Chapter 913

In the setting sun, he only left a resolute figure for everyone.

……

After Li Qinian returned to the base, he always felt uneasy. After dinner, he finally couldn't help calling Jiang Wang.

The phone rang for a long time, but there was no answer. Just when she was going to hang up and go directly to Jiang's house to find someone, the phone was suddenly connected.

"Hello?"

His voice sounded hoarse and heavy.

Li Qinian couldn't help wringing his eyebrows: "brother Wang, are you okay? Why did you take so long to answer the phone?"

Jiang Wang's tone was natural: "some files have to be processed. The mobile phone was muted and didn't hear it for the first time."

Li Qinian: "Jiang Yi is gone?"

"Well, old master Jiang sent people away."

Li Qinian heard of the old man and didn't get suspicious. He chatted with Jiang Wang for a while and hung up the phone.

……

Compared with the small storms in reality, the public opinion on the Internet is the most "spectacular".

As soon as the kissing photo came out, netizens went crazy directly.

[there are four champions in the team, and two of them digest themselves?]

[lying in the trough, I actually got it. Today is the day when the undercover couple are announced!]

[I don't know why, the two leaders didn't move. It seems that they look like they fit and make sugar!]

[bah, homosexuality. Love is disgusting!]

[it's really the same. I don't know why, I suddenly have some resistance and can't accept it]

[sisters, don't pay attention to those bad remarks. It's true that we never forget. We'll just be happy!]

Li Qinian's microblog comments have long been occupied. There are insults, blessings, and people who let her broadcast sugar live with Jiang Wang.

She thought about it, clicked on her microblog and sent her first microblog in half a year.

Ben was at the cusp of the storm. As soon as she made a blog, netizens rushed over immediately.

………

On the other side, Jiang's old house.

Jiang Wang was naked, lying on the big bed in the bedroom, his back was bloody, leaving two slender whip marks.

The basin with clean water on one side was dyed red. After the doctor cleaned the wound, he began to apply medicine to him.

"It may hurt a little, young master. You can bear it."

Jiang Weigang hung up Li Qinian's phone and stared at their dialog box, but he didn't quit.

The process of applying the medicine was another torture. His back muscles were tight and his hair was wet with sweat.

"Ding Dong!"

At this time, the microblog suddenly sent a push, which was his special concern.

He thought that, as usual, Li Qinian forwarded the publicity microblog of the team. He didn't care much, but he still habitually opened it.

But when he saw the content of the microblog, he was stunned——

[Whistler: my (. JPG)]

The picture is a side face photo of Zhang JiangWang. The person in the photo leans on the sofa, closes his eyes and sleeps soundly. The scorching sun sprinkles from the French window behind him and hits his side face impartially, giving him a little more hazy sense of holiness out of thin air.

Just for a moment, Jiang Wang remembered the origin of this photo.

Half a month before the college entrance examination, while supervising Li Qinian's study, he handled the affairs of the company. He was so busy that he only slept four or five hours a day. Finally one afternoon, he couldn't help dozing off with his eyes closed.

It was at this time that Li Qinian thought he was asleep and raised his mobile phone to take a candid picture, but he caught him. They were fighting and tossing again.

Thinking of Li Qinian, his eyes softened unconsciously.

The family doctor looked at him in surprise.

Can he still laugh when it hurts so much?