She climbed on his back, bit his ear and said sweetly, "Brother Jiang, I think you love me."
A very strange sentence, isn't it?
She is the only woman around him, strictly speaking, she is the only girl... If he doesn't love her, who else can he love?!
The little girl's thoughts are so baffling sometimes.
She was brought up by him, but there was still a generation gap between the two.
…
On the day Wenxi received the admission notice, he was ordered by his father to handle a casino fight.
Turf wars are a common occurrence in the underworld, but every time, the two parties will argue for a long time before starting to fight, which is no different from shrews in the street.
He has to rush home.
He doesn't have the patience.
So he rushed into the opponent's casino with a gun and shot dozens of people without hesitation. Everyone was shocked by him.
He retreated completely.
The bloodstains all over his body and the blood-stained leather jacket are the best proof that he has completed his mission.
After his father found out, he called him and gave him the highest praise he had ever had for his decisive actions, saying he was the mafia's bread-and-butter.
But he just wanted to see Wenxi.
…
He changed his clothes and hurried home, and even bought a cake to celebrate.
Wen Xi likes to eat this kind of sweets very much, and often studies how to make delicious food by herself.
When he pushed the door open, his eyes were dazzled by two entangled figures on the bed.
One is his unrelated brother - Wenchi.
One is his unrelated sister - Wen Xi.
These two people... were tangled together in disheveled clothes.
There was not even an inch of hair on Wen Xi's body, and she was hiding under Wen Chi's body, not daring to look at him. It was a shy scene.
That kind of picture deeply stimulated his eyes.
She was lying under Wenchi...
…
"Xiaoxi——"
A scream sounded in the quiet night.
Wu Jiang, who was sitting in front of the Li family villa, suddenly opened his eyes and woke up...
The night in front of him was as black as ink, pressing down heavily and swallowing him up.
The palms of my hands were already stained with sweat.
Shaking his head, Wu Jiang tried to wake himself up. He usually wouldn't fall asleep on duty.
Maybe he wasn't asleep at all.
It was not a dream, it was just his memory.
He didn't dream about Wenxi, he just... thought of Wenxi.
New Year.
When people celebrate the New Year, they always think about what they have done this year and what they have experienced in the past...
I can't think of anything good to think about.
He had completely forgotten many details and could not remember them clearly.
…
Standing up from the steps, Wu Jiang took off his sunglasses. Over the years, sunglasses have become a part of his body.
It's more like a mask for him. After putting on sunglasses, he can clearly understand his current identity...
Put away your sunglasses, turn on the lights outside the villa, and begin to personally inspect the villa's security system, doors, windows, and every corner.
But now, he is the only one left in this villa without an owner.
What needs to be done is still done.
…
As he walked forward, Wu Jiang saw a slender figure in the distance outside the gate - Wen Xi.
She was still standing in the same place she had always stood.
Wu Jiang stopped and looked over, but he could no longer see it. There was only deathly silence outside.
Wu Jiang pursed his lips.
I don’t like Chinese New Year anymore.
The memories made him hallucinate.
Turning around, Wu Jiang began to check every place. There was no oversight and he was meticulous in his duties.