[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

In fact, Meng Jiang also knew that his words conflicted with some people's ideas... Didn't you see that Zhu Zhuqing's expression turned colder? But this was also because she didn't explain clearly what she wanted to express, she just mentioned it vaguely, and it seemed that the other party had misunderstood it.

Meng Jiang knew better that in the eyes of some people with old-fashioned ideas, her words were shocking, and her thoughts could even be misunderstood as "indiscretion"... such as her former adoptive father, but Meng Jiang actually didn't want to explain so many.

She said this in a low voice, that is, she said it to Tang San, in a normal tone and volume. Tang San understood her and knew the unfinished meaning of her words; Xiao Wu didn't understand, but he also understood What kind of person is she? In the eyes of other boys, Meng Jiang is pretty, playful, and able to make jokes. There is nothing wrong with that. It can be said that Meng Jiang is the most popular among the girls. One person.

It just seems that... the relationship between her roommates has become more tense.

Thinking like this, Meng Jiang touched the glass sugar bowl and stuffed sugar into his mouth, chewing it with a "clunking" sound. Then he pointed to the red mark on Tang San's face and said in a commanding tone: "The face is the facade. Take good care of it.”

Tang San sighed helplessly. He knows best what he looks like. He is at most handsome, and he doesn't care about his skin. But since Ajaan said so, he will take good care of him from now on. Ajaan likes good-looking people. Although he is not good-looking, it is best not to leave scars and become ugly.

So he nodded and took the candy jar from Meng Jiang's hand: "I overdosed today."

"There are no rewards today?" Meng Jiang was dissatisfied, "I won two games."

"I also won two games." The implication was that there was no reward. After that, Tang San looked at the small jar with only a few candies left, raised his head and poured the contents into his mouth, and then imitated Meng Jiang's example of chewing.

Meng Jiang: A bolt from the blue

"This is my last..." She tremblingly stretched out her hand to Tang San.

Tang San nodded, playing with the small jar in his hand, with the same soft smile on his lips: "Yes, I know, I will buy it for you when I have time."

She was still unwilling to give in: "If you eat sweets like this, your tooth will hurt..."

Tang San still smiled: "I only do it once in a while, and I will brush my teeth well."

Meng Jiang: Dead eyes

The moonlight was still good, so the five of them returned to the academy under the moonlight. They were surprised to find Oscar and Ning Rongrong waiting outside the academy gate.

At this time, Ning Rongrong seemed to have returned to normal, with a gentle smile on her face again, but Meng Jiang always felt that the other party was planning something.

She saw her roommate Zhu Zhuqing walking into the academy without looking back, heading towards their dormitory, so she pulled Xiao Wu and Tang San towards the academy, not wanting to care about the farce that might happen next.

But it's a pity that Meng Jiang was still a step slower. She was dragging the two people slowly, and the little rabbit was even more curious and kept looking back to hold her back. At this distance, there was so much movement over there, unless she was deaf. Can't hear it.

Helplessly, even out of friendship as classmates, Meng Jiang and Tang San Xiaowu had to mind their own business.

Tang San stopped Dai Mubai, while Meng Jiang and Xiao Wu helped Oscar and Ning Rongrong respectively.

"Mubai, we are all classmates, forget it." Tang San stood in front of Ning Rongrong and advised Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai watched as Tang San slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and restrained the released soul power: "Okay, Xiaosan, I'll give you some face." He glanced at Ning Rongrong coldly and warned, "You give me some face." I remember, this is not your home. Don’t provoke me again, otherwise, I don’t care what your status is."

After leaving these words, Dai Mubai turned around and took long strides, heading straight into the academy.

Shaking his head, Meng Jiang pretended not to see the tears in Ning Rongrong's eyes, and wanted to pull the two of them away. The willful little princess is messing around, and she doesn't want to waste time here anymore.

"Tang San!" Ning Rongrong suddenly shouted, with a fierce tone, "Kill him for me. As long as you do it, you will be a distinguished guest of my Seven Treasures Glazed Sect from now on. I will give you money, ten thousand gold soul coins How about it? I also have the unconditional support of the Qibao Glazed Sect in the future."

Tang San's eyes were dark when he heard this, and just when he was about to say something, Meng Jiang suddenly said in a cold voice: "If you want to kill someone, you can kill it yourself, poison, assassinate, or hire an expert from your Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. Tang San is not specialized in this. What did you ask him to do, and kill someone beyond his rank? It’s a joke.”

Even if Tang San still had the ability to use hidden weapons, he would most likely succeed if he really killed Dai Mubai, but Ning Rongrong didn't know this and directly asked the twenty-nine-level Tang San to fight against the thirty-seventh level. Dai Mubai took action and was so angry that he didn't know what to do?

Besides, Dai Mubai is not a reckless person. Just because he is not afraid of the power of the Qibao Glazed Sect, it can be seen that Dai Mubai's identity is not simple, and the other party is very confident.

"Moreover, Dai Mubai is not afraid of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Haven't you ever thought that he might not be able to offend you easily?" When he said this, Meng Jiang's tone was light, but it was chilling for no reason, "Little Princess, please think before you speak.”

Meng Jiang's words were rude and showed no shame. He only used civilized words, but he still spoke so bluntly that Ning Rongrong's face turned pale and she was about to collapse. But she was really angry. Even if Ning Rongrong asked her to kill Dai Mubai, she wouldn't have any trouble in her heart, but Ning Rongrong went to Tang San.

Tang San was helpless, and he heard that Meng Jiang was mocking Ning Rongrong for not being able to talk clearly. His originally cold eyebrows softened, and he pulled the person to his side, squeezed Meng Jiang's palm to comfort him, and then waved to Xiao Wu. He came over and said: "Ning Rongrong, in this world, not everything can be obtained with money and power. This is a college, and it is just a college. We are all classmates. If you continue to have this mentality and Qibao The Glazed Sect gives you a sense of superiority, so I advise you to leave here."

After saying that, he shook his head regretfully and walked into the academy with Meng Jiang Xiaowu.

On the way back to the dormitory, Meng Jiang suddenly asked Little Rabbit hesitantly: "Xiao Wu, if Ning Rongrong goes back to sleep later, will you feel embarrassed?"

Little Rabbit was very considerate and waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, the embarrassment started in the morning anyway."

"Uh, yes." Meng Jiang laughed dryly and stopped talking.

It was Tang San who spoke up: "Ajiang, I think you have offended the little princess quite a lot." He imitated the other person's name for Ning Rongrong and said with a smile.

"So what?" Meng Jiang was not afraid at all. Unlike Dai Mubai, she was confident, and unlike Tang San, who had a mentality far beyond ordinary people in two lifetimes, she simply didn't care, with a slightly frivolous indifference, "That's how I speak, and I've lived my life." Lost your brain."

"Yes," Tang San said with a smile, his words conniving, "You are very venomous, and you can't hold back your words."

"What do you mean by speaking without restraint?" Meng Jiang pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, "Isn't it just driving a car occasionally? You haven't seen anything faster."

"Really." Tang San raised his eyebrows and said jokingly, "Then I hope I will never see it."

Meng Jiang's dark eyes rolled and he smiled and said nothing.

The little rabbit on the side secretly rolled his eyes. Look, these two people are here again. He is really superfluous.

She waved to the two people and ran back to the dormitory: "You two are so slow. Third brother, please send Jiang Jiang back. I'm leaving first!"

"Hey -" Meng Jiang stretched out his hand to stop her, "This little rabbit runs so fast."

"Then... shall I take you back?"

"No need." Meng Jiang shook his head and muttered, "For my image in the eyes of my roommates..."

"Huh?" Tang San didn't understand, but saw Meng Jiang's wrinkled and straight nose and said, "I'll go back by myself. You and Oscar live together, right? You can persuade him when he comes back."

"Row."

Seeing that Tang San agreed, Meng Jiang smiled and stretched out his hand: "Then... return the sugar jar to me."

"What do you want that for? You've finished eating all the candy." Tang San asked doubtfully.

"Oh, don't ask so many questions, just give it to me." Meng Jiang took Tang San's hand to press the white jade on his belt.

"Okay, okay, I'll give it back to you." Tang San arched his eyebrows and took out the glass jar from the twenty-four bridge in the bright moonlit night. Meng Jiang snatched it away, "Then I'll go back first, good night!"

She held the small jar and ran back using Xiao Qing Gong, so fast that even Tang San couldn't catch her.

When he stretched out his hand just now, there seemed to be soft hair running through the gaps between his fingers. Tang San twirled his fingers and sighed: "As for Xiao Wu, she can't run very fast..."

After returning to the dormitory, after saying good night to Zhu Zhuqing, Meng Jiang carefully placed the small glass jar on a wooden shelf next to the bed. More than two hundred empty jars of various shapes were neatly stacked on it. , heart-shaped, star-shaped, flower-shaped... are gently reflecting the warm yellow light.

Starting from the first candy jar that Tang San bought for her and ending with the one that Meng Jiang just took back from Tang San, there were a total of two hundred and nineteen.

No one knew about her collection of things before, but now she has added her new roommate—Zhu Zhuqing. In the past, these jars of mengjiang were kept in pear velvet silk bags, but now that she had a place to visit, she simply took them out.

Meng Jiang took out his pen with a smile, tore off a piece of paper from his little notebook, swiped it a few times and wrote something, then tore the written sentence into a slender piece of paper, and folded the piece of paper with his dexterous hands. Fold it, fold it into a star shape and throw it into the jar.

The number of stars in each jar varies, depending on what Meng Jiang experienced or saw before finishing the jar of candy. Occasionally, it is also used to say "bad things" about others, such as today's "Grab my candy" Tang Xiaosan who eats is a big bad guy."

Good and bad, just think about it and put it in, using words from the previous life. No one except Tang San can understand it, but Tang San doesn't know these exist.

Occasionally, the bottle would be empty without a single star, which was what Meng Jiang thought about most. Because he lived a peaceful life and didn't have much fun, he seemed a little bored, but he wasn't too worried.

As for Ning Rongrong's incident tonight, so far, it has not made any waves in Meng Jiang's heart.