Chapter 771 (1/2)

Li Jiazheng suddenly.

The holding glass is put down.

Lin Jiangxia was also confused.

The heart fluttered.

By the time I realized what I had said, it was too late.

After all, I can't take it back.

”I... I mean... Cocoa, you...”

Stammer to make up for it.

”Forget it, Xia Xia.” Li Jiazheng lowered his eyes: ”don't pretend.”

She gave up her disguise completely and her voice returned to normal.

Lin Jiangxia's shoulders drooped, unable to sit down.

I don't dare to see how Zhan beiheng looks at the moment.

Li Jiazheng stirred the glass goblet with his five fingers and sipped his nose: ”Xia Xia, I'm very grateful that you can let me see beiheng.”

Here, she seems to dare not go to see Zhan beiheng.

One thing falls to another.

Among others, Li Jiazheng is generally high and holy.

But here in Zhan beiheng, she is just a little girl.

Will be nervous, will be shy, will also be afraid.

She lowered her head and pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly: ”as for whether to eat dinner or not, it doesn't matter.”

The restaurant was horribly silent.

Up to now, Zhan beiheng is still silent.

”I'm gone. I won't disturb you.” Li Jiazheng gently placed the goblet properly: ”after all, for this family, I am a standard uninvited guest.”

Then he got up and turned to leave.

”Good government!” Lin Jiangxia shouted.

Li Jiazheng stopped and didn't look back: ”stay with beiheng. Don't worry. I won't go back on what I promised you.”

Do you mean you'll never entangle brother Zhan again?

Lin Jiangxia opened her eyes and looked at Li Jiazheng's lonely back. She was inexplicably sad in her heart.

Li Jiazheng takes a deep breath and wants to go again.

”Wait.” Zhan beiheng finally opened his mouth.

Just two simple words, it is extremely cold and will make people shudder.

For Li Jiazheng, zhanbeiheng dialect is much more effective than linjiangxia dialect.

The pace stopped, and the whole man's back was stiff.

”Why can't you drink?” Zhan beiheng pinched the goblet tightly, and his knuckles turned white.

This problem made Lin Jiangxia almost stop breathing.

Take a breath of cold air, subconsciously raise your cheeks and look at Zhan beiheng.

I could see the cold air on his face.

When I went to see Li Jiazheng again, I only saw her stiff.

Obviously, for a while, she couldn't weave a reasonable excuse.

It was Lin Jiangxia who slipped her tongue. She should have told the lie.

”Ah, she... She has a cold. She has taken medicine. Of course she can't drink.”

”Xia Xia.” Zhan beiheng looked sideways at her.

Even though her eyes are empty, the invisible pressure that can bring to Lin Jiangxia still makes her almost breathless.

Obviously, her lie was easily exposed.

He could only lift his eyes and cast his eyes to Li Jiazheng for help.

”I'm pregnant.”

Li Jiazheng's words made Lin Jiangxia almost bite off her tongue with her mouth slightly open.