What kind of bad thoughts can the stand-in male lead have?

Chapter 114 Hug

The boy in the lead was enraged by Shang Lu's provocative eyes, and threw his fist at him involuntarily, but was subdued by Shang Lu with one hand, and threw him aside viciously.

There are still people who want to come forward, Jiang Li suddenly said: "If you have time to do something here, why don't you go and see the people inside. If something goes wrong, it will be the reputation of your store that will be affected."

The movements of several people froze, and the boy with the red hair at the head pointed the wine bottle at Jiang Li viciously and threatened: "You wait for me the fuck, if Brother Liu really has troubles, you two, who will you?" Mom, don't even think about it."

As he spoke, the man winked at the boys around him.

Several of the boys looked Shang Lu and Jiang Li vigilantly, and then squeezed in from the door to help Liu Wei.

However, Liu Wei kept his eyes tightly closed, and there was no movement. Several boys shook his shoulders, turned their heads and shouted to Hongmao in horror: "Brother Liu, is he dead?"

Hong Mao's face changed drastically, and he couldn't care about Jiang Li and Shang Lu for a moment, and hurriedly squeezed into the room.

"Not dead, just fainted." Jiang Li tugged Shanglu's sleeve, and whispered something in his ear.

Shang Lu raised his eyebrows suddenly, raised his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his lips, and suppressed the hostility on his body, "Then shall we go?"

"Okay." Jiang Li also nodded, letting Shanglu pull him out.

The red hair inside squatted beside Liu Wei, stretched out his hand to check his breath, and then slapped the person who yelled just now: "Why are you making such a fuss? People just fainted, why are you dying? Why are you still standing there? ambulance!"

All of a sudden, the crowd in and out of the private room, the red hair was walking around in place with a cigarette butt in his mouth, and suddenly he slapped his forehead: "Damn, where are those two people just now? Quick, hurry up and chase me back!"

Shang Lu led Jiang Li through the noisy crowd in the middle of the dance floor of the bar, and the people behind him chased after him.

The already lively dance floor was completely messed up because of this chase.

Shang Lu took Jiang Li's hand and slipped out through the side door while there were few people around.

Out of the side door was a narrow and empty alley. The cold wind washed away the smell of alcohol on the body, making people suddenly feel clear.

Shang Lu felt Jiang Li's hand that was still trembling in his palm, and pinched her tiger's mouth lightly and gently to show comfort. After confirming that the people behind him did not catch up, he slowed down and led her on the road. wandering around.

Because it is New Year's Eve, the road is very lively, crowds come and go, stop at the entrances of various small shops, and there are music and hawking sounds from the stereos of the shops along the street.

The crowd was hustle and bustle, but Jiang Li kept pursing his lips, looking down at the ground.

Unlike the last emotional breakdown, this time Jiang Li was completely quiet and silent.

Rather than saying it is quiet, it is more appropriate to use the word lifeless to describe it.

An invisible circle of depression and depression surrounded her body, like a layer of self-protective shield, isolating her from the excitement around her.

People outside can't get in, and she inside can't get out.

Shang Lu looked down at her, and his heartbeat was pulled by the slight trembling of her eyelashes, and the dull pain in his heart became more intense.

"Didi—" A small electric donkey rode by beside him, and Shanglu pulled Jiang Li to his side, avoiding the vehicle.

The two walked through the crowd for a long time, and there was still some distance from the parking lot. Shang Lu raised his eyes to see the billboards lit up in the opposite department store, and colorful balloons fluttered under the flashing neon lights.

"Are you still afraid?"

"No." Jiang Li knew he was talking about Liu Wei, so he shook his head.

She is not afraid of people like Liu Wei.

What's more, Shang Lu told her before going in that he would guarantee her safety.

Although she didn't know why, his presence always made her feel at ease.

"Then..." Shang Lu suddenly stopped, walked to the opposite of Jiang Li, lowered his head and looked at her at the same level, "Is it convenient for Fang to talk to me?"

He withdrew his usual carelessness and cynicalism, and his clear and youthful voice carried a hint of imperceptible tension.

The neon light came from behind him, casting shadows from the top of his hair, but his eyes were surprisingly bright in the darkness.

Jiang Li watched intently, uncontrollably thinking of Chi Yu, who was implicated by her and almost hanging by a thread, together with Shanglu's previous car accident.

That strange and clueless car accident that Liang Hong told him about.

As Liang Hong said, the police could not find any clues in the car accident investigation. She did not give up and asked Assistant Zhou to investigate again, but the result was the same, no clues.

In the surveillance, there was no one on the opposite side of the seat where Liang Hong had sat, and the bank account for the transfer was also the account of Liang Hong's client.

All traces seemed to have been deliberately smeared away.

Could it be that this is also Shang Xingyan... Jiang Li's pupils froze for a moment, and then he remembered that the night Shang Lu had a car accident, she had a face-to-face meeting with Shang Xingyan who had just returned to China in the corridor of the hospital.

It was as if the time was deliberately timed, waiting for her to appear, her schedule was controlled between five fingers,
This kind of awareness left her with lingering fears. If it was really what she thought, what was the purpose?

What is the purpose of business words?
With all his previous behaviors, the answer is ready to come out - take away all the people around her, leaving him alone, so as to further control her.

as before.

Jiang Li was so shocked that his palms broke out in cold sweat.

Shang Lu held her hand tightly, and easily noticed the changes in her small movements, and bent down again, "Jiang Li?"

"Shanglu." Jiang Li lowered his eyes to avoid his gaze, and shook his head gently.

She is in a mess now, a series of messages and extreme emotions are hitting her brain nerves, making her feel that she is bad.

It's so bad that it's time and time again that it puts the people around it in a dangerous situation.

"I want to digest it myself first."

There was no direct answer, but a tactful refusal.

A look of disappointment flashed across Shang Lu's eyes, and he could only hold her hand tightly again, and then opened the other arm to her, trying to make himself smile easily: "Then, let me give you a hug." ?”

Jiang Li didn't speak, nor refused, and there was a hint of wavering in his eyes.

"Where is the bust size of 103, Jiang Tiedan, are you sure you don't want to hug it?"

Jiang Li was amused by his words, and smiled, the suppressed emotions in his heart burst in an instant.

She let go of his hand, rushed into his arms, buried her head under the scarf on his chest, and wrapped her hands around his waist through the heavy down jacket.

The smell of oranges and the smell of alcohol rushed towards his face, and Jiang Li muttered something in a low voice, with a little trill: "It's not in shape."

"Yes, yes, I'm out of shape." Shanglu put his chin against the top of her hair, hugged her tightly, and put his big hand on the end of her hair to comfort her gently, pretending to be relaxed and teased, "I'm not sure." You are still willing to be friends with me when you are so out of shape, do you think you are a nice person?"

(End of this chapter)