His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

But if she really asked this.

It seems that she is not very reserved.

As if she was expecting him to kiss herself.

Jiang Lingzhi sighed again and fell into deep self-doubt.

What is going wrong?

There was a glass beside him, which was the juice Li Shunan poured her before returning to the room.

Knowing that his elbows were on the table, Jiang Ling moved the glass in front of him, and took a sip with his straw.

After he had said that just now, he went back to the room and didn't know what he was doing.

Jiang Lingzhi lowered his eyes, finished writing the last big question, and dropped the pen on the coffee table.

Glancing at the wall clock on the wall.

Why didn't it come out? It's been twenty minutes.

Jiang Lingzhi moved his shoulders, stood up, holding the glass, and cautiously approached the door of his room.

Knocking the door lightly, no one answered.

"Asu?" She shouted tentatively.

Still nothing happened.

Jiang Lingzhi thought for a while, and was about to raise his hand to press the doorknob.

Suddenly the door was pulled open from inside.

The very clear smell of the shower gel came over, with a rush of moisture.

Jiang Lingzhi raised his head, his sight was a solid chest. The boy's complexion was fair, his figure was thin but not weak.

Then she was stunned.

His eyes slowly moved down, falling on his waist and abdomen, the juvenile's well-defined abdominal muscle lines, and the mermaid line spreading into the bath towel, were a bit sexy.

The visual impact at this moment is a bit big.

Jiang Ling shook his hand and almost lost the glass in his hand.

His slender figure leaned loosely against the door, and a bath towel was wrapped around his body.

The black hair on the forehead was still dripping with water, and the long and narrow peach eyes were even more profound.

Jiang Ling knew he swallowed, raised his head, and met his eyes: "You, why did you take a shower this time?"

Li Shunan raised his eyebrows and leaned against the door, lazily throwing out a word: "Hot."

"..."

is it hot?

Jiang Lingzhi wanted to say that in today's weather, you have to wear a jacket when you go out.

Is this still hot?

But since he said hot, so be hot.

Knowing that Jiang Ling didn't dare to look randomly, he turned around pretending to be calm, "Oh, then you should go get dressed, don't catch a cold."

After turning around, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Haven't escaped a step yet.

Suddenly someone grabbed his wrist and pulled back again.

Jiang Lingzhi was turned around after being pulled, and the whole person ran into his arms.

The glass in his hand was almost knocked off.

"Tsk, what are you running?"

His voice is inexplicably playful.

Jiang Ling knew that his arm was against his chest, and his fingertips accidentally touched his skin. It was cold, with a strange touch.

Jiang Lingzhi was stunned, and blinked, as if he couldn't believe it: "You bathe in cold water?"

Li Shunan stared at her with his eyes down, the tip of his throat rolled a little, and he let out a low "um".

It's autumn now, the temperature difference between day and night is big, bathing in cold water is really not afraid of death.

Jiang Lingzhi was surprised and asked, "Aren't you cold?"

Li Shunan stared at her condescendingly, his eyebrows lazily, and he seemed a little bit light: "It's okay."

Jiang Ling knew or did not know what to say.

She nodded: "Oh, you go and change your clothes, I will go out first."

The person in front of her didn't mean to let her go.

Li Shu Nan raised his hand, pushed the person to the wall, raised his arm, and propped it on the wall beside her face: "Do you want to inspect a product?"