Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

Chapter 205

Ai Xiaoqi said in a deep voice: "Wang Bing, are you really willing to join the Seventh Century?"

"Yes, Sister Qi, we have a feud with the Black Tiger Gang. Joining the Seventh Century is our only way to survive."

Ai Xiaoqi nodded: "Don't be so fussy when doing things."

Ai Xiaoqi is referring to Meng Liang.

Wang Bing nodded.

"Go find Mili tomorrow and ask her to recruit soldiers. Go to Li Wenchang for the money. The more people the better. You can call yourself the Seventh Society."

When Wang Bing heard that this person wanted to do something bigger, he nodded excitedly.

"Don't worry, Sister Qi. As long as you have money, you can get as many people as you want."

"Okay, I'm leaving now. You can handle this yourself."

"Okay, Sister Qi."

Ai Xiaoqi suddenly discovered that the student party is a rare force. As history has shown, they are straightforward, daring, and have strong appeal. Most importantly, they can gather together in time and become a large group.

"Just when we were worried about manpower, manpower arrived."

……

B A large bench under the shade of a tree.

The night wind is chilly.

Feng Xi leaned against Liao Mang's side, crying.

"Xixi, stop crying. I did everything you asked me to do, and we won the basketball game. Stop crying, okay?"

Liao Mang coaxed him patiently.

"I don't want any of this."

Liao Mang was silent. She knew why Feng Xi was behaving like that and no matter how she tried to coax her, it wouldn't work. However, he couldn't agree to her.

The young couples passing by were used to seeing men and women having a quarrel, and they couldn't help but stick their heads out to watch the fun.

"Xixi, let's go home."

Liao Mang took Feng Xi's arm.

Feng Xi acted coquettishly: "Amang, carry me on your back."

Liao Mang has always been shy and just wanted to leave quickly, so he sat slightly sideways on the chair.

Softly said: "Come here."

Feng Xi wrapped her arms around his neck obediently.

Liao Mang carried Feng Xi on his back.

Feng Xi dishonestly pressed her lips against Liao Mang's neck, letting out a slight sob.

Liao Mang sighed and pushed Feng Xi upwards.

My eyes turned red with heartache.

If Feng Xi wanted his life, he would give it to her without hesitation, but what Feng Xi wanted was him as a person and his heart.

In fact, he had already given his heart to her, but Feng Xi wanted him to love her openly. Liao Mang lowered his head, as he couldn't do that.

The Feng family is a giant in China. Feng Xi is the most noble little princess of the Feng family and the only sister of her master Liao Mang.

Liao Mang held back his tears. What was he?

Feng Yao considers himself a brother, but he never forgets his duty.

On the first day of entering the Feng family, Mr. Feng set the rules: "I spent a lot of money to buy you. From now on, Feng Yao is your master. Your lives belong to him. As long as he is alive, he must not be harmed. The only purpose of your life is to be loyal to Feng Yao."

He had not forgotten, and Yuntian had not forgotten either. The difference was that they were willing to risk their lives for Feng Yao, to block thunder and bullets, all of which came from their hearts. Feng Yao treated them as brothers and never as servants.

But how can one’s identity change?

How can a bodyguard of the Feng family, an old man who is six years older than Feng Xi, be worthy of marrying the little princess of the Feng family? And who will bless him? I'm afraid there will be overwhelming obstacles. I wonder if Feng Yao's parents will have a good ending of living and dying together.

What should we do about the willful Feng Xi?

Instead of that, it would be better not to let her suffer so much. Xixi is still young. He will find a way to make Feng Xi forget about him and find a good match for him.

"A Mang..." Feng Xi was humming again, almost begging. He was never arrogant or domineering in front of Liao Mang.

"Ah."

A string of tears flowed down Liao Mang's neck and into his chest, feeling so cool and yet so hot.

"Amang, Xixi wants to play on the carousel."

"Okay, take Xixi with you."

Liao Mang carried Feng Xi to the entrance of the amusement park. It was already midnight and Feng Xi was drowsy on his back.

Liao Mang walked to the door and knocked on the guard's window.

"Uncle Wang, open the door."

Uncle Wang put on his clothes and rubbed his dim eyes.

Sure, it’s his boss again.

Uncle Wang has been working here for ten years. The reason he doesn't change jobs is that the work here is easy and the salary is high.

Usually I just clean this small amusement park.

When he first arrived, Uncle Wang was also puzzled. This amusement park was really shabby. There were only various kinds of carousels and nothing else.

Later I found out that this place does not accommodate other guests.

For the past ten years, there has only been my boss and a little girl, the one who knocked on the window today.

When the little girl is happy, the boss will bring her here, and when the little girl is sad, the boss will also bring her here.

Just like today, the little girl had swollen eyes from crying and was carried to him in the middle of the night. It was a common occurrence.

The electronic gate opened with a loud noise, and the entire dark amusement park was immediately filled with colorful lights and cheerful music.

Liao Mang nodded politely to Uncle Wang at the window and walked into the amusement park.

The dazzling colors of the amusement park briefly attracted Feng Xi's attention. Feng Xi pointed and chose a white horse.

"Play with this."

Liao Mang carried Feng Xi onto the white horse.

He also sat on it and protected Feng Xi behind him.

This has been a habit that has been used to coax Feng Xi since childhood.

The wooden horse spun happily, and Feng Xi's seaweed-like hair ruffled Liao Mang's cheek.

Liao Mang couldn't help but lower his eyes to look at her.

Feng Xi moved slightly, turned around, put her arms around Liao Mang's waist, and hid in his arms.

Liao Mang was at a loss as to what to do and didn't know where to put his hands. In the end, he held onto Feng Xi for fear that she would fall.

Liao Mang's tone was still gentle: "Xixi, don't make trouble. Xixi has grown up. She can no longer let Brother Mang hold her like she did when she was a child."

Feng Xi's fingers moved up Liao Mang's white shirt and pressed on Liao Mang's chest.

Ask calmly: "You really don't like me?"

Liao Mang curled his lips and smiled, deliberately looking very happy.

"How can I not like Xixi? Xixi is Brother Mang's sister and was raised by him."

Feng Xi sobbed: "You know, that's not what I'm talking about."

Liao Mang was silent for a moment, then jokingly asked, "Xixi, is Brother Xianmang living too leisurely? Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble for me?"

Feng Xi was still sobbing, unusually calm: "Why not."

Liao Mang was speechless: "It's dawn, take Xixi home, don't get sick again."

Feng Xi raised her pretty face and looked at Liao Mang stubbornly: "You really don't love me?"

Liao Mang didn't dare to dodge, because dodging would mean giving Feng Xi the wrong answer.

Liao Mang showed the cold-bloodedness of a killer, but his tone was still gentle.

"do not love."

Feng Xi collapsed and cried sadly: "Do you love me or not?"

Liao Mang remained calm: "No."

Feng Xi jumped off the rotating carousel out of control, regardless of his own safety, and Liao Mang followed closely behind.

He took the fallen Feng Xi into his arms and asked nervously:

"Are you hurt? Let me take a look."

Feng Xi cried on his shoulder: "Why, why, wuwu, wuwu."

Liao Mang felt a pain on his shoulder. Feng Xi was biting him, his teeth digging into his flesh.

This should be the most serious injury Liao Mang has ever suffered, otherwise why would his eyes be red and he look in unbearable pain.

"Xixi, let's go home."

……

Liao Mang put Feng Xi on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

He didn't know how many times he had thought about this. He wanted to leave, leave Xixi's world.

Liao Mang was barely rational. He took care of Xixi, but his purpose was definitely not to make her fall in love with him.

Liao Mang stood beside the bed and looked at Feng Xi who was pretending to sleep and sobbing.

"Xixi, Brother Yao needs me. I'm going back."

The sobbing became more rapid.

Liao Mang turned away coldly.

Feng Xi threw back the quilt, ran to Liao Mang barefoot, and hugged him from behind.

"Don't leave."