His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Zhuo Yiru's heart instantly chilled for the most part.

So, from the time he was divided into classes, does he even know his own name?

Need to find someone to identify?

Guo Cong said that this is just a small scene.

It is not too difficult to recognize individuals.

As long as the boss is in class, don't stare at the back, this is not a problem.

Li Shunan leaned leaning against the door frame, with a tired expression, a low-pitched voice and a depressing mood. The aura of the school boss came out, and it seemed a bit bluffing: "You asked me to change your position at the same table?"

Only then did Zhuo Yiru realize that he was here to settle the accounts for others, and stammered: "I am, and she has agreed to play fair with her."

She seemed to feel that her words were not convincing, so she added: "I didn't bully her."

"Then make it clear to you." Li Shunan twitched his lips, still looking like a silly young master, but with a cold voice: "There is no need to compete, in my place, she has no rivals."

Zhuo Yiru's face suddenly lost blood.

This feeling is like being slapped in the face.

"It wasn't a big deal." He stood there loosely, with a somewhat condescending taste: "But if it makes me unhappy at the same table because of you, that's a big deal, understand?"

His tone was lazy and sloppy, and there was a meaning between the lines.

His tablemate is the most important.

Others are clouds in his eyes, and she can't even match a strand of hair at his desk.

Where did Zhuo Yiru have seen this kind of battle, and when someone he likes broke it, feeling a little embarrassed, he lowered his head, choked and started crying.

Although he didn't say much hurtful words, it was enough to make her give up.

It turns out that not everyone can.

His gentleness is only given to that specific object.

Zhao Zifu just came over from the other side of the corridor. He was obviously surprised when he saw this scene: "What's the situation? Are you bullying the little girl?"

Li Shunan raised his eyes and withdrew his gaze unhurriedly, and said, "I never bully a little girl."

Zhao Zifu: "...Then what are you doing?"

Li Shunan narrowed his peachy eyes and said slowly: "She made my girl upset, and I'm reasoning with her."

Zhao Zifu: "..."

My girl?

My day.

The sour smell of this love.

When the **** do you still have the skill of reasoning!

Li Shunan seemed to feel that what was said was clear enough, and he copied his hands in his trouser pockets, and did not pay attention to her plan, lazily said: "Go."

As they said, they passed by Zhuo Yiru, completely ignoring her, and their backs quickly disappeared in the front corner.

——

Early the next morning.

When Jiang Lingzhi came to the school and entered the classroom through the back door, she found that the table she moved to the last row yesterday was gone.

She looked around, suddenly reacted, and looked up, only to find that her desk had been moved back.

Moved to the original location.

Her tablemate is already sitting in his seat and is not sleeping either.

Come here early today.

Jiang Lingzhi retracted his gaze, walked over, and sat down on his seat.

He took off his schoolbag and stuffed it into the hole in the table.

When she raised her head again, she happened to see a finger with slender joints and took a sandwich and put it on her table.

"I bought it for you."