[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

Tang San didn't know how much water Meng Jiang had in her body to support her crying so many tears, but this crying method of no longer caring about her image after she collapsed really made people worry that she might go blind from crying.

The whine poured out hoarsely from her throat, but when it was about to overflow from those two red lips, it was blocked by a non-existent ball of cotton wool, so only a pitiful whisper remained.

It was as if the child who had never been cared about finally found her own warm harbor, and then she had someone to vent to, allowing her to express all her grievances, pain, and unwillingness through tears, washing away the ups and downs of the past.

But Meng Jiang still didn't want to say it. She was too afraid, even if Tang San promised again and again, even if she knew that the other party had already guessed, she still didn't dare to tell the truth.

The only move she made to express herself was to push herself into Tang San's arms, hugging the person's neck and burying her head in the crook of the other person's neck. She hugged the person tightly without letting go, and wiped all her tears on Tang San's clean clothes. , like an evil dragon that divides its territory to protect its treasures, naive and paranoid.

She said: "Don't hate me."

She said: "If you hate me, I will really tie you up and hide you."

She said, "You don't want to see this happen, do you?"

The coldness in the words made people feel chilled from the bottom of their hearts.

Tang San actually laughed from the bottom of his heart.

He can also threaten people, which is good. If Meng Jiang even wanted to hide this side from him, then Tang San should really cry.

As mentioned before, Tang San was just retreating in order to advance, seemingly never forcing Meng Jiang, but actually guiding him secretly. As long as Meng Jiang still had some hope for him, and as long as Meng Jiang was not obsessed with escaping, then he would be able to take the initiative. .

It was only then that Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.

He gently held Meng Jiang's face and wiped away the tears on it bit by bit, but there were always new tears covering it. Against the backdrop of the red eyes and the tip of the nose, there were pear blossoms and rain. I felt pity for him, but he didn't know that it was originally a mess.

Feeling extremely helpless, Tang San coaxed, "Ajiang, stop crying, or you may hurt your eyes from crying."

Meng Jiang behaved very well at this time, trying hard to hold back her tears, but she endured it for too long, and once she really vented her tears, she couldn't stop easily. She also felt embarrassed and raised her hand to rub her eyes, but Tang San, who had quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed her wrist.

"Don't move, the medicine has just been applied."

Picking up the handkerchief, Tang San patiently wiped Meng Jiang's tears without any impatience, which made Meng Jiang feel uncomfortable.

After finally stopping crying, the skin on Meng Jiang's face was a little tight from crying, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Tang San wetted his handkerchief and helped Meng Jiang clean his face. Meng Jiang raised his face and let others move on his face, looking extremely well-behaved. Only Tang San knew that the girl in front of him would never make him worry.

Frowning and putting his hands on his knees, Meng Jiang deeply felt the inconvenience of hurting his hands.

She said a little aggrievedly: "When they come back, I'll ask Senior Jiangzhu to treat it. The injury has been cured, but the nails have to grow slowly. The nails that haven't grown well are really ugly."

Meng Jiang originally didn't plan to ask Jiang Zhu for help. After all, it was just a minor injury, and it wasn't worth asking the other party to activate his martial spirit and use his soul skills. But she found that this was really inconvenient, so she changed her mind.

Tang San was simply too anxious before and completely forgot about this.

"This..." Seeing Meng Jiang bring it up, Tang San also became worried. He knew that Meng Jiang loved beauty, so he was really worried about Meng Jiang at this time, "I'll find a way."

Just watching the battle between Thunder Academy and Elephant Academy would take a whole morning, and Jiangzhu wouldn't be able to come back for a while, so when it was lunch time, Tang San carried the meal for two back to Meng Jiang's dormitory, one bite at a time. Feed people.

It's not that I haven't thought about eating in the cafeteria, but if Tang San feeds Meng Jiang in public, their campus life will definitely not be peaceful for some time to come.

Most people would not care that Meng Jiang needed help because he injured his hand, nor would they care about the reason for Meng Jiang's injury. Their attention would be entirely focused on the gossip between the two of them.

While eating, Meng Jiang kept chattering, "Tang San, what did you see in the illusion?"

Tang San raised the spoon filled with rice and glanced at her: "The illusion of that time was to torture people to death. Naturally, the pain comes with it. I saw what happened in my previous life when I jumped off a cliff, and the elders of the Tang Sect held me accountable and punished me."

He concealed the scene where he saw Meng Jiang almost being insulted.

But at the most painful moment, what Tang San saw was actually Meng Jiang holding the arm of a vague figure, getting further and further away from him.

The man was dressed in red and white robes, with a hood and gold ornaments. The moment before he was about to disappear from Tang San's sight, the other party turned around. His appearance was the ordinary face of the can-smashing stall owner who had only met Tang San once, but his eyes had strange yin-yang pupils.

What Tang San feared the most was actually Meng Jiang leaving him and Muchito behind.

He had seen Meng Jiang cry so hard before, and combined with what she said, Tang San could roughly guess what Meng Jiang saw. It was nothing but related to Muchito, and it was nothing more than Muchito for some unknown reason. Meng Jiang was abandoned.

Meng Jiang would be worried that he would leave her behind, but Tang San could guarantee that he would never do so. He didn't know what reasons Muchito had for doing this, but at least he would never leave Meng Jiang behind.

...unless Meng Jiang chooses to leave him.

Tang San didn't want to make any guarantees or make any oaths, because according to his understanding of Meng Jiang, these words would only be scorned by the other party. So he chose to do it and use his actions to express what he wanted the other party to understand.

But a sense of security still had to be provided. Not only did Meng Jiang need a sense of security, he also needed it.

"Here, it's the last bite." Tang San scraped off the bottom of the bowl and said lovingly like an old father.

After swallowing the rice from the spoon in one gulp, Meng Jiang shrugged the tip of his nose and said, "I'm choking. I need some soup."

Today is seaweed and egg drop soup. Meng Jiang likes the light and salty taste.

Seeing Tang San raise the spoon again, Meng Jiang curled her lips in disgust, "I want to drink from a bowl."

She was so choked that her ladylike way of drinking soup was of no use at all.

Tang San twitched the corner of his mouth, raised the bowl to Meng Jiang's mouth, and saw Meng Jiang finish the entire bowl of soup in one go.

After a pause for a few seconds, Tang San said in a strange tone, "As expected of A Jiang, he is indeed bold."

Meng Jiang rolled his eyes at him: "You don't need to be so tactful if you want to say that I'm a rough guy."

Tang San decisively denied Sanlian: "It's not that I don't have A Jiang, you misunderstood." Then he said with great sincerity and a bit of embarrassment, "I just... want to get close to A Jiang, but I seem to have used the wrong method... "

Meng Jiang said, seeing as how well-behaved you are, I barely believe you. "Want to get close? Okay. Then give me a hug."

"...Huh?" Tang San was still holding an empty bowl in his hand, and his reaction was half a beat too slow, looking a little silly.

"You really hate me!" Meng Jiang recovered a little and started to make trouble, complaining with an aggrieved face, as if Tang San was a heartless man who abandoned his wife and son (a little piggy).

"No, no, hug, hug!"

Then Tang San watched numbly as Meng Jiang changed his face in a second, smiled and crawled into his arms, nudging and rubbing her like a well-fed little pig.

Put down the bowl and hug the person with your backhand. Although, I was very happy to be able to hold Ajaan Tang San, but Ajaan's face looked like the sky in June, and Tang Xiaosan was very tired (actually someone was snickering in his heart).

Rubbing the girl's hair with his cheek, he could hear the "rustling" sound of hair rubbing against his ears. The slightly cool temperature made Tang San's heart gradually calm down. The fresh smell in his nose was refreshing, not a fragrant fragrance. , because Meng Jiang has a sensitive sense of smell and does not like strong smells, but this fragrance also brings a kind of nature of the ocean - satisfying all the imagination of Tang San, who has always been inland and has never seen the sea. .

From the time he fell into the illusion to now, Tang San had actually been worried. First, he was afraid that something would happen to Meng Jiang, that he could not protect her, or that she would show off her strength. Then, she was afraid that Meng Jiang would not believe him, that Meng Jiang would leave him, or that the two of them would become strangers.

Because Meng Jiang was by his side, Tang San never thought about what would happen to him from beginning to end.

The girl was not at all restless in his arms, and the injured paw seemed to have stirred up all the hidden troublemakers in her, twisting and twisting her buttocks, leaving Tang San with no time to feel sad or self-blame.

He was angry and funny. He locked Meng Jiang's arms with his arms, and locked the other's legs with his legs, locking her tightly in his arms. Then he lowered his head and bit Meng Jiang's tender ear.

"Ah! Tang Xiaosan, are you a dog?!"

Meng Jiang was angry, but she wanted to hide but didn't dare to force him. She wanted to hit him but her hand was injured, so she hugged Tang San tightly, determined to strangle him.

But Tang San didn't bite for long before he gave it away, and then kissed that spot. The boy's originally clear voice was lowered, and he called her with an undetectable tremor, "A Jiang..."

But Meng Jiang was such a perceptive person, how could she not feel Tang San's changes?

After thinking about it, she decided to be merciful and not care about the other person's previous madness. She said hesitantly, "How about... give you a kiss and a hug?"

——She completely treated Tang San like a child.

But the next moment Meng Jiang regretted it.

Damn it! Is this person really just a dog? He even bit her! And, what’s more, it’s the mouth that bites!

Is this how you kiss? She’s not well-educated. Don’t lie to her! Her mouth hurt so much QAQ, it must have been bitten and swollen!

Where did this crazy comment come from? Has anyone taken him away? ! Zhuqing! Zhuqing, come back quickly!

It's a pity that no one can hear Meng Jiang's inner cry.

The last time Meng Jiang teased Tang San, the kiss was nothing more than lips touching lips, and the main thing was to pass the breath. It was not as stormy as what Tang San did to her now.

It's not so much a kiss as it is a bite, like a beast on the verge of despair venting its uneasiness.

Meng Jiang didn't know which switch she had touched on Tang San to make people become so abnormal, but in short, she regretted it now, especially regretted it. Why did I have to say that? Everything is taken advantage of now.

Not only did she fail to dodge the sudden attack, but she even groaned in pain and was easily able to overcome the last hurdle. The teeth were lost, and what followed was almost barbaric plunder and expropriation.

His breath was taken away, Meng Jiang said, wait for it to end later, Tang Xiaosan, you are dead!

Love? I'm afraid I'm not thinking about Taozi!

——The disciple is not worthy of love!

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