One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Jiang Qing and others came out of the bar, and a group of people frolicked fiercely.

Jiang Qing drank, but was not drunk yet.

He saw someone waving at him not far away, Jiang Qing recognized the person, said a few words to the people around him, and went over there.

"Jiang Shao."

"Has it been delivered?"

The man was a little nervous, and said tremblingly, "Master Jiang, something happened, why don't you go and have a look?"

Jiang Qing frowned: "What happened?"

The man said: "I can't say, you will know after you go to see it."

Jiang Qing didn't think much, let the other person go first, he followed that person into the car and left.

…

The city lights outside the car window were receding quickly, and the flickering lights flashed across the face of the young man inside the car.

He slid down slowly and leaned against the girl next to him.

Ling Qiong reached out to straighten him up, but soon fell down again.

Ling Qiong didn't push him away this time, letting him lean on her.

"Miss, are you sending me back to Jiang's house?" Mo Yan asked in front.

Ling Qiong thought for a moment, "Go home."

Mo Yan turned his head to take a look, didn't say much, turned at the next intersection and sent him to Lingqiong's house.

Mo Yan helped Lingqiong put the person into the guest room.

"You go back first."

Ling Qiong sent Mo Yan away, and sat by the bed to look at the person on the bed.

The young man slept very well, smelled of alcohol, his cheeks were stained crimson, and his lips glowed seductively under the light, as if silently inviting people to taste.

Try it secretly...it should be fine, right?

Nobody knew anyway.

Dad can't be white krypton...

right!

No white krypton!

Thinking about it this way, Ling Qiong became confident.

…

Jiang Luomu had a dream.

In the dream is the hot summer.

Cicada yelled endlessly outside the window.

And he was pressed and kissed in the classroom by the girl, repeatedly as if there was no end and it would never end.

He woke up suddenly when the class bell rang.

The illusory dream and reality were superimposed, and it was his cell phone that rang.

Jiang Luomu took a look at his phone, it was his alarm clock.

He turned off the alarm clock, sat up on the bed, and glanced around, showing a little confusion.

……What is this place?

last night……

Jiang Luomu only remembered that Jiang Qing made him drink a lot of wine last night, but he couldn't remember clearly afterwards.

"Wake up."

The door was pushed open, a head poked in, met his gaze, and immediately showed a cute and docile smile.

The person in Jiang Luomu's dream overlapped with reality, his face flushed instantly, and he looked away in a panic.

Why would he have such a dream?

Jiang Luomu felt that his heart was dirty, and he had thoughts that he shouldn't have, so he was full of apologies.

Ling Qiong came in from the outside, the mattress next to him sank slightly, and then the girl suddenly came over.

She put her hands on his sides, as if wrapping him in her arms.

Jiang Luomu moved back, pressing his back against the head of the bed, there was no way to retreat.

"Do you remember what happened last night?"

"Last night..." Jiang Luomu somehow remembered what happened in his dream, and his face turned even redder.

"Why is your face so red? You haven't had enough alcohol yet?" Ling Qiong raised her hand to touch his forehead, "Are you still sick?"

The girl's hands are a little cold.

Covering his forehead, it was extra comfortable.

But Jiang Luomu only felt hotter, his cheeks became hotter, and even his ears turned red.

The young man avoided her hand, his palms were covered with cold sweat from nervousness, "You...don't get so close to me."

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and leaned over to his ear and asked, "Is it a unique reaction in the morning?"

Jiang Luomu's head exploded with a 'boom'.

Like a good woman being molested, she grabbed the quilt and pulled it up.

"As your tablemate, I can help you with this."

"..."

"???"

What are you busy with?

Jiang Luomu couldn't turn his head around until he noticed where Ling Qiong was looking.

"No, no, no... no need."

"Is it really not necessary?"

The boy shook his head like a rattle.

"Alright then." The little girl was disappointed, and pointed to the side, "The bathroom is over there."

…

Jiang Luomu rushed into the bathroom and closed the door.

The young man's cheeks in the mirror were flushed, and he felt inexplicably ashamed when he took a look at it, and he didn't dare to look at it again.

Knock Knock——

Jiang Luomu looked towards the door.

"There are clothes inside, you take a shower before coming out."

Jiang Luomu glanced to the side, there were clean clothes on the table next to him.

He lowered his head and smelled the clothes on his body, and there was a strong smell of alcohol.

Jiang Luomu didn't do anything, he just took a shower and went out.

Ling Qiong was still sitting by the bed, "So fast?"

Jiang Luomu: "..."

Jiang Luomu couldn't explain anything, so he had to change the subject: "Why am I here?"

"You don't remember what happened last night?"

Jiang Luomu still had some aftereffects of a hangover, he thought about it.

"Jiang Qing took me to the bar... I seem to have drank a lot, and after that... I don't really remember."

Ling Qiong was a little speechless: "You know that Jiang Qing is uneasy and kind towards you, why are you still with him?"

Do you think you didn't die fast enough or what?

If she didn't change her mind in the end and spent money to draw cards, what would be the consequences?

Jiang Luomu replied in a low voice: "He dragged me into the car..."

Jiang Qing led people to surround him, almost forcing him into the car.

There were so many of them, and he couldn't break free by himself.

"Then why didn't you call me?"

"..."

Jiang Luomu didn't expect this.

He didn't expect that there was someone he could turn to for help...

Jiang Luomu said: "Jiang Qing is making peace with me."

Ling Qiong rolled her eyes, "Make peace? Do you believe this?"

"..."

Jiang Luomu shook his head.

If Jiang Qing really wanted to make peace, he wouldn't force him to drink so much.

He is not stupid.

"Do you know what Jiang Qing wants to do to you?"

"...What?" Jiang Qing didn't just want to get drunk and embarrass him?

"Want to see it?"

"..."

Jiang Luomu nodded.

Ling Qiong called and asked Mo Yan to pass something over. She operated on the phone for a while and handed it to him.

There is no sound in the video, and Mo Yan had processed it before passing it over, and coded the parts that shouldn't be watched.

But that picture...everyone knows what it is.

The main characters are Jiang Qing and two men...

Jiang Luomu didn't dare to look again after one glance, his face was pale, "This..."

"This is what he prepared to entertain you." Ling Qiong puffed her cheeks, her brows and eyes were full of anger, "Now it's just that the protagonist is himself, and he deserves it!"

Jiang Luomu looked dumbfounded.

Why……

To do this to him.

He never blamed him when his life was changed; Jiang's father and Jiang's mother wanted to keep Jiang Qing, but he never blamed him.

Because that's not his fault.

But...Jiang Qing targeted him everywhere.

Why does it seem like he stole his stuff?

Ling Qiong pursed her lower lip, pulled down his sleeve, and asked softly, "Do you think I've done too much?"

The boy lowered his head and shook his head for a while.

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously, "I don't want you to be hurt."

Jiang Luomu didn't avoid her gaze this time, "Thank you."