His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Jiang Lingzhi took a packet of potato chips in his hand and watched TV tastelessly.

The more I think about it, the more I feel depressed.

The light in the living room flickered suddenly, and the whole house was plunged into darkness in the next moment.

The big space was quiet instantly.

There is no sound.

Jiang Lingzhi was still lying on the sofa, and the sudden darkness made her feel a little flustered.

Could it be a power outage?

In the darkness and silence, Jiang Lingzhi put down the potato chips in his hand and fumbled around on the sofa.

The phone was on the sofa just now.

After Jiang Lingzhi got the phone, he turned on the screen and glanced at the battery level. Only 20% remained.

She turned on the phone lighting, got up from the sofa and pressed the power switch twice, but there was no response.

Jiang Ling knew for a while, and planned to go out to see if the fuse had blown out.

As a result, after walking to the door, she pressed the doorknob with her hand, and she hesitated again, a little afraid to go out.

It's a black light, she is a little girl at home, so late, will it be too safe to run outside?

Thinking of this, she dispelled the idea of ​​going out and went to the cabinet to find a candle and a lighter.

Jiang Lingzhi found a candle and a lighter in the drawer of the TV cabinet.

It has accumulated dust after a long time of uselessness.

I lit the candle with a lighter and put it on the coffee table.

The faint candle light swayed in the dark night.

This scene has an inexplicable feeling.

Jiang Lingzhi sat cross-legged on the sofa, picked up the pillow next to him, hugged it in his arms, and looked around.

On a dark night, the cold wind was blowing outside, and she was alone in such a big villa.

Knowing that Jiang Ling was a little scared, he quickly picked up the phone and opened the dialing interface.

I moved my fingertips to the top position and hesitated.

She just sent a message to her boyfriend and didn't reply, maybe it was in a bar.

Although calling him now has no effect.

But Jiang Ling knew that he was really scared, even if he couldn't be by her side, it was good to be able to hear his voice.

Jiang Lingzhi hugged the pillow in his arms and pressed the dial key.

The phone rang three times and was answered.

"Asu?"

The voice on the phone is swelling, and I can't hear clearly.

"Ok."

The man's voice passed through the earpiece, deep and magnetic.

Hearing his voice, Jiang Ling felt a little settled for some reason.

She thought of the message sent to him again, and she hadn't responded for so long, feeling a little wronged inexplicably.

"I sent you a message, you haven't gotten back to me for so long."

"What's the news?" The man paused, his voice as sloppy and magnetic as always: "I didn't see it."

It must be too happy to drink with them, so I didn't read the information.

"The power went out at home, I'm so scared." Jiang Lingzhi held a pillow in his arms, buried his entire face in his arms, his voice was a little dull: "Are you in a bar now?"

"..."

The voice over there was very choppy, and no one spoke.

Jiang Lingzhi moved the phone away, glanced at the screen, and tentatively shouted, "Hello? Ashu?"

After waiting for a while, there was no sound from the other side.

I don't know if the signal is bad or what's wrong.

Probably in the bar, so the signal is not very good.

Jiang Ling knew he had to hang up the phone and dialed another call. The result was a cold female voice.

It's fine now, it just can't get through.

Jiang Ling knew that he was a little depressed. After finishing the call, he swiped on the dial interface and found Fu Baixue's name.