[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

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The rewards of entering the Star Dou Forest this time are not small. Meng Jiang, Tang San, Xiao Wu and Oscar all obtained the third spirit ring. However, one thing that makes Meng Jiang a little depressed is that she maintains the "fastest breakthrough of 30". Level" record was quickly broken by Tang San and Little Rabbit.

However, there is some consolation in this regard. After all, Tang San, who broke her record first, was overtaken by Little Rabbit before he could even hold on to his reputation.

But since Xiao Wu was actually a hundred thousand year old soul beast in the form of a spirit beast, Meng Jiang didn't notice anything. Instead, he sighed at Tang San's monster-like talent.

Speaking of Tang San... Meng Jiang glared coldly at the boy who was holding her cup to prevent her from drinking, and said in a cold tone, "Let go."

This was the first thing Meng Jiang said to Tang San after leaving the Star Dou Forest.

After arriving in the town, she said she was unwilling to let Tang San carry her. She struggled to get off the man's back and ran to Xiao Wu's side. Little Rabbit didn't know why she was angry, but because of her guilty conscience and dissatisfaction with Tang San, she didn't act as a peacemaker between the two of them.

Now Meng Jiang looked at the beautiful palm in front of him, and the only thought in his mind was to sharpen his knife and cut it off for him. Her temper is not really good, you can tell by how she treats Muchito. The good temper she showed in the past was partly because she deliberately showed it to others, secondly, she was tolerant of Tang San and others, and thirdly, ordinary people could not offend her.

He doesn't have much anger, so when he is angry, there is a contrast between calm seas and violent storms.

"A Jiang, your injury is not healed yet, so you shouldn't drink alcohol." Tang San still looked gentle, speaking to Meng Jiang in a gentle but firm tone.

"It's not your turn to worry about my affairs." Meng Jiang lowered his voice and warned, obviously not wanting to disturb his companions' interest in drinking and having fun because of the conflict between him and Tang San.

She didn't want to talk nonsense, she put her two fingers together and touched Tang San's wrist like lightning. Tang San felt a pain in his wrist and immediately lost his strength. The next moment, the wine glass under her palm was in Meng Jiang's hand.

Seeing that the blow was successful, Meng Jiang hummed contentedly, holding the wine glass in both hands and drinking slowly, moving the chair away from Tang San without revealing any trace, leaning to the side, and after finishing the glass of wine, he leisurely Pour yourself another glass.

As a member of the martial arts world, how can you not like drinking? Only she is not an alcoholic.

Tang San looked at the girl's alienation from him. Compared with the pain in his wrists, his heart felt more like being tightly grasped by a hand, and the bitter juice could be squeezed out with just a little force.

To think that among the eight people at this table, he was the only one who was not in a happy mood, but more like he had eaten Coptis chinensis. Tang San simply gave up on himself, picked up the wine glass in front of him, drank it, and started drinking with Dai Mubai and others.

But even though they were drinking together, most of his attention was still on Meng Jiang.

After three rounds of drinking, except for Ning Rongrong who could never get drunk after a thousand drinks, and Tang San who was mostly concerned about Meng Jiang, so he was still conscious despite drinking, everyone else was already drunk.

The two of them sent the others back to their respective rooms. Ning Rongrong pointed at Meng Jiang who had a separate room because of his injury and said with a smile, "Then...Jiang Jiang, please leave it to Third Brother. I will go back to take care of Xiao Wu and Xiao Wu." Zhuqing.”

Tang San originally wanted to hand Meng Jiang over to Ning Rongrong, but considering that the other party was a girl, she might not be able to take care of three people at the same time. Moreover, Meng Jiang and she were not in the same room, and most importantly, he couldn't worry about it, so Nodding, "Thank you for your hard work."

He watched Ning Rongrong go back to the room, then turned around and came to Meng Jiang. Seeing the girl sitting obediently in the chair, his heart softened, "A Jiang, I will take you back to rest."

Although Meng Jiang drank, she also knew that her physical condition would not cause chaos, so she did not drink too much. However, due to her weakness, she was still drunk, but she was still conscious, but not very sober.

Meng Jiang blinked in confusion when he heard the familiar clear voice in his ear. The figure in front of her was shaking, and she frowned her slender eyebrows. It took her a long time to realize in her slow mind, oh, this is Tang San. Then she thought that she and Tang San seemed to have a conflict, because of what? Then she remembered, because Someone had their hands on what she was interested in.

Thinking of this, she stretched out her arms to Tang San, who was bending down to talk to her. Her hands and feet were weak but she still clung to the human body like an octopus. Her slender legs circled Tang San's waist, and Bai Zhi's arms circled Tang San. The neck is like a dragon guarding the treasure, grabbing the treasure and not letting go.

This was something she would never do when she was sober, something that would damage her ladylike image.

There was a person hanging in front of Tang San, and this person was still a little drunk. Afraid that she would not have enough strength to fall, he held Meng Jiang's hip with one hand and wrapped his other hand around her waist to hold her in place. He maintained this position and carried her upstairs and into the house.

Ning Rongrong, who was worried and came out to take a look, had a panoramic view of this scene. She suppressed the scream in her throat and walked into the house excitedly, deciding to share this exciting scene with Xiao Wu when she woke up tomorrow.

Little Rabbit: Syrup CP, no loss in investment (although there is a risk of collapse recently).

Tang San: It won’t collapse, believe me.

Meng Jiang: I believe you, you idiot. I have the final say whether it collapses or not.

But as soon as he entered the room, Tang San began to worry - this little ancestor wouldn't want to go down, and even buried his face in his shoulder and neck. But there was a hint of sweetness in this sadness that he couldn't even see clearly. It was vague, but it made his movements gentle and gentle, which could be called indulgent and pampering.

He sat on the bed and held Meng Jiang in his arms. Under his palms was a somewhat rugged spine, which made him frown - he was too thin and should gain weight.

Thinking like this, Tang San put his hand on the back of Meng Jiang's neck to make him raise his head. Only then did he realize that the other man had started sobbing and crying at some point. His face was still flushed with drunkenness, but his lips were bitten so hard that he was so angry. Bai, who was so suffocated that he couldn't make a sound, looked even more pitiful and cute.

"Ajaan, Ajaan, don't cry. It was my fault. I'm sorry. Whatever you want is fine. Just don't cry anymore. You may hurt your eyes from crying." He never knew that he could be so soft and coaxing someone. , but as soon as he saw Meng Jiang's tears, Tang San didn't care about anything.

But Meng Jiang was crying, half of her mind had lost control due to alcohol, and she felt aggrieved and couldn't help crying. The other half was coldly controlling her expression and posture, making herself even more pitiable in Tang San's eyes, arousing all the guilt and guilt in people. Feeling distressed.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked with hiccups, but unfortunately her voice was soft and waxy with obvious crying tone, and it had no deterrent effect at all.

Tang San tentatively replied: "...I didn't protect you well?"

Meng Jiang was instantly angry: "You don't know where you went wrong! I'll make a lotus leaf hat and wear it tomorrow."

After thinking about it, she still couldn't calm down the anger in her heart. She moved forward to open her mouth and bit Tang San on the cheek where Meng Yiran kissed him.

——If she doesn’t understand anymore, she will make trouble!

His cheeks felt a little stinging, but Tang San was suddenly enlightened. After doing this for a long time, A Jiang was jealous?

The young man laughed, and looked at the tear-filled black eyes with his warm eyes, "This time it was an accident, I promise, there will never be a next time."

Good attitude to admit mistakes.

Meng Jiang was satisfied in his heart, sniffing and trying to stop his weak cry, but one hand pressed on Tang San's shoulder, and suddenly pushed him down on the bed. He moved his butt forward and sat astride his waist, and the other One hand did not hesitate to take out the silver hairpin and put it against the other person's throat and warned, "My things are not for others to covet yet. If someone wants to rob them... I won't give them to him even if I destroy them!"

There was a hint of crying in her tone, and even when she looked down at Tang San, a drop of tear fell on his face and shattered into countless crystal fragments. But Meng Jiang's wrist holding the hairpin was steady without a trace of tremor, just like she usually held it. Holding a spiritual umbrella is the same as when Tang San held a hidden weapon to face the enemy.

Being pinched at the fatal spot with the sharp tip of the hairpin, Tang San looked at Meng Jiang's expression without changing his expression. The other party's thick hair that fell down blocked most of the light, and his smile disappeared. As a result, the overly beautiful face showed a bit of gloom that was usually well hidden, and a pair of calm cat eyes showed no trace of anything. Cover it up with ruthless coldness.

Like a cold-blooded poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to devour someone, it twists the person's muscles and bones to pieces before eating, and like a lustful ghost, it grabs the human heart and bites and devours it with blood.

This was a look that he had seen once in a while, but was covered up by the other party, but at this moment, this look was completely displayed in front of him.

Tang San then understood that Meng Jiang was not just joking, if that happened, she might really kill him.

He should have felt the fear of being threatened, the surprise of being deceived, and the anger of being offended, but at this moment, Tang San could only feel excitement, and a strange kind of pleasure.

He raised his eyebrows, raised his hand to touch Meng Jiang's face through the heavy hair, and gently wiped away the wet tears, "No problem, but... I don't think A Jiang can destroy me. Chance."

After a pause, he continued, "What I'm more concerned about now is... which appearance is Ajaan's true appearance?"

"Humph." Meng Jiang narrowed his eyes, but brought his face closer to Tang San's palm, and rubbed it intimately, like a cat acting like a baby, "Then you have to find and judge for yourself."

But how much she can discover depends on Tang San's ability, and the darkest place in her heart can never be shown to the other party.

Tang San's reaction made her very satisfied, and she felt that she had indeed seen the right person. After all this trouble, she also felt tired, and her drunken brain was still working hard. She felt that she should still give rewards. This is called clear reward and punishment.

"Here's a sweet date for you~" Meng Jiang leaned down and pecked Tang San on the face where he had bitten him. He staggered around and tried to get up. He stumbled a bit and was helped by Tang San. Just barely stabilized.

Looking out the window in a daze, I saw the moon was rising, and the night was already deep. Meng Jiang thought about it for a long time to judge the time, and asked stickyly, "Do you want to stay overnight? The bed is very big."

Tang San: "..." In the middle of the night, Ajiang was too unprepared to ask someone of the opposite sex to stay overnight. Although Dai Mubai and the others had already gone to bed, there should be no problem if he didn't go back, but if he really agreed, he was afraid that he would be scolded as a slut again tomorrow morning.

But Tang San's silence was misunderstood by Meng Jiang as acquiescence, so the girl raised her smile cheerfully and waved her little hand to him, "You go and wash up first, I want to change into my pajamas~"

……That does not work.

Having made up his mind, Tang San spoke, "A Jiang, I——"

"Don't refuse!" Meng Jiang wrinkled her nose and interrupted. She didn't know how a little drunkard got such a keen intuition in a place like this. "Otherwise, I will cry for you."

Tang San was very familiar with Meng Jiang's ability to cry whenever he wanted. His tears were so abundant that they looked like they were made of water. He couldn't help but wonder, couldn't the crying just now be faked by the other party?

Meng Jiang: You are half right, I still have true feelings.

Closing his mouth and turning his feet, Tang San chose to go to the bathroom to wash himself off.

Meng Jiang looked at the other person's disappearing back and listened to the sound of water running in the bathroom, and the corners of his mouth became wider and wider.

Very good, now that the rear is stable, if there are still people who dare to covet what she likes, she won't mind chopping down the extended claws of those people one by one.