His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Jiang Lingzhi calmed down for a while and tried to focus his attention on the movie.

"What kind of movie is this?" The boy's lazy voice came in his ear.

The movie has already started, and Jiang Lingzhi chose it herself.

Some time ago, she had been hearing a film from Wen Yujing to Amway.

Jiang Lingzhi thought for a while: "It seems to be called after?"

She just took the remote control and was about to search for movies when she happened to see such a name, so she clicked in and took a look.

It is said that the male coach, the female lead is beautiful, especially romantic and beautiful.

And it's a foreign film, so it happens to be able to learn English.

After watching it for a while, Jiang Ling knew that the actor was okay, probably not the type she liked.

She felt that it was far from catching her at the same table.

The beauty at the same table kills a lot of small fresh meat at home and abroad.

Jiang Lingzhi held the pillow in his arms, with his chin resting on it, staring intently at the large projection screen.

The phone on the coffee table rang suddenly, and the ringtone was abrupt in the room.

Jiang Lingzhi glanced, subconsciously stretched out his hand to take it.

Unexpectedly, the owner of the phone just leaned down and reached for the phone.

Her hand just hit the boy's finger.

Jiang Ling was stunned, and his eyes fell on the boy's distinct fingers.

Under the faint light of the projection screen, the boys' hands appear cold and boneless, and the knuckles are slender.

Gee, these hands, it's a pity not to play the piano.

Jiang Ling knew that he was still in a state of absence.

Until the boy's fingertips lightly rubbed the back of her hand, causing a itch.

Jiang Ling knew this suddenly reacted like a waking up from a dream.

That is not her cell phone.

She didn't even bring her phone out.

Jiang Lingzhi turned his head, his gaze just hit the boy's eyes. After a pause for two seconds, he quickly put his hand back and hid it behind him: "That, I want to help you get it."

Li Shunan's light brown pupils did not fluctuate emotionally, his fingertips paused, and after taking the phone, the palm of his hand moved back unhurriedly.

The phone ringing is still ringing back and forth.

He hasn't answered yet.

Li Shunan lowered his eyes, glanced at the screen of the phone, and stood up, his voice a little dumb inexplicably: "I'll go out to answer the phone."

Jiang Lingzhi turned his head to look at him, then nodded, "Oh."

There seemed to be a trace of itching on the back of her hand, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

There was no reaction, he went out to answer the phone, why did he report to her.

Li Shunan lowered his eyes, glanced at her thin white legs in shorts, and said lazily, "Sit on the sofa."

Jiang Lingzhi raised his head and looked at him, then he realized with an "ah", got up from the carpet, sat on the sofa, grabbed a pillow, hugged it in his arms, and the small mass sank deeply.

Li Shunan bent over and picked up the cigarette case and lighter on the coffee table, copied it into his trouser pocket, and when he walked to the door, he couldn't help but glance back at the girl.

The little one nestled in the sofa, and in the dim light, she could still see her thin white legs.

The tip of Li Shu Nan's throat rolled gently, knocked a cigarette from the cigarette case, bit it in his mouth, gently closed the door, and pressed the dial back button.

Jiang Ling doesn't know how to go to the cinema, but he also watches movies on the computer.

I don't know what's going on today.

Always distracted, inexplicably a little can not enter.

She didn't seem to watch what the movie specifically said.

What emerged in my mind was the boy's hand just now.

It's so pretty.

And when his fingertips rubbed the back of her hand...

It was so numb, it seemed to bring a tiny electric current.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lingzhi suddenly recovered, and the strange feeling on the back of his hand seemed to reappear.

She rubbed **** the pillow.

Isn't she poisoned?