Chapter 714 My Wolf Friend (52)
Finally, Jiang Tang retracted his hand, turned his head and buried his head in his soft belly.
Well...
So comfortable.
When I was in prison, I never dreamed that one day I would be able to sleep on such a comfortable bed.
This time, Jiang Tang slept very comfortably.
But when she opened her eyes the next morning, Lang Jiuchao was gone.
The pillow beneath her head turned into a pillow, and the quilt covered her tightly.
If she hadn't woken up once last night, she might have thought she had dreamed last night.
Ha...
Ran away.
Jiang Tang tied up his long hair and walked out of bed barefoot and opened the curtain.
The dazzling sunlight poured in, and Jiang Tang couldn't help but squint his eyes. He took a while to adjust before slowly opening them.
Opposite, downstairs of Xinghua Group, there is still a row of official cars parked.
Throughout the day today, Jiang Tang was still sitting in front of the window, staring at the movement in front of the Xinghua Group.
Pretty much the same as yesterday.
Boss Dong goes to work in the afternoon and gets off work around 6:15.
The only difference from yesterday was that there was another person beside him. It was too far away to see clearly. It should be a young man. He got into the car with Dong Zhenxiong and left the company.
I still eat takeout in the evening, watch TV shows after dinner, and go to bed at nine o'clock.
Now Jiang Tang was cautious, locked the window, and then opened the curtain of the window halfway.
Around one o'clock in the morning.
A black shadow appeared outside the window. He gently pulled the window and found that the window did not move at all.
The black figure made a movement and realized that the window was locked, but the curtain was not completely closed. In the dimly lit room, a bulge could be clearly seen in the quilt on the bed.
The black shadow made no movement, climbing on the eighth floor, motionless, like a ghost.
At this moment, Jiang Tang, who was lying on his side, slowly opened his eyes and listened motionlessly to the movement outside the window.
After a while, the movement disappeared.
Five minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Jiang Tang got up and walked to the door, but did not open the door.
"Jiang Tang."
There was a noise outside the door.
he called lowly.
The voice was low and hoarse, with almost inaudible grievance.
"Sorry, please open the door."
Like an abandoned puppy, just listening to the tone of his voice sounded like the strings of a piano being plucked, so sincere.
Jiang Tang sighed helplessly and opened the door.
At the door, a tall man stood opposite with his head lowered. Jiang Tang could see his ears, which were almost close to his head.
Under the corridor light, Lang Jiuchao slowly raised his head, his slightly pale handsome face silently approached, his green eyes full of attachment.
He walked in slowly, his hands hanging by his sides, his tall and slender body bent down, his head gently and carefully leaning on Jiang Tang's shoulder, and rubbing it.
Jiang Tang stood still when suddenly, a man whispered in his ear.
"Jiang Tang, I miss you."
It was like plucking the strings of a cello, with a soft and deep hoarseness that made the ears feel numb and the whole body could not help but tremble.
The man is good-looking, has a nice voice, has a gentle personality, and understands Jiang Tang's weaknesses.
Realizing that Jiang Tang was angry and aggressive, he was bound to gain Jiang Tang's forgiveness in one fell swoop.
Really, it's extremely shameful to be clever.
No kneeling on the washboard, no sleeping on the sofa, no shopping.
Just two simple sentences.
sorry.
I miss you.
Jiang Tang relented. Forgiveness was not that difficult.
Lang Jiuchao didn't do anything wrong.
He was just afraid. If Jiang Tang didn't give in, the two of them would just waste each other's friendship over meaningless things.
(End of chapter)