His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Early the next morning, Jiang Ling realized that he would wake up naturally after sleeping.

Probably because I slept late last night, I couldn't wake up in the morning.

She dazedly touched the alarm clock next to her and glanced at the time. It was already eleven in the morning.

Jiang Ling knew that he wanted to sleep for a while, until twelve o'clock.

It suddenly occurred to me that my boyfriend was still at home.

Jiang Lingzhi suddenly opened his eyes and sat up with a pillow.

He slept so late last night, he shouldn't wake up yet.

Jiang Lingzhi yawned and got out of bed in a daze, pulling his slippers, ready to take a look.

As a result, she met Jiang Puqing as soon as she walked out of the room.

Jiang Puqing was also walking out of the room, his glasses framed on the bridge of his nose, and a thermos cup in his hand: "How did you get up?"

Jiang Ling knew that his hair was still a bit messy, so he glanced at him in a daze, and whispered, "Dad, didn't you just get up? I am ashamed to say me."

Jiang Puqing looked at her amusedly: "I haven't seen her for so long, and I don't know how to say something nice to coax Dad."

Jiang Ling knew: "..."

Jiang Puqing sighed, pretending to be sad: "It really is a girl outgoing."

Jiang Ling knew the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The next moment, her eyes were bent, and she jumped over to take his arm, her voice was soft and soft, as if she was acting like a baby: "Daddy, I miss you so much. Did you bring me a gift?"

With that, he glanced at the direction of the guest room behind him.

Jiang Puqing saw that she was insincere, but did not know her in common, so he scraped her nose: "Wait for it in my room, your boyfriend is already downstairs, helping your mother."

Jiang Ling was stunned: "Is he down?"

Jiang Puqing: "You think they all look like you."

"..."

How come her boyfriend is so diligent in her house, so in comparison.

Doesn't she appear shorter.

Knowing that Jiang Ling was a little depressed, he went back to the room and changed clean clothes, then went downstairs.

He rubbed against the door of the kitchen and glanced at Lu Yuping, who was cooking, and Li Shunan was beside her, washing and cutting vegetables.

Lu Yuping seems to be in a good mood, talking and laughing: "Seeing you are quite skilled in this posture, do you not cook less at home?"

Li Shu Nanzheng lowered his head and cut the vegetables: "I like cooking. I cook it at home, which is relatively healthy."

Lu Yuping also agrees with this: "I don't like to use artificial hands in cooking. Knowing that I had nothing else to do when I was in school, I would take good care of her and look for a babysitter."

She seemed to recall the past, and her voice became a little softer: "She has loved eating my cooking since she was a child."

Li Shunan was cutting potato shreds, and the cut potato shreds had distinct roots and uniform size.

Showed another sword skill.

In front of his parents, his cynical temperament has diminished a lot.

But he was still lazy, not too cramped.

Jiang Ling knows that this person is quite happy to please the elders.

Never say any rhetoric, but the inexplicable makes people feel very at ease.

Lu Yuping saw it too, and said admiringly: "You are also good at shredded potatoes."

In the next second, she saw the sneaky Jiang Lingzhi at the door, and said, "Zhizhi, I'm only getting up now? Learn how to cook with my mother when you have time, and you can see others."

Jiang Ling knew: "..."

This place doesn't belong to her, she still don't come to join in the fun.

Jiang Lingzhi curled his lips.

I feel that I have no image at all.

She decided to escape.