How did she answer that?

Jiang Chacha wanted to speak and stopped, when he asked this question, for a moment, she really thought about this question from the position of her non-existent "girlfriend".

Since she is a woman, there is no such moral problem.

Damn it! I was almost taken crooked by him.

She closed her eyes and held her chin in her hand, as if she was thinking about the question very seriously.

Cheng Maki looked at him drunkenly, and the corners of his eyes were a little red.

Ginger Cha Cha finally came up with a result.

She looked at him, and stopped talking.

Cheng continued to laugh.

He originally thought that Jiang Chacha would definitely say, "It's okay, I won't let my girlfriend know about it, only the two of us know about it." ”

Then she would comfort him again, saying that it was not his fault, and that they couldn't control it.

She'll be biased towards him.

The truth was as he expected, and Jiang Chacha really comforted him.

She looked like a bodhisattva, as if there was a light of humanity and justice on her body, she was understanding, and reached out and gently patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, "It's okay, my girlfriend, it's very generous, even if she knows, she won't be angry." She's not a narrow-minded, small-bellied person, and we're very affectionate. ”

Hearing "narrow-mindedness" and "small-bellied chicken intestines", the corners of Cheng Ma's slightly raised mouth stiffened significantly.

Cold beer is cold.

Ice hands.

Poured into the throat of beer, bitter and astringent.

Cheap beer really doesn't taste good.

Jiang Chacha continued to comfort him bitterly, "It's okay, the two of us, we are very open-minded, not old-fashioned, just kiss, it's not a big deal, and my girlfriend will definitely understand that it's a misunderstanding, the two of us are fine, she is fine, so young master, you can rest assured." ”

Just kiss it.

It's nothing for the two of us.

She's fine.

Cheng Ma's eyes illuminated by the fireworks gradually darkened again, and something was stirring inside.

He looked at her and smiled obediently, "That's it." ”

The fingers holding the beer can were silently closed, pinched tightly, the reddish fingertips were white, and the cold beer can was still cold.

He stepped back, and the man returned to his place, where he still sat coquettishly, sipping his beer slowly, tasting it, and watching the fireworks in the sky to pass the time.

Fireworks are tireless, taking turns burning in the air with a value that can only exist for a few seconds.

Ginger tea tea is unknown.

She didn't understand that she had comforted him, but he looked calm, and he didn't seem to be happy.

She opened her mouth, but felt that the atmosphere around him was too gloomy, so she closed her mouth, not daring to ask.

So the two sat side by side, quietly and wordlessly enjoying this vast fireworks show.

In summer, fireworks, cold beer, people, and the sparkling lake in front of you that constantly changes color as the smoke flowers bloom endlessly.

Together, these beautiful things turn into wonderful memories.

The wind blew, blowing the snow-white fluff on her hat, sticking to her face, tickling, and she couldn't help but reach out and scratch it.

They didn't end up watching the show.

The reason for this is because it was too late.

If you look at it any further, it's already going to be the next day.

Accompanying Cheng Maki to the parking lot outside the amusement park, Jiang Chacha found that the bodyguards hiding in the corner to protect the young master had appeared one after another, and they appeared next to the car.

Jiang Chacha saw that the bodyguards all waved at her.

Her eyes were shining with joy, especially at night, and she had a lively personality, and people jumped up and waved to them.

In the end, Jiang Chacha planned to take a taxi back, and it was impossible to really ask Cheng Mao to send her back to Qiuhuating.

Seeing that his kindness was tactfully dismissed, Cheng Ma, who was sitting in the car, obviously looked even worse, his eyes were shy, his lips were thin and red, and he glanced at her obediently.

He seemed to be in a worse mood......

Jiang Cha Cha was scared, so she cheered up.

He sat in the air-conditioned car, and was soon covered with a thin blanket by himself, Jin Gui is really Jin Gui.

He is pampered, and his whole body seems to exude nobility.

He delicately placed his hands on his lap and folded them.

He raised his eyelids slightly, and his eyeballs were faint, like ethereal smoke that he couldn't grasp with one hand.

His lips pursed irritably, as if he was suppressing a fire and holding a sullen breath, but he still couldn't help but want to talk to her, and his arrogant eyes couldn't help but fall on her.

"Really not in my car?"