Chapter 41

"What's the problem?" Jiang Xuan heard his heart beat faster, and even became anxious.

But she tried to suppress her anxiety and asked, "what do you find there?"

"No

"No?"

"Yes, nothing."

No.

Jiang Xun never thought that it would be like this, but he didn't find a more terrible information. There are two possibilities. Rong Jing lied, or His family background is so strong that he can't even invade the underground system.

But if it's a lie, why does he lie?

What if it's the second possibility?

That's a dangerous existence.

Jiang narrowed his eyes and looked at the Land Rover. Under the street light, the car stopped there quietly, very low-key.

She remembered that Rong Jing was superior to her in Kung Fu.

However, her Kung Fu is not good, and there are more people above her, which doesn't mean anything. But Rong Jing is different. His kung fu seems unfathomable.

Last time he had a fight with sun Chuhan, and later Jiang Xuan had sun Chuhan checked. Although he was the eldest son of the sun family, he was not a learned and skillful waste.

He not only has some business brains, but also has heard that he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. His master is still a master after a martial arts family in China.

In this way, Rong Jing's identity is even more suspicious.

But what did he approach her for?

Does he have anything to do with the people who sneaked into the villa?

Jiang hung up and went back to the car. Rong Jing is still waiting for her. He plays with a cigarette in his hand, but he doesn't smoke. These days, Jiang can't remember his habit of smoking.

Seeing Jiang Xuan looking at himself, his eyes fell down. It happened to fall on the bag she put in front of. The bag was probably not taut, and a packet of cigarettes fell out of it.

Jiang also doesn't smoke much, but she keeps it in her bag all the time, which has special sedative ingredients. When she was 18 years old, after that, her mood was often unstable, and she often had symptoms of anxiety and fear.

Although it's much better now, she will feel at ease with those things in the bag.

Rong Jing didn't know where to come from, and lit the cigarette with a "pa".

Jiang Xuan has never seen him smoke, but his lazy and skillful posture is not a novice. "There's something in it," he said

The man's eyebrows sink down, there is a kind of dangerous breath.

Jiang Xuan put out the smoke and said, "don't worry, tranquilizer, not poison."

The man's eyes, let her have no reason to have a silk flustered, like doing something wrong was caught by the teacher on the spot of the child, involuntarily lowered his head.

"Since my mother died, I've been in a very unstable mood." At that time, her mother was her biggest support in the world. When her mother died, her world almost collapsed in half.

"When I was 18 years old, it happened again I've had it with me ever since She held the cigarette in her hand.

She seldom shows weakness, but the look of her head down at this time is particularly distressing.

Of course he remembered that night six years ago. But he never felt guilty. To him, he was just a woman.

Besides, he left them a clue.

It was a white jade finger. At that time, the situation was urgent. He took it off and put it on her hand. The finger was the totem of their family.

It's also the symbol of their group. As long as it's in M country, no one can't recognize it.

But until later, when he finished dealing with it, no one came.

Naturally, he won't care about it. It's gone.

But he never thought that it would leave such a deep scar in her heart. He wanted to hold her hand, but he had no courage at that moment.

But Jiang Xuan suddenly spread out his palm and put a smile on the corner of his mouth: "so, you'd better think clearly if you want to be with me."

"Gracilaria."

There was no light in the car. The light from the street light outside came in through the window and fell on her side face. The space in the car is narrow. He calls her name, and his voice is a bit low and sexy.

Jiang Xuan turned around and said, "you don't have to sympathize with me."

She doesn't think it's worth sympathizing with. She's living well now and doesn't need anyone's sympathy.

The only regret is that the child

It was she who gave birth to him, but did not raise him well. If he was alive, I don't know if he would hate her.

In the evening, Jiang Xuan went to Rongjing. If Anning didn't cheat her, there are many good wines hidden in Rongjing's kitchen. She came so many times that she didn't find out.

Jiang opened a bottle of red wine, and Rong Jing's skill of frying steak just came in handy.

By the time he cooked the steak, Jiang had already drunk it himself.

Others and red wine are tasted, she poured half a glass for herself, can drink up.

Rong Jing took the glass from her hand: "drink less."Instead of robbing him, Jiang Xun went to the cupboard and took two more cups. He poured most of them for himself, and the small one for Rong Jing.

"Today's affair is really dispiriting. Come on, I respect you. You are also loyal. The police station dares to beat people."

She touched a cup with Rong Jing and drank most of the wine.

When she came out of the police station, she had nothing to eat and drank two large glasses of red wine on an empty stomach. Also pour, Rong Jing take away the bottle, "don't drink."

But Jiang Xun smiles and reaches over, "so mean?"

Did not grab, but was allowed to hold the wrist Jing, "I know you are not happy in the heart, but drinking can not solve the problem."

"Not happy?" Jiang Xuan was very close to him, almost on his chest. She looked up at him, "why do you say I'm unhappy? Jiang Juncheng has suffered retribution now. He's down. Why should I not be happy? "

The strength of red wine was slow, but she drank it too quickly. She looked up at him, and her steps were gradually unsteady.

"Gracilaria!"

"Whether you give it or not, or send it to me."

Over the years, this is how she came over, tranquilizers and alcohol. But the more she drank, the better she drank. When she was not drunk, she felt worse.

Rong Jing let her go, poured more than half of his glass, and poured it to her: "I'll drink with you."

Jiang Xun rubbed his wrist and drank it down.

Rong Jing pushed the plate in front of her, "eat something first."

He didn't eat. After half a cup of drinking, his consciousness gradually became trance. She wanted to drink more. The bottle was at the bottom, and she got up and went to the kitchen.

Just stand up, the body can not support, and sat down. Continue to stand up, staggering two steps, a staggering nearly hit the corner of the table.

Rong Jing's body moves, and he has helped her.

"Sit here and I'll get it."

Jiang couldn't stand at all. He leaned towards him heavily, almost to his chest. He lowered his head a little, and he could see her face flushed and her eyes slightly drunk, which was somewhat charming.

Rong Jing also drank wine, although not much, but now I don't know how hot and dry.

He put her in his seat and said, "don't move."

Jiang Xun sat down along with his strength, and the whole person leaned on the table. When he came back to get the wine, she was asleep on the table.

It seems that I really drank too much.

Rong Jing put down the wine bottle, held her shoulder and called, "Jiang Xuan."

She lay on the table and didn't respond, so he had to bend over and pick her up. Jiang Xuan sleeps very smoothly. He doesn't drink too much and doesn't cry.

Rong Jing picked her up, she also subconsciously smacked her lips, and rubbed against his arms.

He lowered his head and curved his mouth.