Bizarre Love

Chapter 18 Domineering (2)

Jiang Ren looked at her coldly: You are finished.

Lu Yue felt inexplicably terrified, she originally felt wronged in her heart. After all, everyone knew Jiang Ren's identity. She originally thought that he and Shen Yuqing were separated and she had a chance, but now it seems that this is not the case.

He actually came to find Meng Ting.

But Meng Ting has a problem with his eyes. But under Jiang Ren's gaze, Lu Yue couldn't say anything.

She could only watch Jiang Ren leave.

He Han was stunned for a long time: I think Brother Ren is interested in Meng Ting.

He Junming looked at the car keys in his hand and felt that the sky was about to fall: What kind of taste does he have? He still remembers the face of Meng Ting on his student ID card.

Fang Tan was also not sure, so he said after a while: Don't think too much, Jiang Ren won't be serious.

Meng Ting's car to go home is the 382 bus. Every ten minutes, very fast.

It happened to be the rush hour when she got on the bus, and the bus was extremely crowded.

The driver master spoke in dialect and told everyone to go back.

Meng Ting swiped his traffic card, and raised his hand to hold the ring above his head.

At the last second when the door was about to close, Jiang Ren got into the car.

It was the first time in his life that he took a bus, and seeing that it was full of heads, he couldn't help but click his tongue.

The master reminded him in broken Mandarin: Young man, either give money or swipe the card.

How many?

piece.

Jiang Ren touched his pocket, and after a while, he raised his eyes to look at Meng Ting, and smiled a little badly: Master, I don't have a card or money.

There was a moment of silence in the car.

The master was also stunned for a while, so, you want to take the Bawang car?

Then you go down.

Meng Ting also looked over with the crowd, everyone was looking at him strangely, but he didn't care.

Meng Ting's heart skipped a beat, and he also wanted him to go down.

Good student, come here and swipe your card for me.

Meng Ting met his black pupils and mustered up his courage: You go home by bike.

Jiang Ren couldn't help laughing: You are so cruel.

Seeing that Meng Ting refused to help, he casually took a 100 yuan red note from his wallet and threw it in.

The master was stunned: This you... Then he started the car without saying anything.

Meng Ting frowned, the bus didn't allow change, so Jiang Ren spent a hundred yuan on the bus? She couldn't help feeling a little regretful, if she swiped his card for him, he wouldn't be in such a miserable situation.

This year, the transportation hub is not as convenient as later, and the bus is crowded with people.

Jiang Ren is tall, so the space is even more cramped for him.

The car swayed, and Meng Ting almost hit the middle-aged man in front several times. A hand in a black leather glove grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him.

Jiang Ren.

Um.

Meng heard: Let me go.

Let go of you, are you standing still?

She blushed: I can.

He chuckled softly, and said domineeringly, Don't speak.

Then he turned his head and said to the man behind him, Squeeze your mother, squeeze, and try again when you meet me. He speaks without restraint, and doesn't care if it's dirty or not.

The man wanted to scold him back, but when he saw Jiang Ren, he was scared.

The boy is tall, with silver hair and black diamond earrings, and he always has the temperament of a gangster. He didn't dare to speak, so he could only walk outside.

Jiang Ren's ferocious tone made Meng Ting a little scared, so she had to stay away from him as much as possible.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Ren bent his lips: What are you afraid of? I'm not trying to hurt you.

Meng Ting's face flushed slightly, but he was really fierce.

She clenched the metal railing next to her and didn't speak.

However, the surrounding area is obviously much more spacious.

The bus was rickety all the way, and the terminal was not too far from Meng Ting's house. When she got out of the car, she realized that Jiang Ren's expression was not good.

He pursed his lips tightly and frowned.

He got carsick.

Meng Ting lowered her long eyelashes and walked towards home.

Jiang Ren was extremely irritable because of the surging nausea.

Meng Ting.

She turned around.

Why don't you eat what I give you?

The ice cream in her hand had already melted, and she didn't move a bite. Seeing that Meng Ting was silent, his eyes were slightly cold, and he walked over a few steps: Okay, forget about looking down on me.

He grabbed it and threw it directly into the trash can next to him.

There was a bang.

She looked up at him.

They were very close, and behind the black lenses, her pair of water-cut and clear pupils felt a little aggrieved.

Why is he so domineering?

Give it if you want, throw it away if you say it.

Forget it... She won't spend the rest of her life with him, so she doesn't care about him.

She thought for a long time, then said softly, You stretch out your hand.

Her hair is soft and has a warm color in the sun. Jiang Ren frowned, Meng Ting said softly, I'm sorry, it's my fault.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and he stretched out his hand involuntarily.

It was early winter and November at that time.

Fresh air.

He lowered his eyes, and a small lemon-flavored fudge was placed in the black glove.