Hearing Xu Qiao's words, Jiang Ling frowned.

It seems that her mother often takes men home randomly after the injection, and Xu Qiao is used to it.

Jiangling was pressed by the young woman and could clearly feel that her body was very warm, and her skin and face were hot. This was a manifestation of the sharp increase in sexual impulse.

call.

The young woman was gasping for breath, her eyes were blurred, and she could no longer control her words and deeds.

No, I can't do this. Jiangling decisively pushed the young woman away.

His daughter is still in the room, how could he do that?

If you think I disturb you, I can go out. Xu Qiao pinched the corner of her clothes and lowered her head.

I didn't mean that. Jiang Ling shook his head helplessly.

I know you are different from those men, but if you don’t help your mother, she will still look for others. Instead of doing that, it’s better to follow you.

She spoke very little, and it was hard to imagine what she had experienced before she made such a difficult decision.

Jiang Ling felt a little sorry for this girl.

Don't worry, I have a way to calm your mother down. Jiangling has 15 years of drug control, and she still has experience in this area.

Soaking the young woman in ice water can gradually calm her down, but this approach requires her to cooperate.

Just as Jiangling was about to try, the young woman ran away. When Jiangling chased her out, she could no longer find her young woman.

Sorry, Jiangling shook his head apologetically at the little girl.

It's okay, I'm used to it, I should say sorry, it's me, what I asked just now is too embarrassing.

She came to her senses and thought about it, and was so embarrassed that she dared not look at Jiangling.

Oh my God, what I was saying just now!

After a moment of silence, she suddenly looked up: How old are you? What should I call you?

Call me uncle.

The ugly one is called Uncle, and the handsome one is the uncle. I'd better call you Uncle. She blinked and said seriously.

Just you, Jiangling smiled indifferently.

Before the two of them could say a few words, a man and a woman gasped in the next room.

It was the young woman's voice, and she really brought back a man, probably because she found him casually from the street.

Jiang Ling's face changed slightly, and he quickly covered Xu Qiao's ears.

No, I'm used to it. Xu Qiao forced a smile, but she was obviously depressed.

After the sound next door disappeared, Xu Qiao was worried about her mother and wanted to go back and take a look. As soon as she opened the door, she found a disheveled gangster standing in the corridor outside the door.

You are the daughter of that slut. When you were playing, you heard her say that she had a daughter who was very handsome.

He was sweating all over and hadn't even put on his pants well. He smiled at Xu Qiao with a lustful look: He looks really good, just like I'm not happy yet.

As he said that, he walked over and grabbed Xu Qiao and pulled him out.

Ah, don't. Xu Qiao's face turned pale with shock.

Let her go.

A cold voice suddenly sounded, and then a huge force slapped him hard and slammed him heavily into the corridor, knocking some cracks into the walls.

Cough cough. He coughed violently a few times, got up in fear, didn't dare to say anything, and ran away with his head.

After being saved, Xu Qiao's lips trembled and she stood at the door for a while but couldn't recover.

If you are afraid, stay here. Jiangling whispered.

She shook her head and said she was worried about her mother and wanted to go home.

After closing the door and seeing off the little girl, Jiangling shook his head gently.

He has experienced too many things and has seen too many joys and sorrows. Everyone has their own life and he has no right to intervene.

Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Ling did not forget to write a love letter to Qin Mengjiao. He wrote a casual song and posted it over, and then he took the jade pendant and entered a state of meditation.

After a while, Qin Mengjiao came back to the message: Did you write this?

Jiang Ling looked at WeChat and was busy understanding the jade pendant but did not reply.

As a result, the next day, as soon as he arrived at the classroom, Qin Mengjiao held up her cell phone and asked him in surprise: Did you really write this poem? Don’t lie to me.

I don’t need to lie to you. As soon as Jiang Ling sat down, he felt two sharp gazes, from Mo Youlan and Wang Hui.

Oh, did you really write it? Let's take a look. Wang Hui walked straight to Qin Mengjiao and snatched her cell phone.

As soon as Jiang Ling entered the classroom door, he was paying attention. What happened yesterday when school was over scared him.

But Wang Hui thought about it later and felt that Jiangling must be deliberately pretending to act.

If he was so rich, why did he act so low-key? The rich people Wang Hui knew were all very arrogant and extremely crazy.

While looking through Qin Mengjiao's cell phone, he glanced at Jiangling with disdain: The luxury cars I rented yesterday cost a lot of money, it must be a small amount of 30,000, right? You are really willing to do so.

rent?

Jiang Ling looked up at him.

Yu Hongchang acquired several luxury car brands a few years ago. If Jiangling wants to open it, he can customize one privately, but there is no need to do that, so he doesn't value these things.

Mo Youlan's eyes also flashed a few times. She knew very well that the Rolls-Royce convoy was not rented by Jiangling, and she was afraid that Wang Hui would be scared to death if she said it.

Wang Hui, who was on the other side, thought Jiang Ling was guilty and smiled even more proudly.

It was all caused by vanity. Wang Hui looked down at Jiangling from a high place, pointed to Qin Mengjiao's cell phone and shook his head. This poem was written worse than shit.

I think it's pretty good, only to understand but not to express it. Qin Mengjiao, who had been silent, took back her phone from Wang Hui's hand.

After saying that, Qin Mengjiao secretly glanced at Jiangling with her lips, looking shy.

Wang Hui saw her like a little woman, and his bladder was so angry that he was about to explode.

Hearing her say this, Jiang Ling couldn't help but look at her side.

You, you!

Seeing Qin Mengjiao and Jiang Ling like this, Wang Hui gritted his teeth in hatred.

Brother Hui, don’t be angry, let’s go, please drink pearl milk tea.

When Li Daben and the others saw that the momentum was wrong, they rushed over to flatter Wang Hui.

Wang Hui cut Jiangling coldly and then left by Li Daben and others.

After they left, Qin Mengjiao's cheeks were slightly red and she whispered to Jiangling: Be careful of Wang Hui. He knows many people in school and may find someone to take revenge on you while he is free to move.

Jiangling smiled, not caring at all.

He knew that today was the school-wide sports day once a week, from the end of the first class in the afternoon to the evening, which is what Qin Mengjiao said about the free activity time.

As soon as the bell for the first class in the afternoon rang, Wang Hui came over and patted Jiangling's desk and said harsh words: Don't let me see you on the playground later.

After saying that, he left.

Is the playground? Jiangling smiled slightly as he looked at Wang Hui's back as he walked away.

He will definitely go to the playground. Things that can make him sense are likely to be near the playground. The three classes are enough for him to check carefully.

When Jiangling arrived at the playground, the sidewalk was full of people, most of them were girls, and there were also many students from affiliated middle schools in the neighboring school.

When I got closer, I realized that the game was being played on the basketball court.

Today it happened that the provincial basketball team came to select talents. The colonels and some junglers were working hard to perform, striving to be watched by the provincial team's scouts.

The confrontation on the field was very fierce, and exclamations erupted from time to time from the onlookers. When Jiangling passed by, the referee blew the pause whistle.

On the basketball court, Wang Hui wiped his sweat. He was about to rest when he saw Jiang Ling on the sidelines and sneered.

Brother Yuanzheng, that is the person I mentioned to you. Wang Hui gently hit the tall man behind him and pointed at Jiangling and said.

OK, I have a clear idea, don’t break my promise if I promised me. Feng Yuanzheng smiled contemptuously.

Just that little monkey who is not very thin? It's so weak.

He is 2.12 meters tall, tall, big, and has a tiger back and bear waist. He is a beast in the school team's penalty area. He once set a horrible record of 15 blocks in a single game in inter-school competitions.

Don't worry, Brother Yuanzheng, how dare I play tricks on you? I sent my little girlfriend outside the school to your bed afterwards.

After the two decided, Feng Yuanzheng sneered and swung the one-arm round, and threw the basketball at Jiangling.

This momentum was so strong that the basketball was spinning in the air and making a whistling sound of breaking through the air. In the blink of an eye, it flew to Jiangling.

The onlookers couldn't help but exclaim.

However, the next second, just as the basketball was about to hit Jiangling, he didn't even look at it. He raised his arm calmly, spread his five fingers and grabbed the basketball with one hand.

How is that possible! Feng Yuanzheng changed his face. He had absolute confidence in his strength. He used 90% of his strength and was actually stopped by a thin monkey with one hand!

The referees on the sidelines and provincial scouts looked at Jiangling in surprise.
To be continued...