Bizarre Love

Chapter 85: Not Kissing Him (1)

Meng Ting looked at him, under the moonlight, Jiang Ren looked serious and serious, as if she didn't agree to him strangling her to death.

But she had never dated Xu Jia, so why did she break up with Xu Jia.

In Jiang Ren's eyes, her hesitation was reluctance.

His face turned cold.

Meng Ting held back the smile in his eyes, and followed his example, nodding solemnly: "Okay."

She agreed straightforwardly, but Jiang Ren didn't believe it: "You agreed so quickly, you are not bluffing me, right?"

Meng Ting glared at him with watery eyes.

If he wants to be so domineering, he will get angry if he doesn't agree, and doubt if he agrees.

However, she couldn't explain the scene in the snow, so she could only say, "I won't lie to you."

Jiang Ren handed her the phone: "We'll share it now."

Meng Ting: "..."

Jiang Ren sneered: "Why, I really can't bear it."

He is like the old man who forced the little maid to bow his head to salute in the old mansion, with a pair of black pupils, he stared at her coldly: "Do you dare to go back on your word?"

What is Meng Ting regretting? Only now did she know that it took tens of thousands of follow-ups to complete a lie. She had nothing to do with Xu Jia in the first place, is it reasonable to break up now?

The insects chirped softly, and Meng Ting asked in a low voice, "Can I share it by myself tomorrow?"

"What do you think?"

"I think it's very late, maybe everyone is asleep."

Jiang Ren didn't know where to find the landline number of Xu Jia's home, he pressed it and handed it to her. Afraid that she would not answer, he took her hand as if forcing her into prostitution, held her slender fingers and pressed them upwards. He was very strong, and the veins on the back of his hands were jumping. Thinking about it, I couldn't bear it. The white light of the mobile phone illuminated her face, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow.

Meng Ting wanted to cry, but looked at the dialing keypad on the screen. The man was unreasonable, holding her hand and pressing down together.

The signal in the countryside was not very good in those days.

The first time even did not dial.

She looked at Jiang Ren with bright eyes: "Look, if you can't get through, let's call during the day."

Jiang Ren sneered, held her hand, and led her to press it down for the second time. He said coldly: "If you can't get through, just call here all night, and he will pick it up."

He was overbearing beyond words.

Maybe God favors girls like her, so it worked out the second time.

Jiang Ren looked at her without blinking, as if he could strangle her to death whenever she felt reluctant. The moonlight was miserable, and the boy's cheeks were firm and cold. She couldn't help but be afraid of him.

Meng Ting experienced for the first time what it was like to be forced to "break up".

It happened to be Xu Jia who answered the phone.

"Hello?" Xu Jia was pouring tea, holding a tea bag in one hand and answering the phone with the other.

"I'm Meng Ting." Under Jiang Ren's gaze, Meng Ting bit the bullet and spoke.

Xu Jia was surprised and then happy: "I'm Xu Jia, Meng Ting. I haven't seen you for a few days. I asked Uncle Shu today and he said you went to City F. How are you?"

"I'm fine thank you."

Clasped hands on shoulders.

Jiang couldn't take it anymore, what the hell are you talking about, his thin lips moved, his eyes were cold, and he silently reminded her - hurry up.

Meng Ting frowned, his hand was so heavy, it hurt.

But even worse than the pain is the shame. What is she breaking up? Meng Ting said without emotion: "Xu Jia, we are not suitable, let's break up."

The hands on the shoulders froze for a moment.

Before Xu Jia could react, she pressed the hang up button. Xu Jia must have thought she was crazy, and when she thought about it, the whole person was not well.

Jiang Ren looked down at her, but there was no emotion in her black pupils, she said, "Okay, let me go."

Jiang Ren raised his fingers and touched the corners of her eyes: "Why didn't you cry?"

Meng Ting knew that he was ill, so he lost face anyway, so he simply followed him and said, "Because I don't like him."

The hand stopped, and his breathing stopped for a moment.

The next moment, Meng Ting felt his waist tighten, and his whole body flew into the air, spinning around. She couldn't hold back, exclaimed softly, and subconsciously hugged his head. Responding, he braced his shoulders in a panic.

Jiang Ren hugged her waist and lifted her up and turned her around.

Under the starry sky, the young man's presumptuous and hearty laughter was low and deep.

Meng Ting was frightened to death, and slapped him on the shoulder: "Are you crazy? Let me down!"

Jiang Ren buried his face in her waist.

Under the bright yellow shirt, the waist is slender, and the scent of a girl's body overwhelms thousands of pear blossoms in full bloom. He took a deep sniff and smiled purely: "I'm so happy!"

Meng Ting was frightened to death, why is he so strong. She saw that beating him was useless. Gently grabbed his hair, and said angrily: "Let go!"

He was not angry at all and put her down.

After he was happy, he started to go crazy again, held her cheeks, and threatened viciously: "If you dare to play with me, you will be finished."

Meng Ting also felt that she was almost done. She walked around in the air, scared out of her wits.

Is he human? It's a bull!

"Brute Bull" is unreasonable and aggressive, and doesn't know how to accept it when he sees it well: "You don't like him, so why did you kiss him?"

She blushed deeply. Can he stop being so blunt and vulgar?

What does it matter to him!

She bit her lip and turned her face away: "It's none of your business, you just have one condition, go back to sleep as soon as you finish talking. Don't go to my grandpa again." Grandpa is getting old, this bastard is uneasy and kind.

The pear blossoms were blowing in the night wind, he wiped her lips with his thumb, his eyes were wild and cruel: "If you don't like him, kiss him, if you don't like me, kiss me too."

She was dying of anger.

Jiang Ren held her face and bowed his head, the crescent moon was covered by the clouds, shy and shy.

Meng Ting quickly covered his lips with his hand, she couldn't bear it any longer, she really wanted to kill him, and there was no end to it: "No, I didn't kiss him, that's enough for you!"

She was not good at lying in the first place, so she finally lied, and now there are so many follow-ups. Jiang Ren narrowed his eyes: "On Christmas Eve, did you think I was blind?"

Meng Ting stretched out her hand to break his fingers, her face turned pink, and she shook her head with a serious expression: "Okay, no kiss, nothing, he just helped me remove the snowflakes. You read it wrong."

Jiang Ren couldn't hold back, and finally smiled.

The moonlight was cold, but his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Meng Ting."

Meng Ting muffled: "Huh?"

"Don't lie to me." He whispered, "I can't stand it."

She really didn't lie to him this time, she didn't have anything to do with Xu Jia. She nodded, and the last light in the country went out. The night was getting colder, and she had to go home: "I'm going home."

Meng Ting asked him: "It's so late, how did you go back?"

"I borrowed a car and drove back later."

Meng Ting knew that he had great supernatural powers, but he smelled so strongly of alcohol. She remembered the last time Jiang Ren drove his car into a tree, the scar on his forehead now had faint traces. She had taught Jiang Ren that he was desperate, and couldn't help but said: "You have someone pick you up, don't drive after drinking."