His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Jiang Lingzhi remembered again the pile of photos the waiter gave her just now.

She seemed to have placed it on the entrance cabinet at the door.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lingzhi stood up, walked to the door, pushed the door open, and took a look at it.

The living room was quiet, with only one floor lamp on.

The bathroom door is open, but he is not in the living room, he should have returned to the room.

Jiang Lingzhi opened the door and walked out directly.

The pile of photos is still there, untouched.

Jiang Lingzhi picked up the photo, walked over to the sofa in the living room and sat down, looking at it casually.

I can't see much from the photos I sent to the phone before.

This stack of photos is less than 20 or 30, but it is more specific.

He seemed to be particularly fond of black before.

Most of them are wearing a black hooded sweater with a hat buttoned on their head, and the bridge of the white nose is exposed at several angles, which is very superior.

There are also a few of a group of people gathered together.

At that time, the height of the boy was a bit taller than the average person, and it was very eye-catching. He bit a cigarette in his mouth, and his bad temperament could not be suppressed.

Looking at these photos, Jiang Ling felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Although this woman has a problem with her brain.

But I have to say, she really likes him.

I still like it for so many years.

Longer than her.

Jiang Ling panicked when he knew that he was inexplicable.

I couldn't help but start to think, so many people like him, why does he like himself.

The sound of the door being pushed open came.

Li Shunan walked out of the room and noticed the girl sitting on the sofa. His footsteps stopped, and his voice was lazy: "Why didn't you turn on the lights?"

Jiang Lingzhi held the photo in his hand and looked in his direction.

Only a floor lamp was lit in the living room, and the light seemed a little dim.

The little girl was wearing a baby-collar pajamas, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, her long black hair casually draped over her shoulders, and she looked up at him.

Still holding the pile of photos in his hand.

Li Shunan's eyes half-squinted, and his hands were placed in his trouser pockets. His figure was loose and his expression was a little unclear: "What do you look at this for?"

Jiang Lingzhi took a sigh of relief: "Just take a look."

Li Shunan answered lazily, walked into the kitchen, took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and took a sip, then walked straight over and sat down beside him.

The girl was still looking at them one by one, as if they were endless.

Li Shunan's throat moved, and he carried the mineral water bottle in his hand: "What's so interesting."

Jiang Lingzhi stopped turning the photo, turned his face to look at him, and stared straight at his profile.

Li Shunan licked the corner of his lower lip, turned his head, and met her eyes: "What are you looking at?"

As if he had discovered something strange, Jiang Lingzhi approached him a few minutes and looked at him carefully: "Are you nervous?"

Li Shunan stared at her for two seconds, and the curvature of the corners of her lips instantly converged, as if she was defeated, her crow feather-like eyelashes drooped, blocking the emotions in her eyes, and her voice was a little low: "Somewhat."

Jiang Ling was puzzled: "Why?"

"...I'm afraid to scare you."

Because I care too much.

So I can't afford a little bit of other possibilities.

I don't want to leave bad memories in her heart.

I don't want to see a look of fear in her eyes.

Jiang Ling was taken aback.

She flipped through the photos, and there were indeed a few inside. He was holding controlled supplies, and his whole body was very hostile, as if he was going to fight with someone.