Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Jing Tong's instinctive vigilance: "Where?"

Jiang Yu didn't answer her immediately, but unscrewed the glass and raised his head to drink.

The fight just now was not fierce, but sweating was inevitable. Jing Tong watched as a stream of sweat slid down the man's deep and smooth side face, converged at the position of his chin, and then slipped from his throat to his neck The position, and finally along the man's throat knot rolling up and down into his clothes.

Because in the sunlight, those sweat beads reflected the light, making Jing Tong almost dizzy.

This picture is a foul... she thought dizzily.

When Jiang Yu put down the glass and black eyes looked at her, she suddenly recovered.

She became more guilty and her eyes flickered: "You haven't answered my question yet, where are you going?"

Jiang Yu looked at her deeply for a while, and the corner of his lips ticked, as if he knew something, but he did not expose her, but pointed in a certain direction: "Shooting Hall. At first, you were not pestering me, let me teach you Learn to shoot?"

Jing Tong thought about it, but still had to refute: "I am not interested in shooting. I was entangled with you just to get along with you more. Now I don't have this idea."

"Well, I want to create an opportunity to get along with you." He raised an eyebrow. "So, are you willing to appreciate your face?"

Jing Tong's face was inexplicably hot. She opened her mouth and wanted to refuse, but the words turned to her mouth: "Come all here. Isn't it sorry to not play?"

Jiang Yu's eyebrows brought a clear smile, but before Jing Tong became angry, he had already taken the lead in the direction of the shooting hall: "Go."

Jing Tong snorted, keeping up with his footsteps, Jiang Yu slowed down her pace to match her speed, the two quickly moved side by side, Duan Zhe followed behind them.

"Look there." Jiang Yu suddenly indicated a direction with his eyes. "You liked to turn in from that place."

"I didn't expect you to remember..." Jing Tong froze for a moment, then annoyed, "That's my black history! You must not mention it again!"

Black history?

Jiang Yu glanced at her, then withdrew his gaze, and his voice was low and dumb: "Of course I remember. Every time you come to me, I will be teased by my teammates. It's hard to forget."

"That's really sorry for you." Jing Tong said dryly.

"But in fact, it was my unforgettable experience so far." Jiang Yu paused. "I don't have sisters, so I once thought that the young girls are like you. So... positive."

"You might as well say shameless." Jing Tong was not angry.

"No." Jiang Yu retorted seriously. He thought about it and said, "It should be enthusiastic and fresh. So that I don't know how to respond, so I can only ignore you. I thought you would give up soon. ."

Jing Tong listened in amazement. This was the first time she heard a man confess his psychology.

Her subconscious sideways head, but Jiang Yu just happened to look at her, their eyes met in the air. The dark pupil of the man seemed to be surging with strange emotions.

Jing Tongqing couldn't help but coughed and lifted his chin and said, "So, you think you are too boring to be worthy of me, so you just ignore me?"

He even pondered for a while, then nodded and agreed: "I think so."