His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

"Huh?" Li Shunan was stunned for a moment, and realized that when she said that she was in the yard just now, her fingertips paused: "Are you scared?"

Jiang Lingzhi suddenly felt that the terrible thought he had just thought was strange.

He is obviously still so gentle.

But an idea came out inexplicably.

Is he so good to everyone?

"No, it's your brothers. They seem scared." Jiang Lingzhi held the milk tea and walked forward slowly.

Hearing those guys, Li Shunan had no emotions, and said slowly: "Oh, it doesn't matter, they are used to it."

Jiang Ling knew: "..."

The two walked along the road towards the villa area.

Jiang Ling knows that he is addicted to drinking milk tea.

Li Shunan was right beside her, with one hand in her trouser pocket, not only moving her long legs slowly, but also didn't know what she was thinking.

The two walked quietly.

When he was approaching the villa area, Li Shunan said lightly: "Sort into classes right away, do you study literature or science?"

The pearls in the milk tea can't be sucked out no matter how.

Jiang Lingzhi poked the straw, tried hard to fight it, and replied naturally, "Wen."

She answered decisively, without hesitation.

Li Shunan's eyes moved slightly, and he pondered for a while, before continuing to ask: "I just heard them say that you started playing the piano when you were five?"

Jiang Ling knew that he was drinking milk tea with his head covered, but he didn't know why he asked this question again, and nodded, "Yes."

The boy gave a soft "tsk", "Can you still dance?"

Jiang Lingzhi drank another big sip. The milk tea was about to bottom out, and only the pearls in the bottom could not be drunk: "Well, I have studied folk dance for several years."

The boy’s legs are very long, but he doesn’t walk fast, and a low, magnetic voice sounded in her ears: "Is it hard to learn so many things?"

His voice, as always, was moodless, magnetic and low.

Knowing that Jiang Ling's eyelashes flicked, his fingers holding the milk tea cup stopped like this, and his heart leaked half a beat.

This is a very strange emotion.

In her sixteen years of life.

He was the first person to ask her if she worked hard.

Every time Mom and Dad take her out to show off in front of relatives and friends, when it comes to this, others will only praise you, you are so outstanding, you are really a genius.

No one has ever asked her.

Is it hard for you to learn these?

Jiang Lingzhi glanced at the boy's profile, and the softest part of his heart seemed to be touched lightly.

From the bottom of my heart, I feel that her tablemate is really a very gentle person.

A person like this shows well-educated politeness in his gestures.

Jiang Lingzhi suddenly became a little curious about his life experience.

Why is he always with his friends, but never met his family.

——

Sunday.

When he doesn't usually go to school, Jiang Ling knows that he usually doesn't get up until nine o'clock in bed.

But something happened today, she woke up at eight.

After Jiang Lingzhi got up to wash, he wore a gray sports jacket and shorts suit, tied a ball head and went downstairs.

Lu Yuping is watching TV in the living room.

Hearing the movement of her going downstairs, I was a little surprised, and gave her a second glance: "Why is it so early today?"

Jiang Lingzhi ran to the restaurant table and took two pieces of toast, spread a bit of jam, bit in his mouth, and asked vaguely: "Mom, didn't you tell me yesterday that Uncle Sub will be at home today?"