip, pinched the pen in her hand, her fingertips were slightly white, her gaze was fixed on the exercise book, but she didn't write a single word.

Xiao Jia felt that she was not in the right state when she ran in. She was about to ask, but when she saw Jiang Cong rushing in, she fell silent again.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the figure sitting beside him, and it was clear that there was a lot of space in the middle, so Li Xingchen subconsciously moved his arm slightly inward.

Jiang Cong saw the student ID card on the table and caught a glimpse of her slight movements, feeling a little agitated for no reason.

He rubbed the table with his fingertips, his voice rarely tinged with tension, and looked over, "Are you angry?"

Li Xing lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes were lowered, and did not respond.

She is still very scared now. If the scene just now was seen by others and spread with embellishment, with Jiang Cong's influence, it would definitely cause quite a stir and misunderstanding.

Jiang Cong is used to acting recklessly, so this incident will not have much impact on him. At most, it will add a general touch to the countless topical controversies on him, and then pass it by.

But she is different, she does not have the conditions to bear these chats, especially when these chats may contain words such as puppy love, which will label her as disobedient and disobedient.

She is already a burden to the family, so she has always been cautious and law-abiding, trying her best to reduce her sense of existence while increasing her value.

Don't cause trouble to the family, she deeply remembers.

But even if she was a little angry, she was used to hiding her emotions deeply, so she didn't think it mattered, not to mention that she didn't think there would be any results in talking about whether she was angry or not with the perpetrator.

Li Xing loosened his lips, let out a slow breath, shook his head, and said softly, "No."

Jiang Cong stared at her soft and delicate side face, silent for a while, his throat moved slightly, "I'm sorry."

He usually dragged his tongue when speaking, and seemed cynical and a bit lazy, but at this moment he was more serious than ever.

The tip of Xiao Jia's pen that drew circles in front trembled and pierced the paper.

Throw it away, has Mr. Jiang been dropped?

She didn't know what happened to these two people in a short period of time, but it didn't affect her being so startled by the three words Jiang spit out from her mouth that she forgot to breathe.

Li Xingchen obviously didn't expect it either, he was slightly taken aback, and the palm holding the pen shrunk.

(End of this chapter)