When Jiang Mujin arrived at the glow, the bar had already closed, and there was only an orange bar lamp in the huge front hall, and Tang Xin sat on the ground in front of the bar with his knees crossed, surrounded by a few bottles of beer that were staggering.

Looking at the past from afar, it became more and more lonely, lonely and lonely.

Jiang Mujin was suffocated in his heart, walked over quickly, squatted down and said softly: "Tang Xin, are you okay?" ”

Tang Xin raised her face and saw that it was him, tears rolled down from her eyes, she pointed to the scattered blood stains on the ground, and her voice trembled: "This is...... Yang Qin......"

"I know." Jiang Mujin took her into his arms and patted her back gently: "It's okay." ”

When Ah Xin called him, he only said that Tang Xinfei would not leave the bar, please ask him to come and pick it up, and only briefly said other things.

Now it seems that Ouyang Qin is injured.

He ...... Will it die? ”

Tang Xin's voice was weak, with a hint of apprehension.

"No, it won't."

Jiang Mujin looked at the amount of blood on the ground, and his voice was determined: "Looking at the amount of blood, it only scratches the scalp and will not cause death." If you're not worried, I'll call him back and confirm. ”

Tang Xin sniffed, and the corners of his lips were bitter: "No need, it's not important, I'll ...... with him It doesn't matter anymore. ”

Jiang Mujin sighed slightly: "Then I'll send you home." ”

Tang Xin hugged his neck and nodded: "Okay." ”

The car galloped all the way to Shangshu, Tang Xin had already fallen asleep in the bumps, Jiang Mujin carefully picked her up, and went all the way to the bedroom.

After settling her down, Jiang Mujin went to the kitchen to cook decanting soup and brought it over.

Tang Xin, who was asleep, frowned and looked pained, tears were dripping from the corners of his eyes, and a large piece of pillow was wet.

Jiang Mujin was distressed for a while, her thumb helped her wipe away her tears, and called in a low voice: "Tang Xin......"

After a moment of silence, Tang Xin woke up slowly, his eyes focused on Jiang Mujin's face, catching the obvious distress.

His thumb was still rubbing against her cheek, and Tang Xin reached out to hold it: "Jiang Mujin, do you love me?" ”

Jiang Mujin looked stunned, naturally she was in love, but now that she was drunk, what was the point of discussing this topic?

"Tang Xin ......"

Tang Xin didn't give him a chance to speak at all, he grabbed his head with one hand, and his mouth was instantly sealed.

After passive bearing and temptation, Jiang Mujin finally turned against the guest, the night was deep, the moon was as cool as water in one room, and under the ambiguous warm light, the beautiful scenery in one room.

……

After returning to Qingshuiju, Jiang Muye went to the study to deal with official business, and An Xiaoxiao, who lay on the bed for a while but did not feel sleepy at all, cut some fruit and brought it over.

"Makino, let's eat some fruit."

Jiang Muye raised his head from the document, and a smile was added to the angular handsome face under the light: "Come here." He patted the chair next to him.

An Xiaoxiao sat down obediently, and Jiang Muye said while annotating the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the document: "Feed me." ”

An Xiaoxiao: "......" How do you feel that Jiang Muye got the wrong script? Shouldn't the boys feed the girls?

Although thinking like this, An Xiaoxiao obediently forked a piece of honeydew melon and handed it to his mouth: "It's very sweet." ”

Jiang Muye chewed and swallowed: "Hmm...... Feed yourself for me. ”

An Xiaoxiao: "......" still has this kind of operation?

The two of them finished eating a plate of honeydew melons one by one, and then An Xiaoxin began to swipe her mobile phone with satisfaction, and suddenly she remembered the photo on Feng Fangfei's Weibo.

She downloaded it, and then handed it to Jiang Muye to see: "Muye, did you lose this watch?" ”

Jiang Muye glanced at it and nodded: "It's this brand." ”

An Xiaoxiao stubbornly asked, "Is this piece yours?" ”

Jiang Muye glanced at her inexplicably, took the phone in front of him, looked at it, and said, "I can't see it, why do you ask that?" Where did this photo come from? ”

His eyes looked at the lower right corner of the photo, and the Weibo watermark was impressive!

Jiang Muye's eyes narrowed, and he opened the Weibo page with An Xiaoxiao's mobile phone, and found the ID "in the opposition" A few glances, his eyes were instantly cold.

"This is Feng Fangfei?" He asked, his tone unusually cold.

An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, nodded, and answered lukewarmly: "Hmm." "It's like you don't know.

Jiang Muye's eyes turned, and he turned the Weibo page to An Xiaoxiao's ID, and the Weibo name was: "Get out of Jiang Muye 737"!

The latest Weibo is still the one with a divorce certificate!

An Xiaoxiao only felt that the air around her body instantly became cold, she snatched her mobile phone and quit her Weibo account with a weak heart, and got up: "That...... I'm going to sleep. ”

"Wait!" Jiang Muye reached out and grabbed her wrist: "Explain." ”

An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips: "There is no need to explain that, if you lose the watch, you can lose it, just buy another piece." ”

"You're going to change the subject."

Jiang Muye's tone was cold: "I'm asking you to explain the name of Weibo, get out of Jiang Muye 737, hey, it's very creative." ”

"Hmm...... Seven is my lucky number, 737 is easy to pronounce, right? An Xiaoxiao's bright eyes blinked, and she was particularly playful.

“…… So you want me to fuck off? Jiang Muye raised his eyebrows: "Do I have to follow your wishes?" ”

An Xiaoxiao bowed her head: "You provoked me first......"

Jiang Muye flicked her forehead with his fingers: "I really can't do anything about you!" That tone was inexplicably indulgent.

An Xiaoxiao touched his forehead, her face turned red, Jiang Muye let go of her hand with a low laugh and said, "Go ahead." ”

An Xiaoxiao nodded and quickly ran out of the door, and when she arrived at the door, she suddenly remembered, so she simply mustered up the courage to ask: "Makino, ...... you There's no cheating, right? ”

"Cheating?" Jiang Muye asked: "What is the derailment?" What does this mean? ”

With the idea of being afraid of making trouble again, Jiang Muye asked wisely.

An Xiaoxiao remembered that he didn't even know the meaning of the spare tire, and estimated that the word cheating was also new to him, so he simply explained: "It means betrayal." ”

Jiang Muye frowned: "No, the word betrayal, like divorce, cannot appear in my marriage." ”

Hearing his solemn tone, An Xiaoxiao nodded: "I'll believe you once." After saying that, he quickly disappeared at the door with a proud face.

Jiang Muye hooked the corners of his lips and laughed, looked down at his wrist, and sure enough, it was the watch that was to blame.

……

The night was deep, and in a dimly lit secret room, there sat a man dressed in black who could not distinguish between men and women, and he looked at the blackened surveillance screen in front of him, and his eyes shot a vicious light.

"Jiang Muye, do you think you can play me like this?" The voice coming out of the voice changer was dull and obscure, and it was extremely unpleasant.

He took his phone and sneered at the names of several people in the communication.

What is a soldier who surrenders without a fight?

"I have studied the Chinese Art of War more thoroughly than you!" The man slammed his phone on the table, and there was another cold laugh.

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