Become the white moonlight of the attack

Fu Shixin wanted Song Jiaxin to give up on him just now, but after hearing this girl's explanation clearly, he became more and more uneasy, "What did you say!"

It was obvious that he understood what she was saying.

Song Jiaxin spread her hands and said calmly, "Didn't you hear that?"

"Don't even think about it, he's mine."

When Fu Shixin said this, it was especially like a child who immediately stood up to express his position when he learned that his beloved gift was peeped by others.

It's ridiculous to say that as long as Jiang Zhuo is involved, Fu Shixin will become irritable and mentally retarded.

"Are you two together? Did he admit it?" Song Jiaxin smiled charmingly. When she saw Jiang Zhuo today, she was sure that Fu Shixin was unrequited love.

Just as Fu Shixin wanted to say that they were asleep, he could hear the second half of the sentence and swallowed it back, "Song Jiaxin, do you know what you are doing?"

Challenge his bottom line?

"No, I'm just pursuing the right to be beautiful. Okay, brother Fu, I have to go to work. You have to know that I have to behave well." After finishing speaking, Song Jiaxin gave Fu Shixin a meaningful look, and smiled from his side walk by.

Fu Shixin burst into a foul language in anger.

"What the hell!"

In Jiang Zhuo's expectation, Song Jiaxin's arrival was to help him get rid of Fu Shixin's entanglement, but gradually he discovered that this was not the case.

Fu Shixin's attitude towards Song Jiaxin was not only resistant, but also something that Jiang Zhuo couldn't see clearly.

For example, at lunch, Song Jiaxin invited Jiang Zhuo to the cafeteria for dinner, Jiang Zhuo readily agreed, Fu Shixin sternly pulled Secretary Li to follow, his eyes kept lingering on Song Jiaxin, but his words were ignored.

Looking at Song Jiaxin again, Jiang Zhuo knew the purpose of her coming, but what the hell is Song Jiaxin always appearing around him intentionally or unintentionally, did she go astray by being courteous to him?

Because of Song Jiaxin's nonsensical way of courtship, Jiang Zhuo briefly spent three leisurely days.

For the past three days, Fu Shixin has been hanging out with Song Jiaxin no matter whether he is at work or off work. The tit-for-tat confrontation between the two can be regarded as a model of enemies. peace of mind.

Just imagine, if two flies keep buzzing around you, you won't be able to continue working.

Jiang Zhuo, who was about to get off work on Wednesday afternoon, was stopped by Secretary Li. From Secretary Li's shy and blushing appearance, he knew that it was Feng Wenke who was looking for trouble.

"take me Out to eat?"

As soon as Jiang Zhuo finished speaking, the door gods sitting on the left and right of Secretary Li asked in unison: "Who invites you to dinner!"

Secretary Li, whose voice was piercing, had to scratch his ears with both hands.

"That... my boyfriend."

Jiang Zhuo was the happiest to hear Secretary Li's explanation, he raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Secretary Li's left door god Song Jiaxin didn't know about Secretary Li and Jiang Zhuo's friends, but Secretary Li said that his girlfriend invited him to dinner, and Jiang Zhuo was going, so she had to follow. As for that...

Song Jiaxin gave Fu Shixin a squinting look, seeing that his teeth were bared even more than Jiang Zhuo's smile, she knew that Liang Zi was tougher tonight.

Fu Shixin immediately went to pull Secretary Li's arm, and winked to send a message to Secretary Li. You must know that he hadn't been alone with Jiang Zhuo for three days. He desperately needed this opportunity, and that obtrusive woman could not go.

Jiang Zhuo looked at Fu Shixin and Song Jiaxin's fighting eyes, and looked at Secretary Li who was in the middle of the dilemma. He felt very headache, but he was happy to pimp him, so he waved his hand, "Let's go together."

10 minutes later, a table of five people was seated in the smoky hotpot restaurant.

The five people didn't want a private room and sat directly in the lobby.

To everyone's surprise, this time Feng Wenke did not treat guests at his Ranweiju, but chose a hot pot restaurant that has become popular recently.

"You don't understand now, brother Feng is going deep into the enemy's camp and keeping pace with the times." Fu Shixin yelled at Brother Feng on the left and Brother Feng on the right, making Jiang Zhuo who was sitting across from them feel very headache. When did the relationship between the two become so strong?

What made him even more speechless, the two actually clinked glasses tacitly.

The corner of Jiang Zhuo's mouth twitched, and he took a bite of the mutton in the bowl, feeling that his friendship of more than ten years had been trampled on.

In the middle of the meal, everyone was eating high, Secretary Li was not restrained, and Feng Wenke even hooked up with Fu Shixin, a kind of acquaintance who hated being late.

Song Jiaxin kept picking up food for Jiang Zhuo. Seeing that the food on the plate in front of Jiang Zhuo was as high as a mountain, Fu Shixin pulled out Song Jiaxin's chopsticks.

"Our family Jiang Zhuo doesn't need your attention!"

Fu Shixin suddenly raised his voice so that everyone present looked at him. Fu Shixin was a little outspoken after drinking. Jiang Zhuo couldn't stand him treating a girl who admired him like this.

Just about to persuade him, he saw Song Jiaxin looking at Jiang Zhuo seriously, the two seats were only separated by a smoke barrier, Jiang Zhuo looked at the peach/color/little face reflected in the haze, and felt more warm meaning.

He wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Song Jiaxin, "Jiang Zhuo, I like you."

The sudden confession fell on him so unexpectedly, Jiang Zhuo looked at Song Jiaxin dumbly, and then swept to everyone present.

Feng Wenke, Secretary Li, and Fu Shixin all knew about it.

"You... all... know?"

Jiang Zhuo asked nonsense.

Feng Wenke shook his shoulders, Secretary Li nodded, Fu Shixin had deep eyes and did not respond.

The reason why Fu Shixin rejected Song Jiaxin so much was because Jiang Zhuo had a criminal record. He agreed to get married even if he had no feelings because the boss's daughter had a good family background and met his needs.

From Fu Shixin's point of view, Song Jiaxin's family background, status, appearance, no matter in every aspect, is the daughter of President Xu, so he is very conceited that if Jiang Zhuo knows that Song Jiaxin is pursuing him, he will agree.

Fu Shixin's face was serious, and the indifference emanating from his body still made people around him feel cold even through the hot steam.

Song Jiaxin blinked Shuiling's big eyes, her whole body seemed to be tied up, so stiff that she couldn't move.

She knew that there was a pair of sharp eyes staring at her not far away, but the arrow was already on the string, how could she not shoot, she simply closed her eyes, and bit the bullet to try again.

"Jiang Zhuo, I like you, do you want to date me?"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Jiang Zhuo subconsciously raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Shixin.

Although it was only for a moment, it was caught by Feng Wenke who was watching the show.

He picked up Secretary Li who was on his lap, and kept his mouth shut. He glanced at Jiang Zhuo from the corner of his eye, and smiled without saying a word.

"I'm sorry, I have no plans to fall in love." This is a sentence that Jiang Zhuo has memorized by heart, and he doesn't know how many people he has dismissed with this sentence.

After all, Song Jiaxin is a weak girl. After hearing Jiang Zhuo's polite refusal, her eyes were full of mist, her face was beautiful and she smiled happily. She used a sentence that all rejected people would say as the last struggle:

"I will not give up."

Song Jiaxin's embarrassing departure made the hot pot meal fall into silence.

While Fu Shixin was drinking, Feng Wenke and Secretary Li had a deep affection in private.

Only Jiang Zhuo was embarrassed and didn't know where to start.

He stared at the wine glass in front of Fu Shixin being filled again and again and emptied again and again, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Don't drink." After a long time, Jiang Zhuo got up and pressed down the wine in Fu Shixin's hand. This was his usual trick, asking him to send him home when he was drunk.

He's a fool to give him a chance.

But before Fu Shixin opened his mouth, Feng Wenke stopped Jiang Zhuo and dragged him outside the hotpot restaurant.

The hot pot shop was steaming hot, and the cold wind outside the hot pot shop was biting. Jiang Zhuo, who was only wearing a black sweater, shivered suddenly when he went out.

As night falls, the busiest time in the city center has begun. The lights are red, the willows are green, the lights are staggered, passers-by flock in an endless stream, and all the people have started their colorful nightlife.

Like him and Feng Wenke, one on the left and the other on the right like two doormen, there are not many people standing at the door of a hot pot restaurant and watching.

Jiang Zhuo raised his eyebrows and glanced at Feng Wenke, who was standing on the right, feeling suspicious. He didn't know the reason why Feng Wenke called him out, but he could more or less guess that it had something to do with Fu Shixin, otherwise, he wouldn't have stopped Fu Shixin from drinking. , called him out.

Jiang Zhuo looked down at his feet. The neon lights in front of the hotpot restaurant happened to elongate the figures of the two of them. When he saw a small stone beside his feet, he actually offended the child and kicked it away.

With Jiang Zhuo's help, Shi Zi ran so far that he couldn't see clearly, and fell into this turbulent shady scene.

Jiang Zhuo sighed softly, and finally said: "Tell me, why did you call me out?"

Feng Wenke didn't go around in circles with Jiang Zhuo, and asked directly: "He went looking for you?"

Jiang Zhuo's originally calm heart was instantly agitated by the "he" Feng Wenke said.

"How do you know?" He pursed his thin lips tightly, his face under the neon lights flickered, and suddenly a surge of anger surged into his heart.

Knowing that Jiang Zhuo was angry, Feng Wenke hurriedly explained, "Fu Shixin said it." Feeling the need to let him know, he added, "He cares about you very much."

"What do you want to know?" Jiang Zhuo's doubts were gone, but Zhao Ran would be talked about at this time and this place, which made him repel him all over.

"I have no other intention." Feng Wenke approached Jiang Zhuo, put his left hand on Jiang Zhuo's right shoulder and patted it.

Jiang Zhuo looked at his hand for a moment and didn't say anything.

"I think he is really kind to you. Listen to what my brother says, don't be stubborn. If you miss him in your heart, think about it."

Jiang Zhuo was silent.

When the two returned to the table, Fu Shixin had already fallen asleep on the table. Jiang Zhuo asked the reason, and Secretary Li said that he had drunk too much.

In the end, it was inevitable that he would send Fu Shixin off.

Jiang Zhuo sat in the car and pressed his eyebrows, Feng Wenke's words were still in his ears, Fu Shixin's kindness to him was also vivid in his memory, he knew himself, he had feelings for Fu Shixin, but he was not sure what this feeling was .

The joy/pleasure of the flesh/body/is the comfort of the soul, but both are not good for him.

He is a coward, and he is afraid to take the first step.

Helpless, Jiang Zhuo had no choice but to send him home.

It was his birthday that the password of Fu Shixin's house had not changed. The door was opened. Jiang Zhuo took off his shoes and helped Fu Shixin walk to the sofa and sit down.

He planned to send him home and leave, but Fu Shixin suddenly stood up and grabbed his hand, refusing to let him leave.

Jiang Zhuo was helpless, he wanted to yell at him, but he was really helpless when he saw the drunken, crazy and cute person in front of him.

"I'll leave after you sleep."

"I don't, you sleep with me."

Jiang Zhuo had a severe headache. Is this guy challenging his bottom line?

He pursed his lips, and Jiang Zhuo, who was staring with barking eyes, was really speechless, so he could only pretend to nod in response, who knows that this guy has something to say.

"hug."

He really stretched out his hand for Jiang Zhuo to hug him.

Jiang Zhuo cursed secretly, is this guy really drunk?

Jiang Zhuo suppressed his anger and warned himself not to care about a drunkard, and half hugged him and lay under the bed, but this guy said again, "You give me a bath."

"Grass!"

Jiang Zhuo finally couldn't take it anymore, slammed the door and walked away.

Hearing the closing sound of the door, the person lying on the bed suddenly sat up, rubbing his forehead and laughing.