At the same time as the clapping and applause appeared coldly, two strong men with big shoulders and round waists and black tight-fitting vests on their upper bodies copied Huang Zhiming's side in three steps and two steps, and actually supported Huang Zhiming's sides one left and one right.

Because of such a sudden change, Huang Zhiming's eyes froze. But even so, Huang Zhiming didn't struggle, just struggled slightly, and stared at the position where the cheers appeared before on the side of the shop.

Sensing Huang Zhiming's gaze, the middle-aged man who was holding a rice bowl and looking at Huang Zhiming with a smile raised his right hand, slightly loosened the collar of the black shirt on his upper body, and then glanced around, glanced at his mouth, and spread his hands innocently. Seeing the middle-aged man's demeanor, most of the other people around him seemed to know the middle-aged man, and they immediately glanced at Huang Zhiming and laughed.

Looking at such an abnormal situation, Huang Zhiming's face changed again. At this time, the strong man with Huang Zhiming on the right grinned, showed a mouthful of yellow teeth and smiled at Huang Zhiming: "This has nothing to do with Uncle Yan." It's just that my brothers don't feel very comfortable seeing you and want to loosen your muscles. ”

The middle-aged man in the corner of the small shop glanced at Huang Zhiming playfully, and then stood up lazily. And at the moment when the middle-aged man stood up, the proprietress of the small shop ran out of the back kitchen for the first time, handed the middle-aged man a tissue to wipe his mouth, and then playfully glanced at Huang Zhiming and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks used by the middle-aged man alone.

Chatting and stretching, the middle-aged man slowly walked towards Huang Zhiming from the corner of the shop.

Before, probably because of the position he was sitting in, the shadow almost blocked the middle-aged man's face. And with the footsteps of the middle-aged man at this time, his face also appeared in Zhang Yang's field of vision a little bit, a little clearly.

He was about to be in his early forties, but for some reason, his short hair repeatedly appeared a noticeable gray. But even so, it is difficult to hide the vicissitudes of charm on the middle-aged man's face, which is special to men of this age.

Walking around, his back was a little rickety, the middle-aged man raised his hand, wiped his mouth with the tissue handed by the boss lady before, and did not throw it away, he took it directly in his hand, and walked slowly in front of Huang Zhiming.

Glancing at Huang Zhiming playfully, the middle-aged man slowly stuffed the tissue into the pocket of Huang Zhiming's shirt. Seeing this, without waiting for the middle-aged man's orders, the two men holding Huang Zhiming were going to pull Huang Zhiming out of the store.

"Let go." , Huang Zhiming, who had not struggled at all before, shook his arms at this moment. And Huang Zhiming's seemingly light struggle actually pushed the two men next to him away at once.

Seeing this situation, the middle-aged man was slightly surprised, and looked at Huang Zhiming's cheeks again as if he had suddenly become interested.

At this time, probably because the middle-aged man did not signal, the two men on the side were surprisingly silent, although so, Zhang Yang on the side noticed that the two men clenched their fists slightly, as if they were ready to pounce forward.

Although he didn't look at the behavior of the two strong men on the side, Huang Zhiming didn't make any drastic moves, just squinted his eyes slightly, and after looking at the middle-aged man for a moment, he hooked the corners of his mouth sharply.

After a while, Huang Zhiming didn't even say anything, just turned his cheeks back, squinted his eyes, silently glanced at Xiao Qiang and Zhang Yang, nodded inexplicably, and didn't stop at all, turned around and walked out of the small shop.

Looking at Huang Zhiming's back as he walked out of the shop, the middle-aged man thoughtfully raised his right hand, and after slowly rubbing the stubble on his chin, he suddenly changed his expression to look at Zhang Yang and the two with a smile: "Little brother, in front of the pickled girl, everyone is equal." Don't be weak just because she's a police flower. Don't be short of hands just because your rival is wearing a tiger's skin. ”

After saying these two specious words with a smile, the middle-aged man didn't say much, just glanced at Xiao Qiang playfully, and walked out of the small shop slowly with the two strong men.

After watching Huang Zhiming and the middle-aged man leave one after another, Zhang raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly. At this time, feeling the abnormality of Xiao Qiang's face on the side, Zhang Yang glanced at Xiao Wall in a little surprise.

Sensing Zhang Yang's gaze, Xiao Qiang pursed her lips, slowly released her left hand that was holding Zhang Yang, hesitated slightly, and stared at Zhang Yang's eyes tightly: "Do you know him?" ”

Although Xiao Qiang forcibly concealed the vigilance and resistance, the moment Xiao Qiang's words appeared, Zhang Yang looked for the slightest fluctuation in Xiao Qiang's tone and explored the change in Xiao Qiang's mood.

Frowning slightly, although he didn't understand why Xiao Qiang's tone became so stiff in an instant, after recalling it for a while, Zhang Yang was very sure, and he didn't shy away from looking at Xiao Qiang: "I don't know." ”

"Don't know? Then why did he help us? Although she heard Zhang Yang's unrivaled affirmative words, Xiao Qiang still questioned unconsciously. But then noticing the look in Zhang Yang's eyes without any falsification, and thinking of his previous actions, Xiao Qiang couldn't help but blush, and glanced at Zhang Yang with a little embarrassment: "I didn't believe you, but I just couldn't figure out why he helped us." ”

"Huh. Don't rush to explain it to me. Didn't you just kiss it? Rest assured, I don't particularly care. Of course, you don't want me to be responsible for you. After all, it was you who kissed me. Noticing the blush on Xiao Qiang's face in an instant, coupled with the depression of being pulled by Xiao Qiang as a shield before, Zhang Yang deliberately teased.

"Ahem." , Sensing Xiao Wall's angry gaze in an instant, Zhang Yang hurriedly restrained his thoughts of wanting to tease again, made a stiff face, deliberately sideways his cheeks, and glanced at the direction of the door of the small shop that had long been gone: "Cough." Who is that man? It's amazing. ”

"It doesn't matter who he is." , may be the reason why Zhang Yang was teased, Xiao Qiang glared at Zhang Yang angrily again. But thinking that the 'hot kiss' just now was indeed all her own 'initiative', Xiao Qiang's face couldn't help but turn a little red again. Although this was the case, but after a little hesitation, Xiao Qiang glanced at Zhang Yang with a little unease, and instructed: "In short, you must not associate with this kind of person." ”

Although Xiao Qiang's words were a little vague, Zhang Yang thought about it for a while, and he could roughly guess the identity of some of the middle-aged men just now.

After a little hesitation, Zhang Yang looked at Xiao Qiang for a moment, and thought about it for a moment: "Actually, I don't think that person just now is helping us." On the contrary, it is more like harming us. Thinking about it, it feels like the person just now wanted to use the two of us as a gun. ”

"In short, I feel that person actually wanted to target that Huang Zhiming." , hesitated slightly, looked at Xiao Wall, who had a slightly thoughtful look on his cheeks, and asked tentatively: "Who is that Huang Zhiming just now?" ”

"Huh." Although there was still a hint of thought in her eyes, Xiao Qiang didn't seem to want to talk about this with Zhang Yang. In addition, the reason why I 'kissed' Zhang Yang just now, the relationship is a little more familiar unconsciously. At this time, hearing Zhang Yang's words, Xiao Qiang hooked the corners of her mouth, tilted her head, blinked her eyes, and looked at Zhang Yang playfully: "What?" Didn't you just say that you don't want to be responsible for me? How do you care about my ex-boyfriend's identity? ”

pursed his lips, looking at Xiao Qiang's seductive aura suddenly exuded at this moment, Zhang Yang swallowed and spat unconsciously. But even so, from the meaning of Xiao Qiang's words, Zhang Yang still heard a trace of Xiao Qiang's prevarication and perfunctory feeling towards herself.

I was inexplicably annoyed in my heart, and a sentence that almost didn't pass through my brain suddenly came out of Zhang Yang's mouth: "I don't have to be responsible for you, but you have to be responsible for me." Now, as your current boyfriend, I ask you to confess to me leniently. ”

"Huh." , Hearing Zhang Yang's words that seemed to be true and false, Xiao Qiang didn't care at all, hooked the corners of her mouth, pursed her mouth, looked Zhang Yang up and down, and said with a smile: "Although I don't mind finding a little man, you also saw it just now, if you want to be my man, it's not a small trouble." As for you......"

"Woo, woo." , but before Xiao Qiang finished speaking, he saw Zhang Yang pick up Xiao Qiang's chin with one hand, press the back of Xiao Qiang's neck with the other, and bite the lips that still had silk oil stains left in the mouth.

For a short time, Xiao Qiang was about to push away the publicity. And at this moment, Zhang Yang directly let go of Xiao Qiang, stood up violently, and stared at Xiao Qiang with dead eyes: "Sooner or later, one day, I will let you take back what you just said as it was." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Xiao Qiang to reflect, Zhang Yang walked out of the small shop without any hesitation.

may not have thought that his joking words would make Zhang Yang suddenly make such a move, Xiao Qiang was slightly stunned. After a while, Xiao Qiang pursed her lips, straightened her somewhat messy hair that was made by Zhang Yang, her eyes were mixed with a color that was incomprehensible, and she looked at the direction in which Zhang Yang left.

After a while, she glanced at the two rice bowls on the small table in front of her, Xiao Qiang's face changed suddenly, and after glancing at the smiling proprietress behind the counter, she gritted her teeth and muttered: "The one who said he would invite me to dinner actually used this trick to run away!" I'm glad I didn't ask you to treat me to a big dinner. ”

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