His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Jiang Ling knew "Oh" and handed the phone over obediently: "I'm looking for you, at the same table."

Li Shunan raised his eyebrows, seeming to think that it was surprising that the person called him to speak on the phone.

He raised his hand, took the mobile phone, took out the slippers from the shoe cabinet, and put them in front of her. Then he answered the phone: "What's wrong?"

His voice is low, his tone does not contain any emotions, and his sense of alienation is even greater.

After all, it is strange that a person who is not very familiar with him will call him by name.

Su Xi resigned and said, "Something is wrong, brother."

"..." Li Shu Nan Tao's eyes half-squinted, he snorted, and sighed softly: "Who is your brother?"

The two of them were fully calculating, and they had seen them three or four times in total, and in one of them, they had a very unpleasant physical collision.

Now it seems that this person is quite familiar.

Su Xici didn't care too much, and Gu Zi said, "Originally, I still remember the punch you hit me last time."

"..."

Su Xici was very awkward: "But when I think of you being tortured by that little devil, how come I feel so good."

Li Shunan: "..."

"The kid will be handed over to you." Su Xici laughed very gleefully: "I remind you one more thing, brother, that kid is underage, so I can only put it on the table."

Li Shunan: "..."

Su Xici laughed again, angrily said: "I really sympathize with you, brother, like a kid..."

Li Shunan chuckled, his eyebrows darkened, and he didn't plan to listen to his nonsense anymore. His voice was lazy and indifferent: "Hang up."

Knowing that he couldn't hear what they were talking about, Jiang Ling glanced down at the pair of pink slippers, kicked off the white shoes from his feet, put on the slippers directly, and planned to walk to the living room.

Li Shunan hung up the phone casually, and when she passed by, he handed the phone over and raised his eyes: "You childhood sweetheart,"

Jiang Ling knew that his footsteps had stopped, and looked at him puzzled.

"Is the brain sick?"

Jiang Ling knew: "..."

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Jiang Ling knew that he had received the phone, but his expression was still a bit dazed.

Li Shunan didn't say anything else. After handing her the phone back, he raised his hand and rubbed her head: "Sit on the sofa, I'll make you a glass of honey water."

"Oh," Jiang Lingzhi nodded, holding the phone, and walking towards the sofa.

The alcohol is not high, except for the slow response, but there is no sign of being drunk.

Her state after drinking was different from others.

Li Shunan stared at her back for a while, making sure that she would not hit any place, and then paced back and entered the kitchen.

Jiang Lingzhi sat on the sofa and felt that the air in the room was a little stuffy, so he took off his denim jacket and threw it on the sofa next to him.

She wore a sling skirt under her, showing her thin white shoulders and a delicate collarbone.

Li Shunan carried a glass in his hand, and when he walked two meters away, he raised his eyes and looked over, his eyelids jumped slightly, and his steps stopped there.

The line of sight lightly moved from top to bottom, looking around.

"Isn't it cold to dress like this?"

"Huh?" Jiang Lingzhi raised his hand and touched his face. The temperature was a little hot: "It's not cold, it's a little hot."

She put on her face while drinking, and now her cheeks are flushing.

Jiang Lingzhi turned his face, his dark eyes met his: "I want to take a bath."