His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

The daily solace is probably to have a phone call with my future boyfriend before going to bed at night.

Jiang Ling knew that every day was very depressed.

I feel that Li Shunan's life is quite fulfilling.

He must have had a great time with his Secondary Two Youth League.

Jiang Ling knew that he missed his projection, the little pumpkin, and the big meat buns in the old alley.

When he thought of this, Jiang Ling felt even more depressed.

Just staying at home for a week, the door didn't take a step.

New Year's Eve is two days away.

At dinner.

Jiang Puqing told Jiang Lingzhi that he would leave for his grandpa's house tomorrow.

Jiang Puqing sat at the back of the dining table, took off the glasses from the bridge of his nose, put them aside, and whispered, "While there is still time tomorrow, put things away. You don’t need to bring too many clothes. I won’t stay here this time. Too long, at most one week."

Although he had been psychologically prepared for a long time, when it came to this day, it was inevitable that there would be resistance.

Jiang Ling knew that he was holding the rice with his chopsticks sullenly, and made a very soft "Oh".

In fact, the distance is not too far, just in the same city.

Grandpa's house lives in the outer suburbs of Nancheng, and it takes about two to three hours to drive there.

However, it is rare to go there once a year, and it is inevitable to visit relatives' house.

After returning to the room, Jiang Lingzhi took a small suitcase from the cabinet.

In fact, there was nothing to collect, so I took a few sets of personal clothes and brought a change of coat.

It won't be long before they are ready.

Jiang Ling knew to put the suitcase at the door.

He picked up the phone on the desk, put on a coat, walked on the balcony, and called Li Shunan.

The phone rang twice and was answered.

The cold, magnetic voice of the teenager came from the end of the receiver.

"what are you doing?"

Winter nights are even more chilly.

Jiang Lingzhi put on a coat, still feeling a bit cold, his hands quickly iced down, and a white mist came up as he breathed: "I just packed my luggage, now I have a rest."

When calling the other day, Jiang Lingzhi told him that he was going to his grandfather's house to celebrate the New Year.

But I don’t know when to leave, so I called him today.

It seems to be the noisy sound of the wind blowing.

Li Shunan asked in a low voice: "Are you calling outside?"

"Yeah." Jiang Lingzhi answered truthfully: "I will call you from the balcony."

"Isn't it cold?" The young man's voice was particularly cold and low-magnetic through a mobile phone: "Don't stay outside, worry about catching a cold."

Jiang Ling knew that he was mainly worried about talking on the phone in the room. If someone passed by outside, he might hear it.

But it was too cold outside.

Jiang Lingzhi shuddered: "Then I will go in, speak quietly."

Li Shunan laughed lowly: "...OK."

Jiang Lingzhi opened the balcony door, returned to the room, and gently closed the door.

The heating is turned on in the room, and there are two worlds completely different from the outside.

Jiang Lingzhi took off his coat, put it on the back of the chair, and lifted the quilt. He retracted into the quilt and continued to call.

"I'm back to the room."

Through the handset of the phone, the boy's magnetic laughter swayed in a low voice: "Good."

"..." Jiang Lingzhi held his mobile phone, and his ears started to get hot inexplicably.

Li Shunan thought that she was packing her luggage, and asked in a low voice, "When will we leave?"

Jiang Ling knew that he shrank in the quilt and answered truthfully: "Tomorrow afternoon."