His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Little Pumpkin looked up at him, did not respond to him, lowered his head to lick the cat's milk.

Li Shunan leaned lazily next to the chest of drawers and stared at it for a while.

It is also a bit strange to think that I am talking to a cat.

Li Shunan laughed at himself, turned back to the room, drew a clean towel from the cabinet, and entered the bathroom.

When coming out again.

He wore a black shirt and dark trousers, which made his complexion even more cold and white.

The black hair was still dripping water, he sat on the sofa and picked up the envelope on the coffee table.

Li Shunan leaned back slowly, his collar was a little loose, and most of his collarbone was exposed. The drops of water slid down the tall bridge of the nose and dripped along the well-defined jaw line.

Opening the envelope, the first line reads impressively.

——Thank you letter for donation from the Cultural and Sports Building.

He raised his eyebrows, not interested anymore.

The slender finger closed the letter paper, stood up slowly, and stuffed it into the cabinet next to it.

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The next day, 9 o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Ling knew that when she came out of the room, she didn't sleep well last night, her eyes were still red, and she pulled her slippers downstairs.

The living room is very quiet, there is no sound at all.

Jiang Lingzhi glanced at the living room, and noticed that the atmosphere seemed a bit wrong.

Ordinarily, Lu Yuping should be watching a dog blood TV series at this time.

The TV was off today. She was sitting on the sofa in the living room with a cup of tea in front of her. The air pressure seemed a little low.

Jiang Ling knew inexplicably that the situation seemed a bit wrong, so he walked to the restaurant lightly, took a tea egg, and sat there silently peeling the shell.

After hearing the movement of her coming downstairs, Lu Yuping really spoke: "Zhizhi, come here."

Such a tone.

Jiang Ling knew his fingertips, and he was even more sure of what he thought.

Jiang Ling felt a little nervous for some reason, lowered his eyes, walked over with the egg, and sat down beside the sofa: "Mom, what's the matter?"

Lu Yuping put her mobile phone on the sofa and looked up at her with a serious expression: "This time the test results have already come out. A message from the teacher this morning."

Oh, exams.

Knowing that his eyelashes trembled, Jiang Ling took a bite of the egg tastelessly.

Her heart seemed to be held down by a huge rock, and she couldn't breathe.

She sat there without emotion.

Therefore, they already knew the news that the math test failed.

Seeing her appearance, Lu Yuping's anger suddenly rose.

"What's the matter with you, you?"

Lu Yuping was still squeezing her voice, and slammed the magazine next to her on the coffee table. Her voice was raised a lot: "With a full score of 150 in mathematics, you got 70 on the test?"

"You tell me, what are you doing every day these days?"

"You just got such a small score, you can't even enter the key class!"

"Do you know how far your current ranking has fallen?"

The words in the ear came word by word.

Jiang Lingzhi lowered his eyes and pressed the egg to his lips, without taking a bite for a long time.

"The 82nd grader, when you see this score, do you know how I feel?"

"Shame!"

Jiang Lingzhi sat on the sofa with his head down, unable to see her expression clearly.

Lu Yuping was so angry that her chest was up and down: "Are you protesting with me? Are you wronged for letting you study science?"

"Isn't it for your good?"

"I didn't," Jiang Ling knew that his eyes were a little red, and his fingers dropped on his knees, trying to whisper: "On the day of the exam, I..."