Chapter 59 Chapter 59 Leather-clad legs are so nice to touch
Jiang Chongyan had Coke and Sprite at his feet.
Two huge fat dogs had leashes tied around their necks and were held in his hands.
The owner had a blank expression on his face and was dressed in black, as if he was going to walk on the catwalk, but the two dogs were very cheerful, panting with their tongues hanging out. They seemed to have lost some weight, and their weight loss efforts had some success.
Poor fat dog. Losing weight must be tough.
But he's definitely too fat. His owner may seem aloof, but he's actually quite soft-hearted. He's raised him since he was little, feeding him whenever he's hungry, and the more he feeds, the fatter he gets. He also doesn't like to hear people call his dog fat; he gets stern when they do.
There is no other way but to eat less and run more to lose weight.
He stepped on his boots and walked step by step to a black car downstairs.
Xin Tong remembers this car.
On the night when He Xiangrong was kicked into the police station, Jiang Chongyan drove this car to take her home.
A very ordinary Mercedes-Benz.
It was pitch black, without any decorations or anything else. The kind that few people would notice when driving on the road.
Xin Tong felt that there was a reason Jiang Chongyan had never revealed his identity as a member of the Jiang family in all his years of dancing. If she were to tell anyone that this ordinary Mercedes-Benz worth hundreds of thousands of yuan was Jiang Chongyan's car, everyone in the circle would probably laugh at her and ask if she had lost her mind.
Not only does he drive an ordinary and low-key car, he even rides a bicycle more often than he drives a car.
This has nothing to do with hiding your identity.
It's just his personality.
…
The two dogs got in the trunk.
Jiang Chongyan got into the car wearing sunglasses.
Looks like he's getting ready to go out.
Xin Tong got back into his Aston Martin, stepped on the accelerator, and followed leisurely.
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When the car in front stopped, Xin Tong looked around and was a little surprised.
Here, she has been.
It was the small park by the river where she walked insomniac the night she returned from Japan.
It was also here that I met Jiang Chongyan.
Today is Friday, a weekday morning, there are few people around, and the surrounding area is still quiet and leisurely.
There was no cold ice-blue moonlight like that night. The sun was shining warmly, the breeze was gentle, the river was winding, and the unknown little flowers on the roadside were swaying.
Beside the stream was a quiet, deserted park, and further down, a large lawn. There were vaguely a few people lounging around, laying out picnic mats, wasting the day.
Xin Tong unbuckled her seat belt and saw a man getting out of a Mercedes-Benz in front of her.
There was no one around on the lawn, so the leashes were untied and the two silly dogs ran around like crazy.
The man sat lazily on the lawn, his elbows propped up behind him, one leg bent and the other resting. A stream flowed slowly before him, its ripples reflecting scattered sunlight.
Sunglasses blocked his face.
He still pursed his lips, his golden hair hanging down, and sat there alone.
Two dogs were running around happily, and the owner in the middle was wearing a leather jacket, sunglasses and looked like an expressionless gangster killer.
The atmosphere on both sides seemed to be separated by a huge chasm.
After a while, Xin Tong suddenly saw the man move.
He pulled a small package from his pocket.
It seemed to be wrapped in a plastic bag, rolled up in a ball. He lowered his head, slowly unwrapped it with his slender fingers, then pulled it off bit by bit and ate it in small bites.
“…”
Xin Tong was shocked.
Can she tell? She has known the young master for almost two months and has never seen him eat on his own initiative.
Even at a proper meal, he'd only eat for a few moments before putting down his chopsticks. He only had one meal a day, with a carbonated drink constantly beside him. His sleep and sleep patterns were chaotic, and he was used to going hungry. I don't know how he managed to grow so tall despite his appetite.
But now he is eating snacks in addition to meals!
He eats very slowly.
Plucking it off bit by bit and chewing it politely.
His expression didn't show that he enjoyed the food very much. He was clearly in a position where he could eat it or not, but he was still eating it slowly.
Xin Tong stared for a while and finally couldn't bear it anymore.
She stepped forward.
The two silly dogs saw her from a distance, and after a moment's reaction, they recognized her and excitedly jumped onto her legs. She stared at Jiang Chongyan intently and walked towards him step by step.
She stood, her head bowed. The man slowly raised his eyes.
——Their eyes met.
Then there was deathly silence.
After several seconds, Jiang Chongyan blinked as if waking from a dream, his chest heaving, and the plastic bag in his hand made a noise as he unconsciously grabbed it.
He lowered his eyes again, his voice low and hoarse.
"Why are you here?"
Xin Tong stared at the plastic bag in his hand, her curiosity reaching its peak.
She answered irrelevantly, "What are you eating?"
"..." Jiang Chongyan seemed a little embarrassed. He grabbed the plastic bag with his right hand and put it to his side. He turned his face away and said in a cold voice, "I asked you first."
Xin Tong was like a deaf person, "What are you eating?"
"It's none of your business."
The eldest young master's face turned a little cold.
Xin Tong knelt on the lawn in front of him and reached out to grab the plastic bag in his hand.
"!" Jiang Chongyan was startled by the woman's sudden action, and then he reacted instantly. He quickly grabbed her wrist with his big hand and subdued her with just a little force.
Xin Tong was clamped but still refused to give up, so she changed her hand and continued to grab.
Jiang Chongyan frowned and reached out to grab the man, causing him to lose balance and fall forward into his arms unexpectedly.
He could only lean back and try to distance himself from the woman.
His hands were restrained, and the person in his arms was still twisting and turning like a caterpillar, shouting, "What the hell is this? Let me see, I want to eat it too! Jiang Chongyan, you stingy guy!"
Jiang Chongyan couldn't stand it anymore.
——"Can you, a woman, have some sense of boundaries?"
Xin Tong was pressed into his arms, and her hair was messed up from struggling.
Hearing this, he looked up and glared at him.
"I have no sense of boundaries, so stay away from me."
"Why did you hit my ex-boyfriend the other night?"
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Jiang Chongyan was speechless for a moment.
Even through his sunglasses, one could see his bright black eyes. He was holding his breath, choking and unable to utter a word.
Taking advantage of the few seconds when he was stunned, Xin Tong pulled out his hand, aimed at the plastic bag, and snatched it away.
What hits you is the sweet fragrance of honey.
Small pieces of soft and crumbly pastry with a golden crispy bottom and a layer of white sesame seeds sprinkled on top.
Xin Tong was stunned.
She raised her eyes to look at him.
Jiang Chongyan looked extremely stern in his black leather jacket, his small silver earrings swaying slightly, and his golden hair shining brightly in the sun.
He sat there, his palms on the ground, his face turned away.
Only a sharp and stiff profile was left for her.
A few seconds later, a man's low, hoarse voice rang out, admitting word by word:
“…I’m eating the honey buns my grandma made.”
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Xin Tong has been laughing for almost ten seconds.
She sat on the lawn next to Jiang Chongyan, Kele wagging his tail beside her, asking her to hold him. She hugged the dog, burying her head in the soft fur on the back of its neck, and laughed so hard that her whole body was shaking.
The eldest young master stood up without saying a word, put red leashes on the two dogs, turned around and grabbed them, ready to leave.
Xin Tong pulled the rope again, "I was wrong. I won't laugh anymore. I'm sorry."
The tall and big man stood there, holding the rope in his hand, with his back turned and not looking at her.
Xin Tong sat down and looked up at him.
The two people pulled the two ends of the red rope at each other, and neither of them let go.
After a period of silence, Xin Tong apologized sincerely:
"I was really wrong."
"I didn't expect you to be so cute."
“…”
This apology is worse than no apology.
It had a completely counterproductive effect.
Jiang Chongyan stiffened his body, stretched out his long legs, and walked forward without hesitation, pulling the leash. He was tall and strong, and with a little force in his hands, he pulled the two medium-sized dogs back.
But the next second, Coke bit the rope around his neck.
Then he stood between the two of them and barked loudly twice.
Sprite also sat down and didn't move, throwing a tantrum on the ground.
Neither dog wanted to walk and rolled around covered in grass.
A man and two dogs were confronting each other in a tug of war.
Finally, the master rarely gave up, hung his head, and threw away the rope in his hand.
Standing there, motionless.
Xin Tong sat down and rubbed against his feet, reaching up to pull the side of his leather jacket, trying to pull him to sit down.
The man didn't move.
Xin Tong couldn't pull it off for a long time, and she became unhappy and withdrew her hand.
She was sitting, he was standing, and the height in front of her eyes was just the same as his thighs. Her eyes fell on his trousers, and immediately attracted new attention, staring all the way down at the black boots that were so close to her.
As she watched, she reached out and touched his calves twice.
Thin and long. Strong.
Finally, she reached her fingers into the opening of his boot from top to bottom, and with difficulty inserted a small finger between the boot and the leg, scratching it back and forth.
——The next second, his wrist was immediately grabbed.
He raised his head and met the man's angry eyes.
"you."
Jiang Chongyan's eyes flickered, and he pinched her wrist in anger.
"...You always do this at times like this!"
Xin Tong looked up at him.
He lowered his head again and looked at his legs.
"What's this like?"
"You're always standing, and it's tiring for me to look up at you. All I can do is stare at your legs."
After saying that, he added,
"Why are you in such a hurry? I haven't touched any important parts yet."
She still had one free hand, and it was about to reach his thigh - Jiang Chongyan's pupils shrank, and he shook off her hand. In the end, he could only sit down in anger and frustration.
"That's good." Xin Tong was satisfied. "If you had sat down earlier, I wouldn't have been seduced by your legs, right?"
Jiang Chongyan sometimes really wants time to go back, to two months ago.
If he hadn't gone to Yu Chengjin's villa in San Francisco that day, would he never have met this woman?
The grass is soft and the breeze is gentle.
Today's sunshine is warm but not glaring, and it brings a cozy warmth.
In the autumn wind, beside the river, the leaves on the bank withered, turning red and yellow, fluttering down onto the water and then carried away by the gurgling water.
Jiang Chongyan stared at the shimmering river surface.
There was a rare moment of silence between the two of them.
The lake is bathed in autumn colors, the grass is covered with dew, and two dogs are lazily lying at my feet.
Jiang Chongyan suddenly felt like a fallen leaf. Once vibrant and green on a branch, it fell into the river, lifeless from that moment on. Wherever the water led, it went. Life had only one direction: inescapable, immersing itself in despair.
It's so unfair.
He thought silently.
"Why on earth did you come here today?" He suddenly spoke after a moment of silence.
A rustling sound slowly arose nearby. Xin Tong lay on the lawn with her eyes closed, feeling quite comfortable. Her hand slowly stroked Sprite, from head to tail, and made the dog feel comfortable too. The man and the dog lay there peacefully.
After several seconds, she opened her eyes, sat up lazily, and looked at him.
"He doesn't answer the phone, doesn't reply to text messages, and doesn't even go to his own house."
"Why have you been avoiding me these past few days? That's why I came to see you today."
Xin Tong moved closer and looked at each other.
"Why did you hit Liang Luoming that night?"
"What exactly happened between you two?"
The young master had his back to her, looking a little frail and stubborn.
He seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end he said nothing.
After a few seconds he suddenly said in a muffled voice.
"Why don't you ask him?"
"I thought you were busy. One moment your ex-boyfriend wants to get back together, the next moment you're being escorted by five men at a nightclub. How did you find time to come here and watch me walk my dog?"
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Xin Tong narrowed her eyes and heard something wrong.
She was actually a little interested at this time.
"You really don't want to tell me?"
The man had his back to her and said nothing.
The back of his head was round, with a beautiful curve, and it looked good with his hair down. With his back to the sunlight, his golden hair seemed dazzling and almost transparent in the sun, like the holy light of an angel.
Xin Tong looked at it for a few seconds.
Suddenly he said regretfully, "Okay. If you don't want to say it, forget it."
Xin Tong has plans to travel and relax this weekend. She wants to book a farm stay in a rural village in the neighboring province to spend a relaxing weekend and see if she can catch the Orionid meteor shower.
The luggage is loaded into the car, just waiting to set off.
So she couldn't continue to tangle with Jiang Chongyan like this, but she also wanted to solve this problem completely before leaving, so she spoke bluntly:
"I'm going to Qingfeng City, Tang Province to watch the meteor shower later."
"Would you like to come with me?"
Jiang Chongyan seemed to be surprised that she would suddenly say this. He turned around and looked at her, with a rare look of confusion on his fierce face.
This invitation was too direct. It didn't mention relaxing or staying at a farm stay, it only mentioned a meteor shower.
Invite a single male of the same age to watch the meteor shower with you.
What does this mean?
Jiang Chongyan lowered his head and pursed his lips. After a long while, he turned his head away abruptly and uttered two words of rejection.
"No."
Xin Tong nodded.
So the next second he stood up, patted the grass off his body, took two sips of Coke and Sprite, turned around and left.
Jiang Chongyan stood there alone, watching the white Aston Martin drive away in disbelief.
…She actually just left like that!
The eldest young master clenched his fists, frowned, and looked extremely ugly.
After a few seconds, he suddenly stood up, took the two dogs into the car with a serious face, stepped on the accelerator, and followed him on the road.
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