His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

"You! Talk about you!!" The invigilator on the stage roared and came over: "What are you doing?! Don't harass your classmates for exams!!"

The boys were unheard of the teacher's roar.

Li Shu Nanshou put his eyes on the table, staring at the girl for a while.

Really, there is nothing to do with her.

"Does it have to be taken?"

Seeing the girl's drooping eyelashes and her pale and stubborn face, his posterior molars clenched and stood up.

"What are you doing? You, don't take the exam, be careful. I'll tell you the head teacher!" The seats were lined up, and the invigilator struggling through the aisle.

Li Shunan did not lift his head either, ignoring the warning from the invigilator, glanced at him lazily, copied his hand into his trouser pocket, and strode out from the back door of the classroom.

The slender figure disappeared at the door of the classroom.

Looking at that figure, he is simply the representative of the two words arrogant.

The invigilator was very angry: "What's the matter with the students nowadays, taking the exam so seriously?!"

The invigilator calmed down his anger, and planned to take a look at his test paper, and walked to Jiang Lingzhi's seat.

Realizing that there was something wrong with her face, the invigilator asked, "What's wrong? Is this classmate not feeling well?"

Jiang Lingzhi held a pen in his hand and whispered, "My stomach hurts a bit."

The invigilator asked: "Can you still persist? I really can't go to the infirmary."

Jiang Lingzhi was holding a pen, his eyelashes drooping, and slowly calculating the formula on the draft paper, his voice was very soft: "I can hold on, thank you teacher."

The invigilator nodded and didn't say anything. He took Li Shunan's test paper, glanced at his name, and turned back to the podium.

Knowing that his eyelashes trembled, Jiang Ling glanced sideways at the empty seat at the same table.

At the same table, why did he go?

The exam went on as usual, and only the rustle of pencils could be heard throughout the classroom.

Jiang Ling knew his hand was holding his stomach, writing a question, slowly, the completion of the test paper was very slow.

In less than ten minutes, heavy footsteps came from outside the corridor.

Immediately afterwards, a slender figure appeared at the back door of the classroom.

Li Shunan did not call a report either, holding a packet of medicine box in his hand.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, he walked in like no one next to him, with a loose figure, and stopped beside Jiang Lingzhi's seat.

The invigilator was sitting on the podium and had not yet realized what was going on.

Seeing him unhurriedly unpack the pill box, the whole classroom could clearly hear the sound of unpacking the tin foil.

The boy's deep and magnetic voice is less lazy and a little more composed: "Take the medicine."

Jiang Lingzhi sniffed, like a fragile porcelain doll, raised his eyes and stared at him with that kind of wounded look.

The tip of Li Shunan's throat rolled lightly, his big palms placed her shoulders, and he straightened her up. He squeezed her chin, "be good, open your mouth."

Jiang Ling knew that his eyelashes trembled, and did not ask him what it was, and almost listened to him subconsciously.

The boy put the pill in her mouth, unscrewed the thermos, and handed it to her: "Brown sugar water."

Jiang Lingzhi was holding the thermos cup, his eyebrows were slightly twisted because of pain.

After confirming that she had swallowed the medicine, Li Shunan stood up straight.

"What's the matter?" The invigilator yelled again: "Why are you again?!"

In the angry expression of the invigilator blowing beard and staring, Li Shu Nan Sui glanced at him, and said in a daunting manner: "I'm sorry, teacher, now I'm leaving."