Spring night kiss

Xia Ning's eyes turned and fell on Jiang Tan, gradually gaining brilliance. She said, "Jiang Tan, I don't blame him. I just can't be entangled with him anymore. I want to have a new life."

Jiang Tan nodded quickly, "I know, don't worry, Zhou Yinghuai has already gone to deal with this matter, don't be afraid."

Xia Ning's eyes were red and she looked at Jiang Tan for a long time. After all, she couldn't control her emotions and broke down crying.

"Jiang Tan, I almost thought that I would stay with Meng Yanxi for the rest of my life."

"How is that possible?" Jiang Tan patted his back and comforted him: "After I saw you at the wedding that day, I have been thinking of ways to see if I can bring you out as soon as possible. Zhou Yinghuai and I are both here Think of ways to."

Xia Ning's eyes were filled with gratitude, "Don't worry, when I get home, I won't tell my parents that Meng Yanxi kidnapped me. I will find a way to resolve the matter and won't make it difficult for everyone. "

Jiang Tan knew that Xia Ning had been wronged in this way.

From the perspective of a bystander, Meng Yanxi went too far in this matter.

But Meng Yanxi is Zhou Yinghuai's good friend after all. She also helped him when he went abroad. Jiang Tan couldn't say anything black and white about many things.

She could only sigh and said softly: "I'll have someone take you home first."

Xia Ning nodded quickly and said thank you.

Jiang Tan had just sent Xia Ning away, and Meng Yanxi and Zhou Yinghuai came back.

In the hall, Jiang Tan is making tea.

Seeing Meng Yanxi's frosty and cold face, she smiled and said in a calm voice, "Yanxi, long time no see."

Meng Yanxi looked around calmly. He sat down opposite Jiang Tan and spoke with a cold voice: "Jiang Tan, we are friends, please hand over Xia Ning."

"I have sent her home." Jiang Tan said calmly and placed a cup of tea in front of Meng Yanxi, "Ying Huai asked me to keep Xia Ning until you arrive, and then we can talk slowly, but I I don’t think it’s really necessary.”

"Why do you say you don't have to?" Meng Yanxi's expression was extremely cold. He clenched the tea cup in front of him, and it shattered in his hand. Blood flowed from his palm and spread out, "Jiang Tan, you Before making a decision, don’t you need to talk to Zhou Yinghuai?”

Zhou Yinghuai remained silent since he came in.

At this time, he sat down next to Jiang Tan and faced Meng Yanxi's question with a calm tone: "She doesn't need to discuss anything with me. In our family, I listen to her."

Meng Yanxi thought this scene was extremely funny.

"Okay, you two are cooperating inside and outside just to trick me into handing over Xia Ning, right?"

Meng Yanxi sneered and stood up, "Jiang Tan, for the sake of our acquaintance, I won't say anything more about this matter, but from now on, you are no longer my friend."

Jiang Tan was noncommittal, but when Meng Yanxi turned around, she asked calmly: "Do you love Xia Ning?"

Meng Yanxi turned around and looked directly at Jiang Tan with a funny and teasing look, "Why do you think I don't love you?"

"How do you distinguish between love and possessiveness?" Jiang Tan looked at the seat where Meng Yanxi had sat. There were only messy fragments left on it. "If you love someone, you have to let her break into your body." In my arms?"

Meng Yanxi's face was relaxed, and there were slight cracks in his expression.

He stood there, looking at Jiang Tan's calm eyes for a long time, and then laughed softly, his peach blossom eyes filled with a slight air of coldness and tiredness, "Then ask Zhou Yinghuai, will he risk his life if you want to leave? Do you also want to keep you?"

Jiang Tan knew that Zhou Yinghuai would do it.

But he wouldn't be so cruel as Meng Yanxi, just to make Xia Ning stay.

Zhou Yinghuai will only hurt himself. This answer does not exist in the past, but only recently.

After Meng Yanxi left, Zhou Yinghuai hugged Jiang Tan into his arms, his voice full of dependence and a slight sigh.

"Tantan, I'm outside and I miss you all the time."

Jiang Tan lowered her eyes and looked at his hands on her waist.

Zhou Yinghuai noticed it and said, "It's nothing, it's already fine."

There was a scar on the palm of his right hand. He was injured when he was trying to protect Jiang Tan from a sudden attack by someone from the Chu family when he left the court that day.

It was very serious and the injuries were visible to the bones. A long scar was still bleeding desperately.

Jiang Tan was frightened at the time. She shed tears of distress all the way back.

At that time, Zhou Yinghuai looked at himself with a look full of paranoia. He said, "Is Tantan feeling sad for me?"

Jiang Tan didn't notice the abnormality in his tone at that time. He nodded and said hoarsely: "It's Zhou Yinghuai. I beg you, please protect yourself and don't do such a dangerous thing next time."

"I know," he smiled, with a gentle, harmless, dignified and indifferent look, and said, "I will protect myself well and won't let Tantan worry."

Later, Jiang Tan was always very concerned about the injury on his hand, and would carefully apply medicine and rebandage it every day.

Zhou Yinghuai seemed to be unaware of the pain and continued to work with his injured right hand, causing bleeding every time.

Jiang Tan told him more than once that he should pay attention to his hands and not let them get hurt again. Zhou Yinghuai promised every time, but when he got home, his hands were still bloody.

Jiang Tan initially thought that Zhou Yinghuai just cared too much about work.

Until a few days ago, Jiang Tan woke up at night and did not see Zhou Yinghuai.

She subconsciously got up to look for it, and saw a man sitting in the study under dim light, taking off the gauze she had bandaged for him just before going to bed, and deliberately reopening the scabbed scar.

He's really crazy.

Jiang Tan stood there, looking at his calm expression, but the movements in his hands were so cruel.

He was a little too cruel to himself.

Jiang Tan didn't know how she found her voice at that time. She only remembered that moment, as if she had a breath held in her chest. She was indescribable pain. She could only say in a weak voice: "Zhou Yinghuai, what are you doing?" What?"

The man seemed to have finally discovered her presence at this moment. He stopped moving in his hands and suddenly looked at her, his eyes slightly uneasy about being caught.

He lowered his hand, blood dripping from his fingertips onto the thick carpet.

But he didn't seem to notice, and just walked towards him.

If you just look at the face, you really can't tell a single clue.

"Why are Tantan here?" His voice was gentle and calm. As he spoke, he walked up to her and raised his hand to touch her shoulder. But he soon realized the injury on his hand, so he smiled and put his hand away. He turned his back calmly and said in an increasingly gentle tone: "I'm busy, I'll be back soon."

Jiang Tan's eyes turned red and she looked at him for a moment.