His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Li Shunan stared at her, took out the phone from his trouser pocket casually, and placed it in front of her: "There is no password."

Jiang Lingzhi nodded, slid on the phone, and clicked on Baidu to start searching.

The girl was holding the phone, staring at the screen earnestly, tied a tall ponytail, showing her white neck and small ears.

Her profile is very soft, her eyelashes are drooping, her nose is straight, her eyebrows are twisted from time to time, and her small mouth still murmurs.

Li Shunan simply leaned against the back of the chair, staring at her with deep eyebrows.

His little tablemate is really too cute.

It’s so cute that she has no temper at all.

He is not the kind of person who has no bottom line, if he has a boyfriend, he will not touch him.

So, keep your distance.

But seeing that she was in trouble, the body had already reacted before the thought.

There are even a hundred ideas to kill that guy.

This is fucking...

It's terrible.

Jiang Lingzhi was studying the steps, and then heard a sigh that seemed like nothing came from the side.

She raised her head in a puzzled way, just to meet his light brown eyes, and the emotions inside were a little deep.

Jiang Ling knew a little tangled: "...Are you nervous?"

Li Shunan raised his eyebrows, wondering why his little deskmate made such strange remarks: "Huh?"

"Don't be nervous," Jiang Lingzhi said with a distressed face: "When you get nervous, I get nervous too. Although it's the first time I have done this kind of thing, I will be lighter."

Jiang Lingzhi comforted him: "I try not to hurt you."

Li Shunan: "..."

After comforting the tablemate, Jiang Ling knew that her tablemate might relax a bit.

As a result, she was at the same table bowing her head and laughing.

And laughed at the one that couldn't stop.

The slender fingers were bent and pressed against the bridge of the nose, and the chest was still slightly undulating and vibrating.

Jiang Ling knew that when he was at the same table in a fight with someone, did he end the fight, so why did he laugh inexplicably?

Although he looks good when he smiles.

Brighter than the sun, the end of his eyes rose slightly, like a peach blossom blooming in March, instantly dazzling.

He laughed for a while.

Jiang Ling knew that he almost couldn't hold back his hand to cover his mouth.

"Responsible?" Li Shunan finally stopped his smile, staring at her with deep eyebrows, and his pupils were dotted with fine lights.

"Huh?" Jiang Ling knew if she understood the brain circuit of her deskmate.

What responsibility?

Li Shunan licked the corner of his lower lip and said lazily, "It hurts my hand, are you responsible?"

Jiang Ling knows:...

I am kind to you, and if it hurts, I have to take responsibility. Classmates are too much, you know!

Knowing that Jiang Ling was about to argue with him, he glanced at the back of his injured hand on the table, and suddenly lost his temper.

Who made himself owe him.

Jiang Lingzhi resisted the urge to let go and asked in a low voice, "How to be responsible?"

Also worried that he would speak loudly.

Jiang Lingzhi racked his brains: "You hurt your right hand, what's the big deal to help you with your homework this week?"

After going to school for so long, I never saw him do homework.

This should suit him well, right?

After talking about this proposal carefully, he still had no reaction at all.

The same table has been silent.

Jiang Ling knew that he was also a little unsure, and stared at him with beautiful big eyes: "It's just a bruise, you can't let me be a bull for you, right?!"