His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

The boy walked ahead and gave a low "um".

His tone was sloppy, and he didn't seem to care if she was bullying others.

Jiang Ling knew or did not know what his attitude meant.

Haven't figured out why.

Li Shunan, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped.

Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment, and his footsteps stopped instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a big palm lightly dropped on her head and rubbed her head: "Next time you encounter this kind of thing, remember to call me."

Jiang Lingzhi raised his head and met a pair of light brown eyes.

"Are you bullying no one in our house?" he said lazily.

Jiang Ling knew: "..."

Us, our family?

Li Shunan leaned down slightly, looked at her eyes level, and the corners of his lips twitched: "You can't let the child be bullied outside."

"..."

Jiang Ling's heart tightened, and he whispered, "Then how do you know that I must be the one who was bullied? Maybe, I really bullied her."

"Huh?" Li Shunan twitched the corner of his lips, her peach blossom eyes gleaming, as if she could confuse people: "Do kids still have such great ability?"

"Then I can't control it, it must be her fault." He raised his hand, touched the corner of her mouth with his fingers, and chuckled lightly.

Immediately he stood up straight, took her wrist, and continued to walk out.

Jiang Ling knew he swallowed, and finally withdrew from his eyes.

He didn't even ask the reason, he believed her for no reason and stood on her side.

The words still faintly revealed that even if she bullied someone, it was someone else's fault.

Although quite domineering, shameless.

But this unprincipled preference.

It's really...too fatal.

Jiang Lingzhi lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on his slender knuckles, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but tilt up.

She glanced at the direction he was walking, as if it was outside the school, and couldn't help asking: "Where are we going?"

The boy didn't turn his head back, and said, "Your math book is gone, buy another one."

There is a bookstore near the school.

It's a big book bar, two-story, there is a special rest area on the second floor, and there are sofas for rest.

Class starts at two o'clock in the afternoon, now at one o'clock, there is still an hour of rest.

Now that she had been out of school, she was not in a hurry to go back to school, so she simply stayed outside for a while.

Jiang Lingzhi found the second year math book in the textbook area and selected several other materials.

Then I went up to the second floor, found a place near the floor-to-ceiling windows, sat on the sofa, and looked around at will.

At this time, there are not many people on the second floor.

After a while, the sofa next to her sank and someone sat down next to her.

When Jiang Lingzhi turned his face to the side, he just saw the boy's contour lines.

Jiang Lingzhi shifted his gaze down and landed on his slender fingers: "You don't read books?"

Li Shunan put a cup of milk tea on the coffee table in front of her, sat on the sofa casually, and leaned back unhurriedly.

The second floor is divided into several areas by a large bookshelf, and each area has several sofas.

There was clearly an empty seat next to him, so instead of going to sit, he just sat beside her.

Jiang Lingzhi stared at the cup of milk tea for a while.

No wonder I couldn't see people just now. I went to buy milk tea.

Li Shunan raised his hand and rubbed the bridge of his straight nose: "There are too many words, I look like I want to sleep."

His expression was a little tired, he looked extremely tired.

Jiang Lingzhi glanced at him: "Then you can sleep for a while."

Li Shu turned his face to the south and met her accurately, "Well, call me when I leave."

His tone is lazy and trailing.

Two people are too close, after all, they are sitting on the same sofa and their shoulders are next to each other.

The warm breath he exhaled even brushed her cheeks.