Bizarre Love

Chapter 140 Dare to want it (1)

Clean and simple.

However, Meng Ting never told him that in fact, he was handsome and handsome when he had silver hair, but his short black hair looked a bit fierce. But even though it was fierce, there was an indescribable feeling.

Jiang Ren is not very handsome, unlike the popular handsome men, his appearance is too strong and cold, so he is not very outstanding.

Compared with her being quietly watched in the crowd, his handsomeness is much more restrained.

But Meng Ting looked at him now, and even thought he was handsome.

The haunted house was eerie, but no "ghost" dared to come over for a long time.

Meng Ting heaved a sigh of relief, finally caught him, this time he was not allowed to leave, otherwise she would be really angry.

Seeing that Jiang Ren didn't speak, but just stared at the scarf, Meng Ting said embarrassedly, "I don't know how to weave it, so don't hold it against me." She smiled and said, "I'll give it to you."

Jiang Ren hugged her hand and let go.

Lowering his eyes, he took off the scarf and brought it back to her again.

Meng Ting looked at him puzzled, feeling that he was not in the right mood, and gently tugged at his sleeve: "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Ren didn't answer this question. Seeing that she wasn't afraid anymore, he whispered, "Happy birthday."

She was very happy, nodded, and said in a sweet voice: "Is there a gift?"

"Put it outside."

"I don't want that." She said seriously, "I want to change it, can I change it?"

Seeing that he should not, she stretched out her hand with blushing cheeks: "Hug me."

Her pretty appearance was reflected in his eyes, Meng Ting's eyes were very bright, as if they were full of starlight. It made it difficult for him to breathe, but his eyes became colder. Up to now, Jiang Ren can hardly tell whether he is in pain seeing her, or it is more painful to see her.

He said, "Only that."

His tone was indifferent, and the arms that protected her loosened.

At the foot of the haunted house, there is a dense green light, and white steam is sprayed from time to time.

She thought he would be happy, but his eyes were colder than the severe winter. Suddenly, I thought it was snowing again this winter.

The pinkness of her fair cheeks faded.

Those clear and lingling eyes were sad and puzzled, and the little hand was also put down.

"I'll ask the staff to take you out." Jiang Ren didn't look at her, took out the phone with a calm expression, and ordered a few words.

After a while, the person in charge will take her out of here with lights, and the staff who play ghosts will not jump out to scare her or look at her curiously.

Before meeting Jiang Ren, Meng Ting actually didn't know how to act like a baby.

Zeng Yujie is a hard-working single mother. It was very hard to raise her daughter alone. In her early years, she worked as a textile worker in a factory stitch by stitch. Later, I had the idea to work alone to make my family better off.

Meng Ting was very obedient when he came back from school. After finishing his homework, he would help his mother sweep the floor and beat Zeng Yujie's shoulders.

Not to mention Shu's father, raising three children is even more difficult, and even if there is anything, Meng Ting will solve it by himself.

Facing the current Jiang Ren, she has worked hard to learn to act like a baby.

But he was like a piece of ice that couldn't be covered, and he didn't move at all. When he hugged her just now, Meng Ting felt his heartbeat, which was obviously fast, but now he coldly called someone to take her away.

She stood where she was, and couldn't understand him for the first time.

The person in charge quickly came in with a flashlight, and said to Meng Wenming: "Miss, I will take you out, don't worry, don't be afraid, the ghosts here are all pretended by the staff." mild.

Jiang Ren stood still from the beginning to the end.

It seems that he intends to watch her go with others.

She raised her eyes to look at him, and her eyes met. He didn't move his eyes, but he didn't move at all.

Meng Ting bit her lip, she looked at Jiang Ren: "Can you take me out?"

Jiang Ren wanted to laugh for a moment.

He took her out? Now is not the night when she was drunk, no matter how dark the haunted house is, as long as she can see, she can see that his walking posture is different from ordinary people.

Limp, how embarrassed.

He also really smiled: "I used to chase you, now it's your turn to miss me?"

This is hard to say. It's not a good thing to hear.

Any arrogant girl can't bear it, but she is not arrogant. Sometimes feelings are a matter between two people. Jiang Ren kept chasing after him, she should have moved closer to him, besides, she didn't know what kind of injury Jiang endured, so she was worried.

So even though Meng Ting was sad, he still nodded his head and said in a sweet voice, "Well, I can't bear you, so don't leave, okay?"

She stepped forward, not walking with the person in charge, and held his hand.

His knuckles are distinct, with the unique coldness of winter.

"Take me out, Jiang Ren." She looked up at him, obedient and expectant.

Who is willing to say a bad word?

The small hand in the palm was slender and warm, and he squeezed her hand tightly, so hard that it hurt a little.

"Okay." Jiang Ren's tone was cold and desolate.

Meng Ting looked over in surprise, and met a pair of red eyes.

He was ill.

Meng Ting didn't have time to be surprised, and didn't understand why Jiang Ren got sick when he didn't do anything.

It is obvious that he cannot control this disease when his emotions are extreme.

But the next second she understood.

The boy held her almost firmly and pulled her forward. The veins on the back of his hands were bulging, his face was expressionless, and he strode forward.

Pull her forward at a speed that she can't keep up with.

No matter what, he took her away with a disheartened attitude.

The faster the speed, the more obvious the deformity of his foot.

Even though she stumbled, she walked normally. And he...

Meng Ting's eyes lowered and fell on his obviously problematic right leg. For a moment, she could only hear her own heavy heartbeat, again and again, with pain in the tip of her heart.

He held her hand tightly, as if not allowing her to escape.

The person in charge and the staff in the dark were stunned.

The person in charge didn't dare to follow, the staff didn't know, but he knew that this person was Young Master Jiang from Junyang. Friends of their boss. Now the situation doesn't look good.

There is no sunshine outside, because it is cold winter, and there are faint clouds in the sky.

However, when he came out, he still saw the dazzling light.

Because it is Christmas Eve, there are many apples sold in the playground, and the exquisite packaging is very beautiful.

He stopped, panting heavily, the cold air piercing into his lungs, colder than the snow last winter. He let go of her hand.

Jiang Ren looked back at her, but his tone was unexpectedly calm: "Have you seen it? Have you seen enough?"

She stared at him with tears in her eyes.

"So what do you want from me?" He wanted to shout out, what do you want from me! What else can he do!

He couldn't hold back the sky-shattering in his heart anymore, Jiang Ren raised her chin, and shouted: "What else do you want, just say it! I will give you everything, do you dare to ask for it?"