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Chapter 37 Is it still like this?

Jiang Ci lowered her head, the girl's eyes were too pure, her tone was too serious, he tried to see a hint of arrogance and contempt in her eyes, but there was none.

She seemed to have been communicating with him in an equal way, without wanting to humiliate him or possess him.

She is beautiful and beautiful, a charming lady surrounded by diamond flowers, and he is a trapped beast crawling out of the mud, who has long been used to seeing the world's indifference.

Jiang Ci admitted that Lin Xingcheng was completely different from what he had imagined at the beginning, and even ran counter to it. If her goal was to get his body, to have fun, and to be happy for a while, he might not be so entangled like he is now.

People, sometimes they are cheap. Before things come, they will worry and get tired of fear, but when things happen and they are far from what they expected, people will start to worry again, always feel that something is wrong, and want to get things back on track.

Like floating in the deep sea, fluttering, not going up or down, it is always a heart of flesh and blood, and it cannot truly eliminate the seven emotions and six desires like a heart of stone.

But what is the right track?Lin Xingcheng gave him a chance, and he rewarded him with his body. Is this the right way?

Self-deprecating, Lin Xingcheng doesn't want it, shouldn't he be happy?Why so contradictory.

Jiang Ci didn't know, he only knew that the world taught him the principle of mutual benefit and symbiosis since he was a child.

In this transaction, what should Lin Xingcheng get from him, the two owe each other nothing, so this inexplicable relationship can be ended logically.

In the darkness of the night, Jiang Ci's voice was hoarse: "No, I just feel that the three-month relationship you and I agreed to is now about to expire. It seems that nothing has been implemented exactly. This transaction is not fair."

Lin Xingcheng smiled, but her tone was a bit cold, her watery eyes stared at him, and her words were thorny: "What do you mean by practical implementation? It seems that I have the final say."

Jiang Ci was shocked, she didn't expect her to react like this, and then laughed at herself: "When I pay you back..."

"Return it to me?" Lin Xingcheng snorted coldly, his face extremely cold, "How can I return it?"

As he spoke, he grabbed Jiang Ci by the collar and pulled him down forcefully. Due to the large movement of his arms, the coat on his body fell off and fell to the ground, and his long and curly hair flew behind her.

The sudden approach made their cheeks touch each other, only a millimeter away, and their warm breath was lingering.

"Is this still the case?" Lin Xingcheng asked in a low voice.

Looking up at him, her gaze slid from his eyes to her thin lips and smooth jaw. His lips are light pink in color, with distinct peaks, moist and clean. From her artist's point of view, even the lips are raw , red lips and white teeth, really pleasing to the eye.

It's a pity that being good-looking is good-looking, but she is a bit stupid and easily irritated, Lin Xingcheng thought so.

A soft, angry voice whispered in his ear.

The sweet breath sprayed on Jiang Ci's tall nose bridge. The girl's skin was as delicate as water, her eyebrows were like the beginning of a distant mountain, and her eyes seemed to have stars falling into the deep sea. When she looked at people from bottom to top, it gave birth to a kind of her Only your illusion is in the eyes.

The warm delicate body was pressed against his chest, and even though he was wearing a thick winter coat, he could clearly feel the softness and softness like clouds, which would disperse at every turn, like a dream.

The touch of her body and the slightly drunken sweet breath made Jiang Ci's spine tremble like an electric shock.

Jiang Ci took a step back abruptly, this was a real reaction of the body, resisting strangeness.

Lin Xingcheng guessed that he would be like this, let go of his hand, with a bit of regret in his eyes, and said softly: "Look, you obviously don't want to, but you still pretend to be chic, Jiang Ci, you shouldn't be like this."

The Chen Ci in Chen Baiwei's "Youth Dream" is proud and confident. Even if there are great changes in the family, his father dies, and his mother leaves, it still does not affect him to shine in school.

The preface of "Teenager's Dream": I am proud and will not be broken by the wind and snow. I always believe that the young man is safe and happy, and will finally get his wish and fulfill his dream.

Chen Ci is like him, isn't it?

"Why?" Jiang Ci asked the confusion in his heart.

Why is it special to him, why she doesn't want anything, the most intimate contact between two meetings is to shake hands.

Jiang Ci didn't understand.

The evening wind blew her long hair and ruffled her clothes with a soul-stirring tenderness. Lin Xingcheng said softly:
"Didn't you say that you are the same as Chen Ci?"

Is that so?
Is it just because he said he looks like Chen Ci?

Jiang Ci's eyes were gloomy and unfathomable like an abyss. She smiled but said: "What should I be? How much does Miss Lin know? I have similar experiences with Chen Ci, but I am neither him nor He's lucky."

As he spoke, Jiang Ci raised his hand, and his knuckle fingers lightly and slowly stroked Lin Xingcheng's eyebrows.

She didn't move and let him.

"You are luckier than 90.00% of the people in this world. How can a little princess who wears a crown and lives in the light understand those of us who are dying in the mud? I will definitely lose something, if that is the case, then I would rather take the initiative to give up, I am such a person, let Miss Lin down."

Jiang Ci's every word seemed to come out from the gap between her teeth. There was something in her words, and she was sharp in her self-deprecation, hurting others and herself.

In the end he...

Lin Xingcheng frowned, she caught the sadness and timidity in his eyes, although it was only a flash.

There is no real empathy in this world, and she really doesn't understand him, just a two-sided relationship.

Perhaps it is too superficial to judge the real him from a character in a book.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't confuse you with Chen Ci." Lin Xingcheng reflected on herself.

Although she was at fault, Jiang Ci also had a big problem.

Lin Xingcheng stretched out her hand, put a finger on his forehead, and said in a cold voice:
"However, Jiang Ci, remember, what I, Lin Xingcheng, gave you is what I want to give you. I am willing, I am willing. I am very straightforward. If I want something in return, I will ask for it myself. I don't like it." Others make up their own minds."

Unless it is her close relatives, they can be an exception, but obviously, Jiang Ci is not among her special cases.

Jiang Ci put away the smile on her face and said nothing, while Lin Xingcheng continued to talk about what was on her mind.

"Also, who said that a transaction between a man and a woman must be a physical transaction? Can't it be a serious friend? Can't it be an ordinary cooperation? It can't be me, a princess who is ignorant of the world in your eyes. , Purdue sentient beings?"

He can ridicule and be weird, can't she?

Why should he regard her as a little girl bursting with the heart of the Virgin Mary? This is too condescending.

Anyway, she was also one year older than him, so to be more precise, he should call her sister, just like Xiao Xiabing called Luozheng.

As expected, she was too friendly and gentle to Jiang Ci, which caused him to show his sharp pricks and annoy him, and hurt each other, Lin Xingcheng thought in his heart.

Mingming Jiangci is a shining golden flower of the motherland. It has just stepped into the society with one foot.

Did his family hurt him too much?

Lin Xingcheng thought of the relevant information from the investigation, Jiang Ci did not have a good family environment, and indeed suffered a lot.

After being questioned for a while, Jiang Ci stood silently without speaking, with his hands hanging by his sides, in front of Lin Xingcheng like a child who had done something wrong and was being punished.

Seeing him like this, Lin Xingcheng felt inexplicably soft-hearted, and couldn't bear to scold him anymore, or maybe it was because of Chen Baiwei's mood.

Forget it, her relationship with him is not good enough to be responsible for his character and life, what is she doing in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)