His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

On the way, the mobile phone in the schoolbag rang suddenly, Jiang Lingzhi opened the zipper and took out the mobile phone from the schoolbag.

It's mom's phone.

Jiang Lingzhi pressed the connect button, and Lu Yuping's voice came from the end of the phone: "Zhizhi, haven't you gone home yet?"

The elderly phone has no function, the only function is probably the louder sound.

The sound leakage is very serious. Without the amplification, people within one meter can hear the sound.

Jiang Ling knew the person next to him subconsciously glanced at the person next to him, then changed his phone to hold it in another hand: "Well, just after school."

Lu Yuping didn’t know what he was up to, her voice intermittently: "You know, no one is at home today. You can ask A Ci to take you out for a meal, or go to his house to eat. It just so happens that you Su’s aunty also thinks about it. your."

"Huh?" Jiang Ling knew there was no reaction for a while.

Lu Yuping explained: "Your dad has a liquor bureau today. I don't watch him order. He will be fed too much later. Drinking will hurt his stomach. I have to stay with him."

It must be about the project, so there is a wine bureau.

This kind of thing happened before. As the host, my father didn't know how to push alcohol, so he was almost taken to the hospital by the boss.

Lu Yuping was heartbroken.

Jiang Ling understood, and said nicely, "Good mother, I know."

After a few more words, Lu Yuping hung up the phone.

Jiang Lingzhi put the phone in his schoolbag, and when he raised his head, he happened to meet Li Shunan's light brown eyes and was staring at her with very focused eyes.

Jiang Ling was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing," Li Shunan withdrew his gaze unhurriedly, with a low tone of voice: "I just feel that you are very good when you talk to your mother."

"Why don't you have to be nice in front of your mother? Otherwise, she will keep talking, don't you talk to your mother like this?" Jiang Lingzhi asked strangely.

When these words fell, Li Shunan's expression was slightly stagnant, and he quickly returned to his careless appearance: "Probably."

Jiang Lingzhi stared at his profile, feeling that his reaction seemed a little weird.

The phone in the bag rang again.

Jiang Ling knew that he could probably imagine it.

It must be that Lu Yuping had something to say just now and didn't finish her instructions, so she called again.

Jiang Ling knew that he had to unzip the zipper again and took out the phone. Without looking at the display, he pressed the answer: "Hey, mom, is there anything else?"

The air paused for two seconds.

The boy’s dissatisfied voice came from over there: "What's wrong with you? It doesn't count if I am ugly, and now I am still talking about my mother?!"

Jiang Ling knew: "..."

Jiang Lingzhi moved the phone away and glanced at the small display.

The two characters of Cizhu were written impressively.

Jiang Ling knew that the originally well-behaved voice instantly became less emotional: "Why are you?"

Su Xi's voice sounded a little unhappy: "Where have you been? Didn't you let you wait for me for a while?"

Jiang Ling knew that he had hung up the phone, and he was not in a good mood. As a result, he was upset.

Jiang Lingzhi was also a little unhappy: "When did you ask me to wait for you for a while? Obviously I called you, and you hung up, and the wicked complained first! I even sent you a text message!"

Perhaps the dissatisfaction in her tone was too obvious, and her momentum was severely shocked.

Su Xi's speech was stunned for a moment, and her tone was much better than before: "I just hung up the phone because there was something wrong. Didn't I send you a WeChat message? I haven't received your text message either. Now, besides China Mobile, who is still playing? That thing?"