His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

The next day is Friday.

After finishing the second Chinese class, the third class is history.

However, the history teacher had something in the morning, so I switched to the first PE class in the afternoon.

After being notified, the students went out one after another.

The same table is the same as the previous two days, and he starts to sleep when he comes to the classroom, as if this is his natural bed.

He obviously didn't say a word.

But inexplicably, Jiang Ling knew that something was wrong with her at the same table today.

In fact, she can't tell what's wrong.

Probably, the look in her eyes seemed a little deeper inexplicably, obviously not as gentle as yesterday.

Talking to him, the alienation seemed to aggravate a lot, and I couldn't reply for a long time.

Just like now.

The teacher asked the students to gather on the playground.

In terms of normal development, they are already a tablemate who has had a meal.

After Jiang Lingzhi put the book away, he waited for him by the seat.

As a result, Li Shunan stood up from the seat, lazy and languid, light brown eyes, glanced at her lightly, and the lip line was stretched straight.

With both hands in the trouser pockets, the slender figure walked directly in front of her, leaving Jiang Lingzhi alone.

"..."

Jiang Ling knew that this was really strange.

Whether men will come to their aunts too, the mood is so ups and downs.

Wen Yujing has already come to her desk and stared at her for a long time: "Go, Lingmei, everyone is gone, what are you thinking about."

Jiang Lingzhi lowered his eyes, still wondering what was going on with her at the same table.

Hearing this, he slowly nodded and walked towards the locker room with Wen Yujing, ready to change into sportswear.

Wen Yujing said as always, her mouth never stopped: "This is not good in the first middle school. It’s not good to learn from aristocratic schools. What kind of skirt school uniforms should be used? Every time I have a physical education class, I have to change clothes. I began to envy the 36th High School next door, and the generous uniforms are actually quite good."

Jiang Lingzhi was still immersed in his own world, and recalled what happened yesterday.

She shouldn't have amnesia. Why did the school tyrant suddenly change herself?

Therefore, after school yesterday, she felt that she was not in a good mood at the same table. Isn't that her own illusion?

"What do you mean Lingling?"

Jiang Ling realized only then, "Huh? What?"

Wen Yujing stared at her helplessly, and repeated the question she had just asked: "Do you like the school uniform now, or is it like the thirty-six middle school next door?"

Jiang Lingzhi sighed and replied casually: "Like them, it's easier to exercise."

Wen Yujing also agreed: "I also think that wearing skirts is always inconvenient. After all, it's adolescence now. You don't know that some boys are so boring.

"I still go to pick up girls' skirts. It's so perverted. Some time ago, I seemed to have heard that a guy still took a mirror to peek at the bottom of someone's skirt. Do you think it's disgusting?"

Jiang Ling knowingly nodded absent-mindedly, "It's really boring."

After getting dressed, the classmates had assembled when they came to the playground.

The physical education teacher blew his whistle, and said in a vibrant voice: "What's the matter, classmates, look at your listlessness. You didn't eat breakfast one by one? Run and run, let's not talk much, first Let's run three laps!"