Is this really the case?

Zhao Jian glanced at Jiang Xuerou, her eyes flashed, and she didn't believe it.

However, according to the investigations currently received, Jiang Xuerou has indeed not contacted Wang Song, who is called the backpacker.

Seeing that neither of them had any other expressions, Jiang Xuerou slowly let out a breath.

But then, Zhao Jian said, "Yes, it's a pity. I heard that the backpacker was the only son of the family. He worked hard in the city just to bring his parents in his hometown to Nanjiang to live. Now he suddenly died. He was a pair of children and daughters in the family. I don't know how to spend his old age."

Jiang Xuerou was stunned and her face turned pale.

Zhao Jian calmly withdrew his gaze and said nothing else.

The meal was still going well, Ji Rufeng tried his best to smooth things over. Zhao Jian was kind and thoughtful. When he was separated, Zhao Jian also invited Jiang Xuerou to leave with him.

However, seeing Ji Rufeng holding Zhao Jian's shoulders and his eyes fell on her body all the time, Jiang Xuerou felt her steps as heavy as a thousand pounds, and in the end she shook her head and refused.

Ji Rufeng took Zhao Jian away, and the car slid into the traffic. Ji Rufeng asked Zhao Jian: "How can you be so tolerant today?"

"If I couldn't bear it, I would have died long ago."

“…”

Zhao Jian rolled his eyes and looked at him sideways, "And who told you that I endured it, I even cut her!"

Ji Rufeng suddenly became interested when he heard this, "Oh? How did you cut her?"

With Zhao Jian's attitude of taking action after a disagreement, he didn't see the slap mark on Jiang Xuerou's face.

Zhao Jian raised his chin, cleared his throat, changed into his clothes and looked arrogant, "After you leave, I pointed at you and picked the fish for me, and told her if you saw it? This is mine! He is mine too!"

Ji Rufeng stagnated for a moment, then laughed muffled.

Then, the laughter became louder and louder, and finally turned into a loud laugh.

Such a thing does indeed seem to be done by Zhao Jian, arrogant and confident, like a little overlord!

"Have you laughed enough?"

Zhao Jian patted his arm, "Driving well!"

"Don't worry, you won't be in a car accident."

Ji Rufeng stopped smiling, but couldn't cover the curved corners of his lips.

When the two returned home, Yu Heng was playing football with Zhao Xu on the green field in the community.

The two of them parked the car and walked over together. After so many days, they rarely had time to relax.

"Can you play football?" Zhao Jian asked him.

"meeting."

"real?"

"What are you doing?"

Ji Rufeng has touched all kinds of balls, and occasionally he enjoys running and indulging on the court in his spare time.

Ji Rufeng took two steps forward, looked at the two men wearing jerseys, and turned his head and asked Zhao Jian, "I like it?"

Zhao Jian looked at Yu Heng and Zhao Xu in front of him. Both of them were still young, youthful, sweat, long legs, and green field. When they thought about it, they felt sexy.

"Wait."

Ji Rufeng patted Zhao Jian's hand and suddenly turned around and left.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Jian shouted.

Ji Rufeng turned around and smiled at her, waved his hand, "You will know in a while."

Zhao Jian had no choice but to walk over there and sit down under a cool umbrella. It was cloudy today, the weather was not too hot and the sun was not very bright. Zhao Jian looked at the two people in the green field, thinking about whether to buy some water for them, but when he looked up, he saw a man in a red jersey striding towards this side not far away.

The hair that was combed neatly stretched freely, the long arms swung, and the texture was clear. The arms, long legs, and sneakers were not yet approached and felt a strong hormonal restless atmosphere.
Chapter completed!