Chapter 715 My Wolf Friend (53)
So, Jiang Tang reached out and rubbed his head.
Under the curly hair, the man has deep, delicate and beautiful eyebrows, and a pair of deep green eyes, like a pool of water, hiding a whirlpool in the dark, inadvertently sucking you in, and you don't even have the strength to struggle.
Jiang Tang said nothing and stretched out his hand to hold him.
The man wanted to hide, but was grabbed by brute force. He stumbled and fell directly into the room.
Bang.
The door closed behind him.
He tried his best to put his nails on the palm of his hand, not daring to touch Jiang Tang at all.
Unable to break away, Jiang Tang allowed him to pull him to the bed, and then he was pressed hard on the bed.
The soft quilt surrounded him, and he opened his eyes with confusion.
"Jiang Tang."
"Stop talking!"
The girl is fierce, her voice is soft but full of momentum.
Lang Jiuchao stopped moving.
He watched Jiang Tang press down, and the next second, the soft lips on his lips felt cold.
The green eyes widened, at a loss.
The body is stiff and motionless.
It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like only a moment. Those soft lips left, taking away all the sweetness.
Lang Jiuchao could hardly bear it and stretched out his arms to hug her.
Jiang Tang pressed his chest and said condescendingly.
"You don't kiss me, you don't accompany me, what? You don't want me as your partner?"
When Lang Jiuchao heard this, he shook his head crazily.
How could you not! Jiang Tang is his life, no, even if he doesn't want his life, he still wants her!
But he couldn't express it. This burning emotion was accumulated in his chest, like a volcano about to erupt. It burned him all over and made him feel uncomfortable.
He doesn't understand, and he can't express it. He knows that humans have a way of expressing their feelings. There is a word...what is it called...
It’s called...love...
"Lang Jiuchao."
Jiang Tang interrupted his thoughts, pinched his mouth with his hand, and forced him to show his fangs.
He is the strongest and bravest leader of the werewolf tribe. He has teeth sharper than blades and claws harder than spears.
But he didn't want to show all this to Jiang Tang.
He wanted to turn his head, but didn't want to, and saw the dark color in Jiang Tang's eyes. "Lang Jiuchao, I am not as fragile as you think."
After saying that, she exerted a little force on her hand and heard a click.
Lang Jiuchao's chin was pulled and dislocated by her.
The man frowned in pain, but did not struggle at all.
Jiang Tang pushed hard again to help him reset his jaw.
"Did you see it? It was an accident last time and there won't be another time."
Lang Jiuchao pursed his lips, but Jiang Tang pinched his face with one hand. Her fair face was flattened and rounded by her, and she kissed him one after another, leaving marks on his nose, mouth, chin, and forehead.
Especially the corners of the eyes.
The light was dim, but she could still see the scar clearly.
It looked like it was a recent injury. There was a deep gash across his eyes, completely ruining the beauty of his face.
Jiang Tang was extremely unhappy.
"Who hurt you?"
Lang Jiuchao stretched out his hand, touched the scar at the corner of his eye, and then slowly shook his head.
"The enemy."
"Dong Zhenxiong?"
As soon as Jiang Tang finished speaking, the man's expression instantly became serious.
"You know?"
"Well, this scar was also caused by him?"
Lang Jiuchao didn't want to continue this topic, but Jiang Tang didn't force him.
Men always have their own self-esteem.
She could just secretly avenge him.
"Don't ask, it's dangerous!"
He had a handsome face and was rarely serious.
Jiang Tang smiled.
"I don't ask."
She doesn't ask, she just does it.
(End of chapter)