The heartthrob green tea took the revenge abuse script

Wu Na kept her eyes on Lu Qingjiu, and even pushed Zeng An's shoulder: "Go."

Her son obviously hesitated: "This is the place of the Jiang family, let's go there like this..."

"You still don't go up when the person you like encounters this kind of thing, why are you so..."

Before the word "counseling" came out, Wu Na suddenly choked up.

If you can hide when things happen, don't force yourself to stand out. Didn't she teach Zeng An?

The dispute over there is clear to the ears.

"Master Song, I was just joking with him. In front of so many people, where do you want my face to be..."

Song Xiao blinked, hugged Lu Qingjiu even tighter, and smiled: "What are you? I don't even know you, why should I care about your face? Your face is not pretty."

The middle-aged man became angry from embarrassment, but he dared not speak out.

We all know that Song Xiao didn't grow up in Huaguo, so he used words inaccurately.

But sometimes he seems innocent and nonsensical to sarcasm, which can give people headaches and brains, and make their hands tremble with anger, but no one dares to ask him if he did it on purpose.

Lu Qingjiu was embraced by him, his tense body seemed to relax in Song Xiao's arms, and his beautiful big eyes were fixed on Song Xiao's profile.

A person with good eyes looks affectionately at everyone.In particular, Lu Qingjiu has deep eye sockets, big eyes, but the arc is slightly drawn down. Staring at a place for a long time, there will be a sense of intoxication and depression.

Wu Na sighed, and suddenly said to Zeng An, "You're done."

"……What's the meaning?"

"Silly son, if there is one person who saves you from danger, and the other person stays there and watches with cold eyes, which one will you fall in love with?"

Finally getting rid of the disgusting entanglement, Lu Qingjiu was dragged into a corner by Song Xiao, his heart pounding.

Song Xiao lightly touched his shoulder, trying to comfort him.But Lu Qingjiu subconsciously jumped up and took half a step back.

The extremely natural movements suddenly became awkward.The fingertips that had been touched countless times suddenly became hot, like a hot iron burning on his body.

"Brother, I can protect you, don't be afraid."

"Thank you, you..." Lu Qingjiu didn't dare to look into Song Xiao's eyes, and made wild jokes as usual, "You stand behind me, and I feel like I'm pretending to be a tiger."

"What do you mean? Does it mean that my brother will feel more at ease when I stand behind him?"

"It can be understood in this way..."

"Then why didn't you call me when you were in danger? I'm worried about you." Song Xiao looked unhappy, and stretched out his hand to hold him, "From now on, don't leave me for half a step."

"I see, you...don't touch me yet."

Song Xiao let go of his hand in confusion, but looked back at him from time to time, as if afraid that he would disappear suddenly.

The person who called his brother had grown up and was even taller than himself, maybe leaning on his shoulders would not be a burden to him.

But it seems to be burning myself.

After facing each other silently for an unknown amount of time, Lu Qingjiu suddenly saw a familiar tall and thin figure in the distance, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, walking towards them.

Jiang Lianchuan pushed aside the crowd, bowed his head to him, and smiled: "The invited guests are so disrespectful, as the host, I should say sorry to you."

He couldn't miss this opportunity, he was worried that he couldn't find Jiang Lianchuan and asked him clearly.

Without having to face Song Xiao's burning eyes, Lu Qingjiu relaxed all over: "Second Young Master Jiang, can we go to the balcony and have a private chat, okay?"

Song Xiao immediately became unhappy: "Brother, I told you not to stay too far away from me..."

"If you're really worried, just wait for me." Lu Qingjiu just raised his head to look at Song Xiao, but couldn't suppress the rumbling heartbeat, and his tone became much weaker, "I'm sorry for always causing you trouble."

Surrounding the venue are narrow balconies that can accommodate three or five people, which are prepared for individual conversations, like an open-air conference room.

Before opening the balcony door, Lu Qingjiu looked down at Jiang Lianchuan's wrist.During the conversation, he flicked his arm casually a few times, and the deep wound was torn open, and blood was torn out again.

Looking up, Jiang Lianchuan looked indifferent and calm, but when he looked closely, his lips were pale and had no blood.

"..." Brother, you need to stop the bleeding when you are injured!

Lu Qingjiu called a medical staff over with sharp eyes, and waited for the other party to help Jiang Lianchuan bandage up before going onto the balcony.

Now he was more curious about another question.

"...Second Young Master Jiang, don't you feel pain?"

Jiang Lianchuan, blowing the cool night breeze, looked at the wounds and bandages on his hands, and then at Lu Singjiu, feeling a little ignorant and curious.

"There is a sense of pain. I had an examination and the nerve perception function is normal."

"..." Who asked you this?

"Oh, do you think I should cry out for pain?"

"Most people would complain of pain." Lu Qingjiu frowned when he saw the glass cut that seemed to be half a centimeter deep, feeling the pain for Jiang Lianchuan himself.

"Indeed." Jiang Lianchuan was very supportive, "Hiss, it hurts."

"..." Your acting skills are terrible! ! !

Jiang Lianchuan himself was not embarrassed: "You are the second person who asked me if it hurts, I think I should be moved, thank you."

"..."

Lu Qingjiu guessed that the first person must be neither his father nor his brother, but probably his mother.

Seeing Jiang Lianchuan's half-true smile, he thought to himself: Got it, there really isn't anyone with a normal mind in your family.

Lu Qingjiu suppressed the awkwardness in his heart, and asked straight to the point: "Why did you invite me?"

Jiang Lianchuan adjusted his glasses, raised his finger to the sky, and pointed to the bell tower in the distance.

Red light surrounds the huge dial, like a demon with a bloody one eye.

"Whenever the banquet begins, my father likes to take his eldest brother to look down at the cloud-like guests on the bell tower, so that he can hold them in the palm of his hand."

Lu Qingjiu raised his head from a distance, and couldn't see clearly whether there were two eyes on the clock tower who thought they were looking down on all sentient beings, but he clenched his fists tightly, and the deepest pain in his heart was stabbed by this contempt.

"I want you to take a look and see clearly their arrogance that despises human life." Jiang Lianchuan looked at him with anticipation in his eyes, "Now I want to ask you, you really don't have any hatred for our family ?"

"...Three years, I have forgotten."

"Lu Qingjiu, do you know that my mother practiced her smile in front of the mirror every day to find the perfect curve. But she could fool everyone, except me. She said, I grew up with a pair of The eyes that see through the disguise, so she hates me very much."

"The last few times I met you, I wasn't sure, because I wasn't the one who ruined your family, and you didn't hate me. But just now you saw my elder brother hurt me, and you were obviously very scared. Why didn't you leave?"

Every time Jiang Lianchuan uttered one more word, Lu Qingjiu felt chilly and piercing. He barely supported the railing to support his own weight.

"You can't move when you see the real enemy hurting others in front of you."

"You are thinking, why is such a cruel person still alive?"

Lu Qingjiu was panicked and indifferent.

Who in their circle is not pretending?Who hasn't told a lie?

What's so great about seeing it?In the end, only superficial words and deeds can be used as real evidence to convict him.

"Jiang Ershao, in the past, people like Mr. He would not have dared to touch me with a finger. Now he is touching me, do you think I dare to resist? You have never lost your current life, do you know that? Is it difficult for ordinary people to live a life? I just want to live a good life. The previous hatred has nothing to do with me, so don’t try me again.”

Lu Qingjiu looked directly at Jiang Lianchuan, and slowly shed tears. Regardless of whether Jiang Lianchuan believed it or not, he let go of his acting skills for many years.

However, Jiang Lianchuan, as he himself said, has a pair of eyes that are too transparent.

"You can cry if you really want to cry." Lu Qingjiu's tears fell down, Jiang Lianchuan stretched out his right hand wrapped in a bloody bandage, as if he wanted to wipe it off, and took it back out of politeness. Said, "Don't cry."

"..." Although I know you don't believe me, I still have to cry, otherwise it will be embarrassing.

"You are really interesting, and I will invite you again in the future."

Lu Qingjiu finally stopped sobbing, wiped away his tears, raised his big bloodshot eyes: "Second Young Master Jiang, please let me go."

"Don't be nervous, maybe the next time you come to attend is a funeral. My sister-in-law broke her leg bone and I hurt my wrist. You can look forward to who will go first between the two of us."

Lu Qingjiu thought of the quarrel between the Jiang family brothers, pondered the meaning of his words, but felt completely afraid to think about it: "Who is your sister-in-law?"

"It's a man, and the dance is beautiful. It used to be hard to get a ticket, but now I can't dance with a broken leg, and there is no place to buy a ticket."

"Then his legs..."

"Same as me." Jiang Lianchuan raised his hand, shaking the wound and bandage in a weird and unbeatable way like when facing Jiang Lianze.

Lu Qingjiu couldn't speak, the dull air oppressed his heart tightly, he just wanted to run away quickly, not seeing this strange thinking son of the enemy.

Jiang Lianchuan was also very tactful, and waved him to leave, but before he opened the door, he said: "Song Xiao seems to have seen me making you cry. Remember to explain it to this little ancestor after you go back, I don't want to offend him. "

"..."

Song Xiao watched the confrontation between Lu Qingjiu and Jiang Lianchuan through a layer of transparent glass, like watching a silent movie. Finally, when he saw Lu Qingjiu crying, his heart tightened, but he couldn't push the door to disturb him.

The glass separated the sound, and they couldn't cross the line to touch, just like between him and Lu Qingjiu, they could clearly see each other, but they were never honest.

Jiang Lianchuan stretched out his hand, as if wanting to wipe away his brother's tears, but finally took it back.

Song Xiao was stunned.

He could clearly remember the feud between the Jiang family and the Lu family, so it's impossible for Jiang Lianchuan to lose his memory, right?What does it mean to act so intimately?

Song Xiao waited for the two to finish speaking and push the door to come out, wanting to hug Lu Qingjiu who had been frightened and ups and downs all night, but Lu Qingjiu took a step back as if afraid of being scalded, blushing blushing Blood.

"A Xiao, don't touch me, I'm in a mess."

"Even he won't let you go?"

"Huh? Oh, yes..."

"You can refuse him!"

Lu Qingjiu was stunned for a moment: "I...have already rejected it, he probably won't come to trouble me in a short time."

"That's good." Song Xiao felt relieved, and stretched out his hand to wrap his shoulders naturally, "They are all bad guys, brother, come home with me, don't bother with them."

"Don't hug me!!! I said I was in a mess!!!"

"...?"

Didn't Jiang Lianchuan reject the problem? Has the problem been solved?Why is it still chaotic?