His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Jiang Lingzhi raised his eyes and followed the direction Wen Yujing pointed.

The teenager was about eighteen or nineteen years old, without a school uniform, wearing a white hooded sweater, ripped jeans, and white headphones, leaning against a middle gate.

He tilted his head, buckled his sweater and hat on his head, blocking the slightly messy black hair, and his thin lips were tightly pressed. The silhouette was three-dimensional, and he felt young.

The boy is holding a mobile phone in his hand, with his eyes down, tapping on it.

The girls passing by were all blushing and pointing.

Wen Yujing whispered: "You're handsome, look at those little sisters, they are not calm anymore, but he is so cold, he doesn't even lift his head..."

"However, in comparison, I still think transfer students are more handsome. No one can match the old atmosphere that has settled down after experiencing wind and rain!"

Wen Yujing winked her eyebrows: "Hey, although my heart is still a little bit more towards Jiangnan, it doesn't affect your relationship."

Jiang Ling knew: "..."

"I'm leaving, you will tell me more about it tomorrow!" Wen Yujing smiled and bumped her shoulder, waved at her.

Jiang Ling knew that she ignored her nonsense. After saying goodbye to her, he carried his schoolbag and walked to the boy: "Why are you here?"

Su Xici held the phone in her hand and was typing. Hearing this, she looked away from the screen of the phone, and her dark eyes glanced at her: "Waiting for you."

"Wait for me?" Jiang Ling was puzzled: "Why are you waiting for me?"

The two lived in the same villa area and grew up together.

From the beginning of school, they were in the same elementary school, and later in the same junior high school, they were admitted to the same high school.

According to Wen Yujing, it was her childhood sweetheart.

Jiang Ling knew what a childhood sweetheart, so poetic.

To her, he was clearly a pig that would only love and kill her.

Jiang Lingzhi suddenly remembered: "Don't you live on campus?"

Su Xici tapped on the phone twice, then stood up straight, and threw the phone into her pocket: "In the last year, I don't want to live in school anymore."

Jiang Lingzhi nodded: "That's it."

Su Xici looked down at her: "Your mother said that your driver, Uncle Chen, is going to retire. He will go home and concentrate on taking his grandson. He can't find the driver for a short time. Let me take you home during this time."

Jiang Ling swelled his cheeks: "Oh."

I couldn't help sighing.

Finally, Uncle Chen retired and got another mobile monitor.

"Why, unhappy?" Su Xici looked at her expression, squinted her eyes, and saw her emotions at a glance.

Jiang Lingzhi curled his lips and whispered: "I just feel that she always treats me like a child, and I can't go home by myself."

Su Xi's words: "You are."

Jiang Ling knew: "..."

Jiang Lingzhi pursed his red lips, raised his eyes and stared at him, his eyes expressing deep dissatisfaction.

Su Xici curled her lips, frowning, and with a natural arrogance. She raised her hand and rubbed her head with her big palm: "Idiot."

He made this movement extremely natural.

After messing with the girl's hair, her hand was still placed on her shoulder.

About to bow his head to reply to the message.

In the next second, suddenly realized that something was wrong, Su Xici keenly noticed that someone was staring at this direction.

He has always been keenly observant of other people's eyes, not to mention that the eyes are very strong.