Chapter 657: Don't cry, let's go home

Manager Robb and Coach Potato came to this speakeasy in the dust.

Hurry up and hurry, for fear that Qiao Weitang and Kuku will have some accidents together.

After all, several people in Kuku are neurotic.

As they went, however, they became more and more apprehensive, for the conversation they heard the most when they came in was,

"I beat someone, it's very serious, I heard that there was a lot of blood."

"I've heard that I'm still a professional esports player, so it's over."

"Isn't it true that a professional player can't hit someone?"

"yes, so this boy's life is ruined."

The two listened in horror to such a conversation.

When he heard that it was a boy who did it, Manager Rob breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boys, boys, not Jojo."

Coach Tudou said: "Under what kind of circumstances do you say that a male player can hit someone?" ”

Coach Potato said this, which made him feel a sigh in his heart.

There seemed to be a lingering panic in his heart, and his sixth sense told him that it was because of Qiao Weitang's relationship.

The two were ready to look for Qiao Weitang's figure.

I didn't need it at all, and walked straight to the place where the crowd gathered.

The scene in front of him almost made Manager Robb's eyes go straight over.

On the sofa lay a man with a mouth full of blood, and his blonde hair was particularly dazzling on the black leather sofa.

And in front of him, the long-standing young man stood quietly, and in his arms, he held a young girl tightly.

The long wet hair was on the slender hand, and the bright red blood stains on the back of the hand were stained and dissolved.

The two little ones were crying next to them.

"Tu, potato, you hold me quickly, I'm a little dizzy."

Coach Potato had a black face and didn't intend to pay attention to him at all.

Walking quickly and directly in front of Jiang Tong, his usually serious face was now full of worry,

"What's wrong with Jojo?"

Jiang Tong's eyes moved slightly, and his voice was hoarse and low,

"She's fine."

Qiao Weitang hugged his waist and strangled him to death, eager to use his greatest strength.

She couldn't help but want to cry, and she didn't know what to do,

Biting the clothes on his chest, he whimpered.

Coach Potato opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Jiang Tong lowered her long eyelashes a little numbly, and reached out to rub her head.

Kiss her soft and cold hair,

"Don't cry, let's go home."

Qiao Weitang didn't know what to do anymore.

Especially when he heard his deliberately softened voice, he was still trying his best to be gentle, for fear of scaring her.

She's fine with herself,

But what about the dogs......

Jiang Tong wrapped her tightly with his own clothes, bent down and hugged the person horizontally,

And without looking back, he said,

"You guys take care of the two little ones today, it's troublesome."

The two little ones wanted to catch up with him, crying and calling for their sister.

Jiang Tong's footsteps paused, and his voice was gloomy and scary,

"Don't follow."

Manager Rob hurriedly stopped the two children,

Coach Potato indifferently looked at the man on the sofa who was still smiling with blood on his mouth, hideous and terrifying like a demon.

But he still didn't have that pretty, cold boy to be afraid of.

Today's Jiang Tong is intimidating for no reason.

He really grew up, overnight.

It's just that the cost is unimaginable.

It's a bar, it's full of people, it's too late to blockade, there's surveillance, and there's video.

Jiang Tong and look, and they are also e-sports players who are super popular idols.

In less than an hour, the whole network will know about it.

Coach Potato closed his eyes slightly and kicked on the man with a hideous smile on the sofa.

Laugh at your mother.

What a good boy Jiang Tong,

Just because of you,

Ruined.

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The snow seemed to be heavier at night.

There are no stars, not even the moon, only snowflakes that keep falling from the sky.

The goose feathers and snow quickly accumulated a thin layer on the ground, leaving a black footprint when stepped on.

Qiao Weitang's hand climbed on his neck.

Jiang Tong hugged her and said casually, "Put your hand in my collar." ”

She didn't answer, but reached out her soft, cold little hand into the neckline and touched the warm and slender neck.

Qiao Weitang asked softly, "Didn't you drive?" ”

"It's on, in front of you."

She hummed softly and continued to bury her head in his chest,

The dark sweater is not obvious, in fact, Jiang Yun's sweater has been wet with water and tears on her body.

She struggled to hold back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes.

Jiang Tong suddenly said in a loud voice, "Qiaoqiao, look at the snowflakes." ”

"What happened to Snowflake?"

Jiang Tong laughed lowly, and his chest shook slightly,

"It's not like the little white butterflies that flew around in the rape fields when I was a child."

Qiao Weitang pursed her lips slightly, obviously he said something very brisk, but her tears wanted to come out again inexplicably.

She looked up and saw the snowflakes falling one after another,

fell on his own face, on the delicate face of the young man, and the long eyelashes were curly and curled,

The sparkling snowflakes fell on the long eyelashes and turned into small droplets of water, which remained on them even after a gentle blink.

Jiang Tong originally wanted her to lower her head, but the snowflakes hit her in the face, but she was already in front of the car.

He opened the door to the back seat, put her in, and followed him in.

The air conditioning in the car is set directly to the highest temperature.

Jiang Tong took off her coat,

The white sweater inside was already soaked, wet and sticking to the body, and it was cold when it touched the palm of the hand.

"Well, reach out and take off your clothes."

If it is usual, she will be hypocritical, shy, and refuse.

But today, she obediently stretched out her hand.

The young man's eyes were clean and thorough, without a batch of distractions, and his slender and white hands pinched the corner of the sweater and took off the sweater for her.

After the sweater fades, there is also a semi-wet warm coat,

Jiang Tong thought that he was no longer wearing, and the corners of his lips pulled a slight smile.

I know that I should wear thicker, and I can't freeze myself.

He asked in a low voice, "Can you take this off?" ”

Inside, half of the bottom of the piece is dry, and the top is also wet and transparent.

Qiao Weitang nodded slightly.

Jiang Tong also took off the half-wet warm clothes.

The girl's snow-white and delicate collarbone was in front of his eyes, and the white was a little dazzling.

Jiang Tong wrapped the person in the place where his coat was dry, and asked softly,

"Isn't it comfortable now?"

His eyes were clean, his long eyelashes blinked slightly, like the wings of a butterfly, he was still so delicate and beautiful, the best-looking boy she had ever seen.

Qiao Weitang's newly recovered emotions instantly surged back up,

Holding back her tears, she wrapped her fair and slender arms around his neck and held him tightly in her arms.

Jiang Tong lowered her eyes slightly, and gently rubbed her chin with her fingertips,

The voice was soft as if he was afraid of scaring his baby,

"Why are you crying again? Unafraid. ”

Don't be afraid,

Even if Jiang Tong dies, he will not allow others to touch you.

The haze of the fog condensed in the eye sockets, and tears slipped down the eye sockets.

Jiang Tong looked at her, and his heart in his chest was slightly constricted,

He teased her delicate little earlobes,

"Don't cry, cry again...... I'll kiss you. ”

Qiao Weitang said: "You dear." ”