His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Li Shunan stared at her, his eyes darkened, and smiled sharply, "Aren't you nice to me?"

Jiang Lingzhi sniffed, and his voice was dull: "Where is it?"

She felt that she was terrible.

I never understood him seriously, just accepted his goodness blindly.

He would always show up every time she was feeling down and uncomfortable, and he would give her a hand at the critical moment.

Always treat her so kindly, so tenderly, as if she would never have a temper.

Why is he so good.

Li Shunan's fingers slowly moved down, and then he pinched the tip of her chin, and slowly lifted it up, looking at her: "You are willing to like me, isn't it good enough?"

Jiang Lingzhi sat on the sofa and stared directly at him: "But, there are many people who like you."

As long as he wants, who would not like him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling realized that he was even more depressed.

She doesn't seem to have anything special, so why does he like himself.

Li Shunan's light brown eyes, with a gentle look, gave a low smile, lowered her figure, and kissed her thin lips softly on her forehead: "They are not Jiang Lingzhi."

Knowing that his eyelashes flickered, Jiang Ling reached out and put his arms around his waist, and pressed his face to his chest: "I will always treat you well."

Li Shunan leaned against the sofa and stroked her long hair.

I thought the house was so empty and cold.

But after she came, she seemed to be carrying a little sun.

It warmed him.

Li Shunan also carried a beer can in his hand, and he was a little bit drunk after just drinking.

He raised his hand and threw the empty can into the trash can.

"Show you something."

Jiang Lingzhi raised his head: "Huh?"

Li Shunan lowered his eyes and met her eyes: "Would you like to see?"

The warm breath he exhaled was full of a faint scent of wine, mixed with his unique breath, and smelled inexplicably.

Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment, then nodded uneasily, "Okay."

Li Shunan loosened his arms around her, leaned down slightly, and took out the album from the drawer under the coffee table with his slender fingers.

"This was originally intended for you."

His tone was lazy, full of laziness.

Jiang Lingzhi took it and stared at the album for a while: "What is this?"

Li Shunan put his arms on his knees, sitting inexplicably arrogant and lazy, dragging a low end tone: "See for yourself."

Jiang Lingzhi sat cross-legged on the sofa with the album on his knees, lowered his eyes, and reached out to turn over the first page.

It's a little pumpkin.

The picture shows it is struggling with a ball of yarn.

And what it looks like when drinking milk.

There are about ten sheets.

Every lovely moment is frozen.

This photo was taken very well, it looks like a net map.

Had it not been for the little pumpkin in the photo, Jiang Ling would have thought he had downloaded it from the Internet.

Jiang Ling knew his eyes were bent: "You took this? It's so cute."

"Yeah," Li Shu Nan Taohua eyed upwards, and the tone was stained with a bit of unclear meaning, and said lazily: "Record the moment of our baby's growth."

Jiang Lingzhi paused when he flipped through the album.

I don't know why, the more I hear this now, the more I feel wrong.

Jiang Lingzhi cleared his throat: "Is this taken on the phone?"

"camera."

Jiang Lingzhi was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help turning his head to look at him.

It feels amazing.