Chapter 20 Chapter 20 A small thin waist

"What!!!"

Xin Tong felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave, and her brain seemed to be stunned as if she had been hit by a club.

It's over.

These words echoed in my mind.

This time it's real.

Her "what" was so loud and her tone was so panicked that the air around her was completely silent, and the two people next to her looked at her.

Chen asked, "Do you know him?"

Xin Tong immediately shouted, "I don't know him!"

After she finished shouting, she felt it was too obvious, so she closed her mouth out of fear. Sure enough, the next second she found that Jiang Chongyan was hugging his arms, slightly narrowing his eyes, staring at her without blinking.

She tried desperately to calm herself. Should she use Chen Wen's bathroom? But who knew how long Liang Luoming would stay? She pinched her thigh to stay awake, but after a long time, she felt nothing. She looked down and realized her hands were shaking like Parkinson's disease.

A light sneer came from the other side.

"Since you have a guest, I'll leave first."

The voice is lazy, with a downward ending and no drag.

After saying the last word, the man stood up with a grim look on his face.

Xin Tong reacted instantly.

"Then I'll leave first."

She followed Jiang Chongyan closely.

Jiang Chongyan opened the door, and Xin Tong secretly stretched his neck to take a look outside.

I happened to see a man standing outside the door.

Wearing black clothes, a mask, a hat and sunglasses, wrapped tightly and fully armed, this is the classic celebrity's anti-paparazzi outfit.

I haven't seen him for several years, and my ex has become very successful and is now completely different from before.

Xin Tong quickly retracted her neck.

Her heart was beating like a drum, and she huddled tremblingly behind the tall blond man.

The distance between them was only a few centimeters that was dangerously close. The moment Xin Tong got close to him, she smelled the familiar and pleasant scent of Jiang Chongyan's perfume.

Social distance was suddenly broken, and the close contact made my heart beat faster. Just by looking down, I could see a narrow waist beneath a broad back, and a thin silver chain around it.

At such a critical and tense moment, Xin Tong suddenly lost his focus.

She held her breath.

She felt a little dizzy.

Dizzy hormones.

Xin Tong lowered her head obediently and huddled behind the man.

Blinking, he forced himself to look away.

After two seconds, she involuntarily turned her head back and stared at the man's lower back.

Finally, he tentatively stretched out his fingers and gently pulled the waist chain.

The wrinkles on her clothes rolled up, revealing a small part of her slender waist.

The metal object shook and collided, swaying and sticking loosely to the skin on my lower back.

Her heart was beating wildly, and she suddenly retracted her hand as if stimulated.

So cold.

...So cool.

…

Jiang Chongyan is 1.88 meters tall, with a thin body but broad shoulders and a large frame.

If you look from the front, you can't tell that there is a person hiding behind it.

Liang Luoming stood at the door, a moment of surprise in his eyes.

He didn't seem to expect anyone to come out.

And... Liang Luoming paused, he was still a tall blond man.

The man had a three-dimensional figure, sharp brow bones, and a very outstanding appearance. Liang Luoming's first reaction was that he was a celebrity.

But then I immediately remembered that this was in Chen Wen’s personal studio, and the people there were most likely people working in the fashion industry.

But no matter which one it was, Liang Luoming knew that he had definitely never seen him.

The two men's eyes met for a brief moment.

"Uh..." Chen Wen looked at the man and woman huddled together at the door like conjoined twins, feeling a little confused. He hesitantly said to Liang Luoming, "Mr. Liang is here. Please come in. My previous guest is about to leave."

Upon hearing this, Liang Luoming nodded generously, stood still and stretched out his hand.

"Liang Luoming, nice to meet you."

But he didn't expect that the blond man in front of him didn't even look at the hand he extended.

Her brows were stern and she stared at his face expressionlessly for a few seconds.

He scanned his entire body again.

Finally, he pursed his lips, put his hands in his pockets, and walked away without looking back.

“…” Liang Luoming was left there, his hands still hanging in the air, frowning slightly.

*

Jiang Chongyan walked out about ten meters and turned the corner.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the woman who was curled up in front of his chest and looking back furtively.

The evil woman happened to be hiding behind him when he opened the door.

However, when he passed Liang Luoming, he jumped in front of him from the side like a rabbit, using his body to block the way, and just exchanged positions.

Jiang Chongyan looked at this outgoing woman who used him as a shield with a dark face, and he could no longer tolerate it.

"Where did you learn to be invisible?"

"Uh-huh."

Xin Tong responded perfunctorily, huddled in front of him, clung to his arm, stretched her neck to look back, and was still carefully confirming whether Liang Luoming had entered the room.

The next second, the man grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her away.

"what!"

Xin Tong was ruthlessly pushed several steps away by him, and there was a social distance between the two of them.

"Hmph." The eldest lady snorted and crossed her arms. "If I could become invisible, I would go to your house tonight to watch you take a bath and broadcast it live for the whole country to see."

These words were too frivolous. She looked at the man in front of her and his expression suddenly changed. His brows lowered and he pursed his lips.

He seemed angry again.

"What's your relationship with that person?"

"Who?" Xin Tong was a little confused.

Jiang Chongyan had no expression on his face.

"The one dressed all in black looks like he's going to steal a dog."

"He's not even as tall as me."

"He thinks he's very popular, and he's wrapped up like a dumpling, but in fact, no one pays attention to him."

"...Wait, wait." Xin Tong had never heard Jiang Chongyan talk so much before, and was a little confused. "Are you talking about Liang Luoming?"

She hummed and stammered, unable to speak.

Combined with her reaction just now when she heard that person's name, and the way she was hiding and unwilling to meet him, anyone could guess about 70% of the answer.

She is known for her lust and flirtiness. She is a well-known wealthy female client in the male model circle, a frequent visitor to clubs, and has countless ex-boyfriends.

What’s the big deal if you have a few close male friends to whom you owe a debt of love?

Jiang Chongyan stared at the hesitant woman in front of him and sneered.

…

Xin Tong thought about it and decided that since she was planning to ask for □□'s favor again, she had to maintain a good relationship with Jiang Chongyan, and it would be best if they could become friends.

She decided to tell the truth and tell him that it was her ex-boyfriend, but she had just said the word "ex-".

"Not interested."

Was suddenly interrupted.

"?"

When she raised her head again, she could only see the indifferent back of the man in front of her as he turned and walked away.

…Xin Tong widened her eyes.

He was the one asking, and he was the one not listening.

Who can tell her how to guess what this young master is thinking?

It is autumn in Wucheng.

The streets are lined with plane trees, whose trunks are tall and straight, and whose golden leaves flutter in the wind, making a rustling sound like broken sunlight swung by a goldfish's tail.

Xin Tong stepped on a layer of golden sycamore leaves and chased after him.

Jiang Chongyan is tall and walks fast, like a gust of wind.

Xin Tong trotted behind.

"Well, Master Jiang, how are you doing recently?"

The streets are quiet and the houses along the road are neatly arranged.

The air is fresh, the sky is high and bright, and the earth is moist and sticky. Autumn has truly arrived.

The shadows of two people, one tall and one short, fell on the golden carpet of fallen leaves on the roadside.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"How's your health lately?"

"Are you going to dance practice later? Are you busy? Are you tired?"

She chirped, gliding beside the man like a nimble bird in the spring fields. But the man in front of her didn't slow down at all. Xin Tong was so focused on getting close to him that she didn't notice the low steps beneath her feet. With a scream, her eyes widened, and she fell forward.

The next second, I bumped into an embrace with a light woody fragrance and slightly dampness.

A strong arm stretched across her body, holding her shoulders and steadily catching her falling body.

The warm breath was very close to her face, and she could almost instantly feel the scent of an adult male coming towards her.

Hot and passionate pheromones.

Her mind went blank for a moment, and she looked up in a daze.

I saw a golden, curled sycamore leaf floating in the air, and with the sound of my heartbeat, it fell between the two people's overlapping bodies.

…

Xin Tong was as stiff as someone with Alzheimer's disease, and she was grabbing the man's arm with lingering fear.

I said to myself, "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death."

Before she could recover from the shock, she was pushed away by the man.

The sycamore leaves slowly fell down as the man moved and disappeared.

"Are you stupid?"

"Why are you running after me?"

Jiang Chongyan looked down at the high heels on her feet and frowned.

"Didn't I give you a pair of sneakers before?"

"A skirt looks good with high heels today."

Xin Tong glared at him and retorted confidently, "Don't you dress up every day, wearing necklaces, earrings, bracelets, and gold, silver, copper, and iron, like a junk collector?"

“…” The man became even angrier, his dark eyes darkened, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he simply turned and left.

Xin Tong then remembered that she was trying to please the other person, but she accidentally made him angry. She quickly followed him with her flexibility.

"Where are you going? I'll take you there."

"No need." The tone was so cold that it seemed to freeze.

"Where did you park? Is it convenient? My car is right in front, very close, really, I'll give you a ride."

Jiang Chongyan didn't even turn his head, and his tall figure disappeared around the corner.

Xin Tong paused. Okay, this time she was really leaving.

She swung her bag onto her back and exhaled.

The weather was beautiful. It had just rained, and now the sun was shining brightly. A string of tiny raindrops, about to fall, hung from the tangled black power lines not far away. In a corner of the bright, pale blue sky, a tiny rainbow appeared.

Xin Tong has a leisurely attitude towards life, like "I'll take a walk even if the sky falls."

The first twenty years of her life were free of worries. Born into a wealthy family, the only daughter was a favored child, and she had plenty of time to enjoy life and do what she loved.

During many drunken nights, she believed in living for the moment.

Once you have a goal, just do it boldly and smile even if you are scolded.

If you fail, just look at the rainbow on the roadside, and then go home and order some muscular men to watch a striptease.

Tomorrow is another new day.

Xin Tong hummed a song as she walked to her pink Rolls-Royce, opened the door and got in.

Before I fastened my seat belt, I caught a glimpse of a figure flying past in the rearview mirror.

Her eyes widened in surprise.

——A man riding a bicycle flew past her car door.

The young boy held the handlebars, his forearms showing smooth muscle lines, winding blue veins, and three red bracelets tied around his wrists.

The golden hair on her forehead was blown up by the wind, her face was expressionless, and the corners of her clothes fluttered freely behind her like a butterfly in a storm.

The wheels spun rapidly, and he left like the wind without even looking at her.

…

Xin Tong stared blankly at the man's receding back.

...Is this his car?

Xin Tong has rarely seen people riding bicycles in her life, let alone the second generation of the same circle around her. They have so many drivers at home that they can’t keep up with the demands, and they drive luxury sports cars one after another.

In her subconscious, a famous family like the Jiang family should be as ostentatious as possible.

She suddenly remembered the car Jiang Chongyan drove to the police station last time. It wasn't a luxury car, and the color was also low-key, which seemed completely inconsistent with his personality.

Xin Tong had a hunch. She felt that although Jiang Chongyan owned the car, he definitely didn't drive it often. On the contrary, he probably rode a bicycle frequently.

This person is really special.

Xin Tong couldn't help but wonder, I'm already 23, but why do I still feel like an 18-year-old boy?

…

She stepped on the accelerator and drove forward.

The road was smooth. After turning right and passing the blind spot, a black car suddenly appeared out of nowhere, parking horizontally in the middle of the road.

“Oh my god!”

The road was narrow, and she reacted quickly within a second and turned the steering wheel sharply. The Rolls-Royce rushed all the way to the side of the road and directly crashed through the guardrail on the side of the road, making a loud crashing noise.

The seatbelt was pulling tightly against her chest, and she almost slammed herself against the steering wheel, her soul trembling. From the loud crash just now, it was obvious that the headlights must have been shattered.

Xin Tong got angry all of a sudden.

She unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the car angrily, walked to the black car, and was about to curse.

The next second, the car door suddenly opened, and two strong men in black clothes and masks got out. They were extremely fast, and everything happened in just two seconds. Xin Tong had no time to react before a dirty rag covered her mouth and nose. Her eyes suddenly became dark, and her body fell limply.