Quick Travel: He is obviously cannon fodder but becomes a heartthrob

"Jiang Zhi..." Song Song was a little scared and moved back twice involuntarily.

The young man stood in front of her, his tall body covering her tightly.

"Song Song."

His voice was so soft, not at all like the person who always had a cold face in the past.

Even the words to reject others are so cold.

Song Song was confused, blinked and looked at Jiang Zhi.

The boy's slender knuckles attached to her face and rubbed it twice.

He seemed to want to say something, but finally swallowed it all.

Song Song was lucky enough to escape, and his heart was beating fast.

I just felt that Jiang Zhi's good smell was all in my breath.

……

"Master, what do you want to tell me about today?" The housekeeper stepped forward and asked beside Jiang Zhi.

"Need not."

Jiang Zhi closed the book and raised his head to look at the girl sitting by the sofa happily eating fruit, his eyes filled with soft colors.

He hoped that no matter what happened in the future, she would be like this and always stay by his side.

As long as he raised his head, he could see her as far as he could see.

As for the other things, they were nothing she needed to worry about. He would take care of everything.

Song Song had been staying at Jiang Zhi's house for some time. He originally wanted to go home for dinner, but Jiang Zhi forced him to stay.

She thought that she would just cook something for herself when she got home anyway, so it would be better to just eat here and have someone with her, which would be good.

However, from the time she first arrived at the villa until now, she has not seen Jiang Zhi's parents, and she has not seen a trace of them even during dinner time.

Song Song sat next to Jiang Zhi, looking at him with his head tilted up and down, as if he was hesitant to speak.

Jiang Zhi caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye and thought she was cute. He slightly raised his lips and said, "What do you want to ask?"

"Well... won't uncle and aunt come back to have dinner with him?" After she asked, she secretly looked at his expression, as if she was afraid that she would ask some sad topics.

Jiang Zhi touched her head and said lightly: "They usually don't come back here."

I see.

Song Song nodded. It seemed that Jiang Zhi's parents, like her parents, were busy working all day and rarely went home to eat.

The two of them can be regarded as having the same problem.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little affection for Jiang Zhi. He stretched out his little hand and patted the others comfortingly.

The next second, Jiang Zhi wrapped her hand in his palm and even scratched it lightly.

Song Song:......

You shouldn't have any other thoughts about him, this person is really too crooked!

After dinner, under Song Song's argument and strong request, Jiang Zhi sent her home with regret on his face.

After the car stopped, Jiang Zhi and Song Song got out of the car together.

He took her hand naturally, as skillfully as if he had done it hundreds of times.

"I'm here!"

"Ah."

"I'm here!" Song Song shouted again.

"Okay." Jiang Zhi continued to reply in a good-tempered manner, as if he was coaxing a naughty child.

Song Song pursed his lips and felt complicated.

She exerted some force and tried to pull her hand out of Jiang Zhi's, but it had no effect other than making her hand sore.

"Jiang Zhi!! I'm going home, so let go of me quickly!"

She almost circled around Jiang Zhi, but the person in front of her was still pretending to be dumbfounded.

Jiang Zhi lowered his head and saw that she was so angry that she had to scream at him angrily, and a certain part of her heart was instantly filled.

He sighed and gently let go of his hand.

Song Song was finally saved and ran downstairs without stopping.

But not long after running, she suddenly stopped.

The girl turned around and saw Jiang Zhi still standing there, staring at her motionless.

Seeing her turn back, the young man curled his eyes.

Song Song didn't know why, but at that moment, she felt that Jiang Zhi looked so lonely.

It was as if he was the only one left in the world.

She pursed her lips, then suddenly turned around and ran towards Jiang Zhi.

The young man didn't even have time to cover up the surprise on his face, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to hug her.

Song Song buried herself in his warm chest and said dullly: "I'm going home, see you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Jiang Zhi lowered his head, his eyes full of tenderness.