The system floated in front of Jiang Jiang, stared at Jiang Jiang's face for a while, and said in a hesitant tone [Bai Hang is downstairs, so you are now... are you looking forward to and nervous? 】

Jiang Jiang was caught off guard by being exposed, and was immediately a little annoyed. He puffed out his small chest and pretended to be calm and said [Who is nervous?I have known Ah Hang for so long, is there any need to be nervous? 】

The system thought for a while [But I heard a saying that Xiaobie wins the newly married——]

'Knock knock knock'.

A knock on the door interrupted the system's words, and Jiang Jiang's attention was diverted. He looked at the door and said, "Please come in."

The door was opened, and Zuos walked in with a smile.

He has already changed his clothes. The light gray suit is not aggressive, but it perfectly sets off his gentle and jade-like temperament, especially when he walks calmly with exquisite gold-rimmed glasses, Jiang Jiang suddenly has a kind of seeing The illusion of a teacher in the Republic of China.

"Why are you so stupid?" Zuo Si's voice suddenly sounded. He rubbed Jiang Jiang's head and said with a light smile, "Are you nervous?"

Jiang Jiang was still stuck in the coercion with the system and didn't fully recover. When he heard the word nervous, he subconsciously retorted: "Of course not. It's not the first day I know Baihang, how could I be nervous."

Zuo Si listened to his hand, he lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Jiang, and said slowly with the same smile on his face: "You misunderstood, what I want to ask is... the first time you attended a dinner party, would you feel nervous."

After he explained this, Jiang Jiang came to his senses: "I'm sorry, I was thinking about it. But don't worry, although it's my first time, I will try my best not to be stage fright, and not to embarrass you!"

Jiang Jiang assured Zuo Si Ting full of confidence, but Zuo Si Ting didn't look very happy, but raised the end of the voice, and then changed the subject: "So it seems that you are really still interested in seeing Bai Hang soon. It's a little more tense."

After he finished speaking, his eyes flicked over Jiang Jiang's neck, who couldn't turn around.

On the delicate, white and slender neck, there are still traces of crimson red, just like falling flowers in the snow, so eye-catching that people can't help but look askew.

Zuo Si's expression remained unchanged, but his heart became stable and satisfied. He looked away and stopped teasing the frizzy Jiang Jiang, but chuckled and said, "Let's go, the guests should be waiting."

Jiang Jiang, who racked his brains to make up excuses, blinked his eyes. He didn't understand what Zuo Si was thinking in the blink of an eye, and was a little surprised at how foolish he was.

——But that's fine too. If Zuo Si really wanted to go deeper, he might not be able to make up a perfectly seamless excuse.

Jiang Jiang, who was secretly glad, thought of this, and immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Okay, let's go down now."

He was afraid that Zuo Si would go back on what he heard, and turn the topic to Bo Hang again, so he walked out after speaking.

Before taking two steps, Jiang Jiang's shoulder was held down.

Zuo Si hugged him halfway, with an expression like a tolerant and gentle elder, and his posture was full of doting protection and care.

"There are a lot of people down here. If you are too far away from me, you will get separated from me." Zuo Si heard that his tone was full of concern, and he smiled at Jiang Jiang, who was looking up with his head up and his face full of confusion. "And you are my assistant now, if you are too far away and I need your help with something, what should I do if I can't find you?"

Jiang Jiang looked stunned: "That's right, you are not in good health. If you are tired and sleepy, or you are persuaded to drink, I can help you."

Left. No one dared to persuade him to drink. Si. His health was so good that he could hold Jiang Jiang with one hand. He was silent, as if acquiescing to Jiang Jiang's words.

So Jiang Jiang obeyed, let him hug him obediently, and stretched out his arms around his waist without a teacher, and went downstairs with him as if he was helping a weak patient and as if he was a lover.

As they walked down the stairs step by step, the noise in the lively hall gradually faded away, only the melodious piano sound was still mellow.

And when they walked into the light, Jiang Jiang's palms were dripping with sweat.

Because all kinds of men and women in the hall are almost all looking at him—or are they looking at Zuosi who is next to him?

Jiang Jiang is not sure, he can only feel that he is being peeped inside and out as if he has no clothes on, and familiar words linger in the whispers in his ears, among which are nothing more than the big praise words he has heard since childhood .

To be honest, apart from the various evening performances that he was forced to attend when he was in school, Jiang Jiang had never been so much-anticipated as he is now.

Moreover, unlike the simple ignorant admiration of the students, the eyes of adults are more greedy and aggressive, like a pair of hands, Jiang Jiang's palms are covered with cold sweat.

He couldn't help but hugged Zuo Siting's waist tightly, and the body that had been unconsciously keeping a distance was gradually getting closer to Zuo Siting.

It was also at this time that he finally understood why Zuo Si Ting asked him if he was nervous before.

——Actually, he is more than nervous now, he is so panicked that he is going to turn around when he walks.

Especially when he heard a lady next to him whispering in a teasing tone, 'The little butt is so upturned', he tensed up almost reflexively.

Gan.

You rich woman is too rascal!

Jiang Jiang was ashamed and annoyed, just when he was about to secretly glare at the lady angrily, he suddenly found that Zuo Siting's hand on his shoulder suddenly slipped down and turned into an arm around his waist.

Jiang Jiang raised his head in confusion, but saw Zuo Siting stopped, looked straight ahead, and said a little coldly: "Brother."

Ok?

The elder brother Zuo Si listened to... Isn't that the current Patriarch of the Zuo family, Bo Hang's own father?

When Jiang Jiang's little head turned the corner, his eyes had already looked over.

What he saw at a glance was not Zuo's father who had been drinking and drinking all the year round, but Bai Hang who was looking straight at him behind Zuo's father.

I haven't seen him for many days, but Bai Hang's face is still pale. Against the background of his black obsidian pupils, it seems that he is still recovering from a serious illness.

Jiang Jiang couldn't help but feel a little worried.

He pursed his lips and wanted to talk to Bo Hang, but he gave up the idea because the surrounding environment did not allow it.

When the conversation between Zuo Siting and Zuo's father came to an end, Jiang Jiang took the lead in avoiding Zuo Siting's suspicion, and quietly looked at Bai Hang.

Almost as soon as he turned his face away, Zuo Si's voice sounded: "After sleeping for so long, are you hungry now? Do you want some dessert?"

It was fine if he didn't say it, but Jiang Jiang's little stomach protested as if he had realized it.

Jiang Jiang was a little embarrassed, and quickly whispered: "Fortunately, I'm not too hungry. If uncle is busy, don't worry about me."

Zuo Si listened with a low smile: "The only thing I have to do is to take good care of you."

Jiang Jiang was taken aback for a moment, he was confused by Zuo Siting's surging desire to take care of him, he opened his mouth in a daze, but when he didn't know what to say, he heard Zuo's father who hadn't left before him and said with a chuckle: "Second brother Ah, brother, I have seen you growing up with my own eyes, and this is the first time I have seen you like someone, so much that you can hold it in your palm for fear of falling, and hold it in your mouth for fear of melting."

Zuo Si listened and raised his eyes, and said lightly, "Because he is worth it."

Father Zuo glanced at the dazed Jiang Jiang who had been praised, then swallowed, and with difficulty moved his eyes away from that beautiful and seductive face.

When he was investigating Baihang before, he had seen Jiang Jiang's photo, but firstly, the photo couldn't show Jiang Jiang's vivid beauty at all, and secondly...he was actually a little suspicious of photo P.

However, after he saw the real person, he realized that what was captured by the fixed frame of the photo was only the faint light of the person in front of him.

Zuo father, who is fond of drinking and sex, secretly regretted it again, and couldn't help being jealous of Zuo Siting.

Because it has always been like this, what he wants to do with so much painstaking efforts, he has spent a lot of energy and failed to get it, but in Zuo Si Ting's hands, he will always get it easily.

The more Zuo father thought about it, the angrier he became, he cursed Zuo Si in his heart as usual, and finally endured it skillfully.

It's ok.

He thought to himself——Anyway, Zuo Siting is a sick child, even if he has power and power and beautiful children play with him, he won't play for long!

As long as Zuo Si Ting dies of illness, or is dismounted by his chess piece Bai Hang, then everything that the opponent has now will be his!

Thinking of this, Father Zuo couldn't help laughing, and no longer cared about Zuo Si Ting's indifferent expression, but continued to say enthusiastically: "If this is the case, when are you going to get married?"

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???

Jiang Jiang looked at Father Zuo with question marks all over his face.

Besides him, a group of people whispering in the hall also looked over with shock on their faces. Even Bai Hang turned his eyes fixed on Jiang Jiang's body, and stared at Father Zuo with a slightly gloomy expression.

The smile on Zuo's father's face soon faltered in all directions, including the eyes behind him, making his forehead sweat.

He resisted wiping his forehead, but felt his heart beating violently, as if he was being stared at by some ghost.

But having said that, he seems to have felt this inexplicable feeling of fear...

Father Zuo was so engrossed in his thoughts for a moment that he almost forgot what he wanted to say. It wasn't until Zuo Si in front of him raised his eyes belatedly that he shivered suddenly and came back to his senses.

The temperature in the hall was moderate, but Zuo's father's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Zuo Siting, whom he loathed and disdained, so he could only take a deep breath, calm down, and take out silk from his arms. Pa came, shaking his hands slightly to wipe off the sweat from his forehead.

After wiping, he also calmed down.

"Second brother." Zuo father said, almost not frightened by his hoarse and unpleasant voice, he coughed a few times with a sullen face, and then said: "You are not too young, you have to start thinking about yourself It's a lifelong event, I see that since you care so much about Jiang Jiang, you might as well hold the wedding sooner."

Zuo Si Ting's hand gently followed Jiang Jiang's back, but his eyes looked at Zuo's father, and smiled slightly: "No need, Jiang Jiang and I are just simple friends and subordinates, and we have no intention of getting married. .”

Father Zuo pouted in his heart.

Of course, he wouldn't believe the nonsense that Zuo Si heard. Apart from other things, just the intimate behavior of these two people in front of a group of them can make people think about it.

And although he is ugly and has many folds, his eyes are so good that he can see the ambiguous red mark on the side of Jiang Jiang's neck at a glance.

You know, Jiang Jiang has been living in the old house all this time. Under such circumstances, whoever sucked the red mark can be guessed by a fool.

Father Zuo scolded in his heart a gentleman, a scum, and a beast in clothes. After the old cow ate tender grass, pear blossoms and crushed begonias, he smiled again comfortably: "So that's the case, that's really my fault. To express my apology, I apologize with wine." .”

He didn't wait for Zuo Si to refuse, turned around and took a look at his confidant.

The confidant who was acting as the waiter received the hint, walked over in a few steps, and then took out a glass from the pile of wine glasses on the tray in his hand and handed it to Father Zuo.

The author has something to say: Bo Hang: Could it be my car?

Zuos Ting: Hmm...will it be mine?

Sheng Hengxi: It's mine!It must be my car!

Driver (cursing): What kind of shit took the tires off my car?And threw away my steering wheel?Fuck, I- oh, it's socialism, that's okay :)

感谢在2020-02-0818:19:30~2020-02-0917:23:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 395833975 bottles; 1 bottle for natal illness;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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