His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Li Shunan was holding her mobile phone and wearing a black jacket, standing in front of her. His slender and tall figure was always clear and simple.

Those light brown peach eyes always have a gentle look, as if they can confuse people.

"It's over, I'm going to die." Jiang Ling knew that he cried more and more sadly.

Li Shunan lowered his eyes to look at her, eyes with some deep colors: "Why?"

His voice was a little dumb, and he couldn't hear emotions.

Jiang Ling knew he sniffed, but he couldn't bear to move his eyes away, and his voice was dull: "I have hallucinations. I must be freezing to death, so I have hallucinations."

Li Shunan sighed, hung up the phone, put it in his pocket, and the tall figure squatted down in front of her: "What illusion?"

Jiang Lingzhi still persistently stuck the phone to his ear, staring at him straightly, and said, "Before the little match girl was frozen to death, she saw the person she most wanted to see. I saw you..."

The implication is,

I saw the person I wanted to see most, so am I dying?

Li Shunan’s Adam’s apple rolled slowly, his heart throbbed, and suddenly he stretched out his hand and took her into her arms, with her thin lips pressed against her ears, and whispered: "Is it an illusion?"

Jiang Lingzhi was still squatting there, leaning forward unexpectedly, and falling into his arms.

The tip of her nose pressed against his chest, in an extremely familiar embrace.

So warm.

With the familiar smell of menthol tobacco, it swept her over all over the world.

Jiang Ling knew that he greedily sniffed the smell on his body, and the circles in his eyes started to get hot inexplicably.

The throat choked for a long time without speaking.

The girl in her arms was still shaking slightly, and her whole body was cold.

Li Shu Nanwei sighed unchecked, put his palm against the back of her neck, and murmured: "Sorry baby, I'm the one who is late."

From his appearance, Jiang Ling knew that his brain was blank.

Obviously it is 100% impossible.

But the warm embrace that embraced her was so real.

It was so real, as if she could touch him clearly as long as she reached out her hand.

Jiang Ling knew that his side face was still on his chest, slowly raised his hand, his arm gently wrapped around his thin waist.

Very reassuring and addictive.

She hugged like this for a while before she recovered a little.

The fingers, which had been frozen to the point of unconsciousness, tightened again.

Jiang Lingzhi stepped back, raised his hand, tapped his cold fingertips on the line of his jaw, and asked in a dull voice, "You, are you real?"

Up to now, they are extremely unbelievable.

People who are still 70 kilometers away, why do they just appear in front of her.

The young man stared at her, her well-defined face, and every line she was familiar with.

Jiang Lingzhi sniffed: "The third time."

The third time, I fell from the sky when I needed you.

Why are you so good.

Li Shunan did not understand what she meant, and raised his eyes: "Huh?"

He took a woolen hat out of his jacket pocket, and put it on her gently, carefully and gently.

Jiang Lingzhi looked at him with red eyes, and asked quietly, "Why are you here?"

"Well," Li Shunan met her eyes, took off his coat, put it on her body, wrapped her whole body, and whispered: "Take my child home."