Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

A few people greeted each other for a while, came and went, okay, I missed them very much, the seemingly touching empty words such as a good-looking talent, there was a rhythm that couldn't be stopped.Yin Ximeng, who came and went, also walked away, and Ao Ran reckoned that Jing Fan's heroic show of saving the beauty would not be able to be staged.

Wang Huailei chatted with Jing Ke for a while, then thought of Jing Fan and the others again, and asked, "Cousin, are these brothers and sisters of the Jing family too? I don't know how to call them?"

Jing Ke glanced at Jing Fan, his expression indifferent, completely different from the warm and gentle expression he had when chatting with Wang Huailei: "This is Jing Fan, the young master of the Jing family."

Wang Huailei was startled: "Jing Fan? Young Patriarch?"

Jing Ke nodded and pointed to Jing Zi and the others respectively: "Jing Zi, Jing Xiang, Jing Fan's own sister, this is Ao Ran, the Young Master of Ao Family Castle."

Compared to Jing Fan's identity, Wang Huailei seemed more surprised by Ao Ran's identity. When he heard the young master of the Ao family, his expression changed. He stared at Ao Ran and said, "Are you from the Ao family?"

Ao Ran smiled: "I don't know when my little Aojiabao became so famous, even the Wang family in the far west knows?"

Wang Huailei laughed awkwardly: "It's been heard, it's been said, there will always be some wind and rain along the way."

Jing Ke asked Wang Huailei with a faint smile: "I don't know why cousin Huailei came to the east this time? Cousin Huailei?"

Wang Huailei was restless, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Jing Ke called him twice before he realized: "Ah? Oh, I'm bored at home too, and I'm out to make a living, and I've heard my mother mention your uncles and brothers all the time. , have never seen each other before, we are far away from each other, it is not easy to meet once."

Jing Ke nodded: "Exactly, my cousin will stay here for a while, let's catch up on the old days."

This remark hit Wang Huailei's heart, "Naturally, we will have to bother you a lot then."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Jing Fan: "Is that okay? Cousin Jing Fan."

Jing Wenyue is the daughter of the Jing family, but she married late. Although women in this world can marry at any time as long as you have strength and family background, but after all, girls from most families get married relatively early.

Jing Wenyue is the daughter of Jing's parents. She was well-behaved and sensible since she was a child, and she was charming and charming. She was deeply loved by Jing Fan's grandfather, so she kept her by his side until she was 21 years old, when she married Wang Huailei's father. Wang Huailei's father was 26 years old at the moment, but he was definitely considered handsome and had a background. Grandpa Jing Fan also readily agreed. Wang Huailei was born in the first year of their marriage, and he was three years older than Jing Fan.

Before Jing Fan could answer, Jing Ke said, "What kind of talk is this? If the family doesn't speak the same language, the young Patriarch won't mind. I'm afraid it's too late to welcome you."

Wang Huailei smiled brightly: "That would be great."

Jing Ke: "When I spoke, I forgot that we were standing in the street. It really doesn't look good. Let's go, I'll take you to eat our special dishes, and talk while eating."

The two wanted to leave, but Jing Fan didn't move: "Cousin Jing Fan, won't you leave?"

Jing Fan only glanced at them: "We still have something to do, so we won't go with you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, Ao Ran and the others hurriedly followed.

Jing Xiang pulled Jing Fan's sleeve: "Brother, where are we going?"

Jing Fan: "Walk around."

Jing Xiang: "Aren't we going to be with Brother Jing Ke and the others? After all, that Wang Huailei is Aunt Wenyue's child."

Jing Fan: "No need."

Jing Zi folded his hands on his chest, with a serious expression: "This Wang Huailei came here all the way, probably not just to visit the mountains and rivers."

Langcha: "Of course there are other purposes."

Jing Zi: "!!!"

Jing Xiang: "???"

Ao Ran: "..."

Jing Xiang: "Why are you still following us?"

Lang Cha: "Of course I want to follow you guys. Is it possible that I still want to follow that prodigal Wang Huailei?"

Jing Xiang: "No... What are you doing with us?"

Lang Cha: "I want to chat with some of you, after all, you will feel better when you are with good-looking people."

As she said that, she smiled at Jing Fan, as gorgeous as a flower.

Jing Xiang: "You..."

Jing Zi intercepted Jing Xiang's words and asked, "What do you mean by saying that Wang Huailei came here for other purposes?"

Lang Cha smiled, turned to look at Ao Ran: "I wonder if Mr. Ao knows?"

Ao Ran's heart sank, but his face was blank: "I don't know?"

Lang Cha smiled slightly, "Master Ao Ran is really cute." As he spoke, he reached out to stroke the hair on Ao Ran's neck, and Ao Ran wanted to retreat.

But Lang Cha took a step forward: "Sir, don't move, there is something on your neck." While speaking, his hands kept moving, brushing against Ao Ran's neck, as if he had fiddled with something, but he didn't leave after he finished, rubbing his fingers against Ao Ran's neck. Looking at Ao Ran's side neck.

It can't be seen that if someone teases him again, he is a fool, Ao Ran hastily stepped back two steps, Lang Cha was not surprised, his fingers seemed to be nostalgic, and when Ao Rang retreated, he gently brushed Ao Ran's chest.

Jing Xiang on the other side pulled Ao Ran past her, and after pulling her back, she looked at Lang Cha angrily: "What are you doing, do you know you are ashamed?"

Lang Cha laughed and said: "Everyone has the love of beauty. Mr. Ao's neck is really pretty, and he is also cute. I can't help but touch it. I still like your brother more."

Jing Xiang said angrily, "You! You have gone too far."

Ao Ran pulled Jing Xiang, telling her not to be angry, "Miss Langcha has had enough fun, so don't follow us."

Jing Zi, who was standing by the side, was stunned for a while, and seemed to have suddenly realized, pointing to Lang Cha and said, "You, you are not the flower picker, are you?"