She is soft on my heart

Chapter 82
The room was silent, and the crisp and subtle sound of the ice cubes colliding with the glass wall was amplified to everyone's ears, and the ice water poured down without mercy.

It seems that every time a glass is poured, the atmosphere becomes tense.

Yang Lang and the two boys naturally went up to block the girl's retreat. Almost half of her clothes were wet, she shrugged her shoulders and kept screaming, "Brother!"

Jiang Cong's face remained calm and calm, and he picked up the last glass on the plate.

Maybe it was the call for help from the girl who hit up the conversation that suddenly brought back Xiao Qiye's stunned mind. He stepped forward hurriedly, raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Cong's wrist.

The two forces fought against each other, and the glass was stopped in mid-air, and the bright white light on the top shone down, and the transparent glass body reflected several cool-colored luster.

The cold drink spilled a little on the back of Jiang Cong's hand, and the faint veins became more prominent.

"Are you trying to get on with me?" Little Seventh Master's face darkened completely. He was also extremely tall, and he was in a stalemate with Jiang Cong, and the younger brothers behind him also rushed up.

Following his words, the air reached the condensation point.

Li Xingchen also recovered from the astonishment, because of her aura, she could see that the other party's background was not ordinary, and she didn't have anything wrong, and she didn't want Jiang Cong to offend people in society because of her.

He never let go of her, Li Xing raised her eyelashes, looked at his cold and handsome side face, the sharp edges and corners became more rigid because of the tension, she turned her wrist, and gently pulled his clothes off sleeve.

Jiang Cong noticed her small movements, his eyelids moved slightly, paused for a few seconds, and his big palms moved upwards, completely covering the soft little hands that were pulling his cuffs.

The tingling feeling spread from the fingertips, Li Xingshen's heart trembled, as if he couldn't think of anything.

I only heard him say: "My people, no one can move."

Jiang stared at Xiao Qiye with menacing eyes, and his low voice was deep and steady, with a hint of anger: "If you move, this is the consequence."

Little Seven clenched his molar teeth.Know he is for real.

I didn't expect it to be for a woman.

But to really fight Jiang Cong, unless his head is kicked by a donkey.

Jiang Cong is different from Xiao Qiye.

Xiao Qiye is a social worker who travels through the streets and alleys of the city, all the way to his current position, has his own intertwined business, and has many subordinates and enemies.

And Jiang never messed around with those messy people. The reason why he was so feared outside was very simple.

Hao Xuan is a living example. After that, many people disliked him because of his sudden rise to fame and being so pleasing to the eye, but Jiang Cong never suffered a loss, and his name became more and more popular.

In addition, he also has a club where people from all walks of life flow, which makes Jiang Cong very well-connected both in schools and in society, and forming a bridge with him will do harm but no benefit.

Besides…

Little Qiye glanced at Meng Cheng.

And this Buddha.

The most important point is that there is only the last glass of this fucking cup left, and there is a difference between whether to stop it or not.

In a short time, Xiao Qiye calmed down and let go.

One last glass, down.

The girl who hit up the conversation was trembling all over, her face was all white, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Xiao Qiye extinguished the cigarette heavily on the tray, then looked at Jiang Cong and put on his previous smile again, but a little stiffly, "It's all my sister's fault today, now I apologize, and I'm angry It's out, can I take it away?"

Jiang Cong lightly raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

"Don't cry, let's go." Xiao Qiye naturally didn't have a good face after being embarrassed by him, and shouted at the girl who struck up a conversation.

Yang Lang glanced at Jiang Cong, seeing that he didn't intend to stop him, he turned sideways to make way.

The few girls who came with the girl who hit up the conversation also left.

Jiang Cong stared at the group of women with dark eyes.

The door is closed, you look at each other in the box, and you can see that you are sweating while watching the play, but no one dares to move.

"This domineering self-defense, if I were a woman, I would follow Brother Cong wholeheartedly..."

It was Xiang Zhao who spoke. He originally wanted to beep for Meng Cheng, but the volume was confiscated, and the box was quiet, so many people heard it, causing a burst of laughter. examine.

Xiang Zhao: "..."

Meng Cheng laughed out of loyalty, hurting him: "Be a little bit self-aware, you want to grow into a woman and jump on it, can Jiang never give you two boxes of iced drinks?"

Xiang Zhao: "..."

Under such circumstances, Meng Cheng was the only one who dared to chat and make fun of Jiang Cong.

At this time, everyone desperately needed someone who couldn't hold back their laughter to take the lead, so Ru Ling received gratitude from all directions, and she couldn't hold it back.

The atmosphere thawed, and those from Class [-] also came out in time to smooth things over, saying that everyone went back to their seats and ate what they didn't eat and drank what they didn't drink.

Although the private room was not as hot as before, it gradually returned to normal eating and chatting, mostly talking about what happened just now. Jiang Cong made such a big fuss, everyone guessed in their hearts that Song Qier, that is, the girl who hit up a conversation, might still do something else thing.

Jiang Cong led Li Xingchen back to his seat, didn't speak for a while, and went out after sitting for a long time.

Li Xingchen followed him with his eyes.

"Xing Xing, did that Song Qier bother you?" Ru Ling asked.

Li Xingshen withdrew his gaze and pressed his eyes, shook his head lightly, and Ru Ling patted her on the shoulder and didn't ask any more questions.

Jiang walked all the way to the end of the bright corridor, opened some windows to let the wind blow in, then lit a cigarette, and smoked lazily against the wall next to him, his brows and eyes were as pale as water, and his emotions could not be discerned.

After about half a cigarette, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Connect soon.

"...Brother, what are you calling in the same box?"

As soon as he was connected to the other party, he opened his mouth, his usual lazy voice was unintentionally charming, but his tone was a little speechless.

Jiang never returned, and asked, "Are you full?"

"..."

Jiang never waited for her to answer, "How many people still remember?"

"..."

After a few seconds, there was a laugh over there, "Have you still not calmed down?"

Jiang lifted the cigarette from his hand to the trash can in the corner, and flicked it lightly. He watched the ash fall, and said in a calm, emotional voice, "Aren't there two things, one size equals the other."

"Hey, you are so protective, but I heard that your little baby doesn't recognize you."

Jiang Cong paused, and almost instantly, the image of the little girl blushing and explaining that they didn't have that kind of relationship appeared in his mind, and then there seemed to be a little smile on his expressionless face, which was hardly noticeable.

"Sooner or later you have to admit it," he said.

Meng Cheng took the phone from his ear, really wanting to roll his eyes.

Ask her for help and put down the phone first.

She pulled the chopsticks that Xiang Zhao stretched out to pick up the meat, and stood up, "Let's go, don't eat."

"Why go?" Xiang Zhao was stunned, a little upset that he didn't catch the meat.

Meng Cheng had already carried his bag and left, "Find someone to do some exercise after dinner, so as to digest the food."

Xiang Zhao: "..."

But he hasn't had enough yet...

　emmm...Eyelid fight Chapter 2 is not finished, today is only one chapter.

　　I’m not in a good state because I’m too busy to take a break, and I’m still trying to figure out the ideas behind the writing, sorry~

　　
　
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