Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Don wanted to hug him, howling.

Fear, grievance, panic... After enduring the emotions for a long time, the moment she saw him, all broke out. It was not that she was not afraid, but because he did not come, she did not dare to be afraid.

Jiang Xiaolin would not coax people, he would only hold her in silence and make her cry enough. When she was tired from crying and stopped crying, he wiped her face with a handkerchief and carried her into the car.

Her nerves were tense for too long, not long after sitting in the car, she closed her eyes and fell asleep in a daze.

The car drove very slowly, very slowly, and the moon was high, shed silver light all over the ground.

When he got home, Jiang Xiaolin parked the car in the garage and didn't wake her up. He sat in the car and watched her for a long time. She was restless and sweaty on her temples. She opened her eyes as soon as he stretched out his hand.

She looked ahead, a little empty: "What should I do?"

"Ok?"

She tilted her head to look at him: "They gave me medicine, and I was in a daze." She was holding her seat belt, her hands shaking, "It seems that I took off my clothes and took a picture."

No matter how strong her heart is, she will be afraid.

Jiang Xiaolin held her hand: "Believe me or not?"

She thought for a while and nodded.

The lights in the carriage were very dim. His eyes were deep, like a boundless sea. The surface was calm and the waves were turbulent.

"I'll deal with it, eh?"

His voice and eyes are so reassuring.

Tang Xiang's hand holding the seat belt loosened: "Okay." She asked him, "Who did it?"

Except for the person who took her picture, there was a woman present at the time. She was so dizzy and dizzy that she couldn't open her eyes, only vaguely heard a voice.

Jiang Xiaolin said: "It's Jiang Fuli." His eyes suddenly became more cautious, and he looked at Tang in a panic, "She came for me." All blame him.

Tang Xiang also guessed: "What request did she make?"

"She wants Jiang's shares."

"What about the photos?"

"It's still in her hands." The shares were only for Jiang Fuli to hand over, but the photos were not given. She was afraid of retaliation, and deliberately kept the photos to restrain him.

Tang Xiang didn't speak anymore, a lot of cold sweat came out of his palm.

"Tang Xiang—"

She knew what he was going to say: "I have to investigate Luo Changfang's project. I don't blame you at all, I have my own responsibility."

Jiang Xiaolin didn't speak.

He didn't think so. That project was just the fuse. If it weren't for she was the person in his mind, Jiang Fuli would not have been thinking about her. In the final analysis, he was the original sin.

"My feet hurt." Tang Xiang pulled his sleeve, "Aren't you going to carry me down?"

"Back."

Jiang Xiaolin got out of the car and squatted at the door of the co-pilot. Tang wanted to lie on his back and hugged his neck naturally: "Don't blame yourself, help me get the photo back."

"Ok."

Not blaming himself, he intends to pay her back in the rest of his life.

When Tang wanted to sleep, Jiang Xiaolin went out of her room and answered the phone.

"Shao Lin, how do you deal with those three people?"

Jiang Xiaolin said two words: "Eyes."

The secretary got it.

There is a price to pay for what you should not see.

"Would Jiang Fuli want me to find someone to teach her?" the secretary asked for instructions.

"wait a few more days."

When he gets the photo, he doesn't have to be tied up, he can go to death.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xiaolin went back to Tang Xiang's room.

In the summer, she wrapped her quilt and covered her head. He squatted to the bed and lifted the quilt. Seeing that her head was full of sweat, he stretched out his hand and touched her face with the back of his hand, which was very hot.

Tang wanted to open his eyes, his eyes were not sleepy: "Why are you still in the room?"

"Don't worry about you." He wiped the sweat from her head.

Tang didn't want to hide, "Are you afraid that I will find my shortcomings?"

Moving his fingertips from her forehead to her face, he gently rubbed: "You won't."

Yes, she won't. She still has a mother to take care of. There is still a lot to go. She hasn't done a lot of things. She hasn't had a boyfriend, hasn't married, and has no children of her own.

She sat up, her forehead was soaked with sweat: "Jiang Xiaolin, if the photo is exposed, would you dare to ask me?"

Jiang Xiaolin didn't answer. He moved his hand away from her face, wrapped her fingers around the belt of her sweater, and pulled her over with her lips printed on her forehead and gave her a kiss.

"Be my girlfriend, okay?"

Tang Xiang was a little confused.

He sat on her bed and moved a little to her side: "Okay?"

Her face, which had been warmed by the quilt, became even hotter: "Are you pity me?"

Jiang Xiaolin shook his head: "Do you want me to confess again?"

She did not speak.

At that time, she made it clear that she liked Jiang Xiaolin, but she didn't know when to start.

When Jiang Zhi came out of the bath, Zhou Xufang was in a daze on the hanging basket chair.

He threw the towel on the sofa and walked over: "What's the matter?"

She frowned: "Bai Yang has received an errand job, and the hirer is Jiang Xiaolin." Just now, Jiang Xiaolin contacted Wen Baiyang.

Jiang Zhi guessed a little: "Is it what Tang thought?"

"you know too?"

How could I not know, Jiang Xiaolin found a group of people and guarded Jiang Fu away from the house, all as if they were about to rush in to kill.

"Jiang Fuli found someone to tie Tang Xiang and took a photo." Jiang Zhi also just received the news.

Zhou Xufang was in a bad mood and wanted to beat people: "Jiang Xiaolin hired me to destroy the photos." She wanted to beat people very much, "I want to take this task."