The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 569 The more you pull the more you love the principle 120

   They may not have seen Jiang Li'an.

   But they must have heard of Jiang Li'an.

   The daughter of the Jiang family in the palm of her hand, because she was frail and sickly since childhood, and the medical level in foreign countries was advanced, she went to live with her grandfather and grandmother. Jiang Ye went abroad several times every year.

  There was a time when I was young. I heard that Jiang Ye's biological sister, who had gone abroad at a very young age, came back from abroad crying and making noise. Her baby name was An An, and she was An An who was safe and sound year after year.

   This little girl went back home in a fuss. She was squeamish and self-willed. As soon as she got off the plane, she tossed her body and refused to be hospitalized. After a few days of coaxing at home, Jiang Ye was only free tonight.

   At that time, Jiang Li'an didn't call him this name. It was the day before his eighteenth birthday that he changed the words in his name in the household registration book to take Li Li of Li Ming. Later, his health gradually improved and he returned from abroad.

   In addition, Jiang Li'an has always been troublesome and has not held a birthday banquet in China, so few people know that the little princess of the Jiang family has become a trainee for limited girls, which is all after the age of eighteen.

   She was ten years old that year. According to Jiang Ye's words, she was just a squeamish little girl.

   "Brother Ye, are you drinking?" The light and shadow were dazzling, and someone pushed the wine in front of Jiang Ye.

   "I don't dare to drink too much." The young Jiang Ye picked up his jacket, "My sister has a dog's nose, she can smell it to me if I drink a few more sips."

  Someone laughed at him: "Miss Daqing has returned to China, you have begun to cultivate yourself? Quit smoking and drinking, good brother."

   "No way, I have a sister, you don't." Jiang Ye smiled slightly, "I'm going home to accompany my sister, you guys can continue to play here."

  “…”

   Damn.

   A scheming girl madman.

   Jiang Ye can't say how good or bad he is. He has the arrogance and inferiority of the children of an aristocratic family, but he also has his own set of principles and plays with the upper class.

   People he doesn't like, even if they kneel in front of him, they won't give them a second glance.

   A person who has caught his eye, even if he hits the south wall and bleeds his scalp, he can stab him in both ribs.

  Tan Junxi has commented on Jiang Ye more than once, and if he doesn't leave three points, he will definitely suffer in the future.

   can't even match that person's sentence, I'm happy.

When Jiang Ye got home, he was thinking about this. Jiang Li'an must have fallen asleep. He took the opportunity to sneak back into the room. He just tiptoed open the door of the house. He didn't even have time to change his shoes. came in, and then--

   A huge off-white stuffed bear swiped heavily towards him.

   The young girl stood barefoot on the sofa, wearing a white nightdress, her hair was fluffy, and her face was plain white. The pair of peach blossom eyes that were exactly the same as Jiang Ye looked at him fiercely.

   "I didn't go home until one in the morning, so you can sleep in the living room tonight!"

   "Brother is wrong."

   All said that her daughter was her father's reincarnated little lover. Jiang Ye felt that she was clearly his reincarnated debt collector.

   The little girl turned her head and ignored him.

   Jiang Ye apologized and apologized.

   She didn't turn her head for a long time, Jiang Ye thought she was alright, but when she faced each other, she found her shedding tears, her eyes were red, and the tip of her nose was red.

   The biggest weapon against Jiang Ye is Jiang Li'an's tears.

   "Don't cry." The young man sighed deeply, "Is it okay to hug my brother?"

   The girl pursed her lips, climbed on top of him, wrapped her arms around Jiang Ye's neck, like a fluffy little pendant, and scolded while crying, "If you don't accompany me, you will go out and fool around."

  What the hell?

  Jiang Ye didn't care where she heard such words, and kept apologizing.

   He was so nice to her and spoiled her.

   The child sobbed and said, "You have to stay with me all the time."

   Jiang Ye said yes.

   "Don't run out at night."

   "Okay." Jiang Ye helplessly accompany her to play with Barbie dolls and build a castle. He was moved to tears by himself, "Brother, are you okay?"

  Jiang Li'an thought for a while, then leaned in front of him, kissed him on the side of the face, and said seriously, "Brother is always the best."

   No matter what you become.

   Whatever you do.

  Brother is always the best brother in my heart.

   No one can replace it.

   The most important part of life.

   The blood is the same, and it was once flesh and blood.

   Jiang Ye regretted his death.

   I regret that when Jiang Li'an said that sentence when he was a child, there was no recording of the prophet.

  Otherwise, he must have recorded Jiang Li'an every day when she was eighteen years old!

  The clock has been unchanged for a long time, and the hands have passed time and time again, until this year.

   Basketball court.

   Tree shadows whirling.

   Before the team members were so excited that it was difficult to interrogate Shen Qingzhuo, a burst of voices came from far to near.

   Eight or nine people walked to the basketball court from the other side. The one at the front was very tall, with one hand copying the pocket, the other hand slapping the ball, and talking to friends with side eyes.

   "Brother Ye, it's unfortunate, why are there still people?" Li Jiancheng said.

  The two groups had basketballs in their hands, and when they bumped into each other, the atmosphere was a bit tense for no reason.

  This place has been desolate for a long time, the land is not big, and it can only accommodate a team of people to play basketball.

  Jiang Ye stopped, his eyes fixed on the young man standing in the middle, he smiled and said, "Shen Qingzhuo."

  The aura between people was doomed from the first meeting. Jiang Ye had some kind of hostility and dislike towards him for no reason, as if he had stolen something from him?

   Shen Qingzhuo didn't know him, and his expression was a little indifferent.

  Li Jiancheng also knew them, took a few steps forward with a smile, and patted Zuoduo on the shoulder: "Hey, I know you guys, isn't that popular boy group? They sing and dance?"

   The contempt in the other party's words was obvious, Zuo Duo almost rolled his eyes: "How?"

  Li Jiancheng: "We've used this place for a long time. I'm afraid it's not convenient for you to stay here. Why don't you find another place, ah?"

   Zuoduo looked around: "Why didn't I see it?"

   "Look at what?"

   "Look at your name!"

  Li Jiancheng squinted his eyes, but he didn't smile: "Isn't that funny, bro, if you have a concert another day, I can still give you a performance."

   Zuoduo almost didn't laugh to death. He also heard for the first time that STA's concert needs other people's performance.

   "Do you think it is, Zhuo, God?" Li Jiancheng looked at Shen Qingzhuo lazily, and the last word was more like some kind of provocation and disdain.

  Li Jiancheng is a well-known dude of a family, but this does not prevent him from always looking down on the little stars in the entertainment industry. What is he doing with capital to pretend to be arrogant?

   Zuoduo's fists are hard, and he feels really unlucky. If you find a place to play, you can still encounter this kind of thing. Who are you?

   Just as he was about to speak, Shen Qingzhuo pressed his shoulders.

   "Can you play?" Shen Qingzhuo casually threw the basketball at Li Jiancheng, made a bang, and said with a smile, "If you lose?"

   (end of this chapter)