His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

"I have broken up with him, I can't help you bully it back." Fu Baixue laughed mockingly, bit a lady's cigarette, and was about to light it.

After thinking about it, she still didn't smoke in her bed.

Jiang Ling knew that his skin was white, and he would usually become red when he bumped it.

Su Xici was in anger just now, and temporarily confided her energy. In fact, the pain was not very painful, just looking scary.

Jiang Ling knew that it was not because of this incident.

Fu Baixue got out of the bed and sat on her bay window all of a sudden, her tender feet shook and lit the smoke: "Fortunately, you texted me, otherwise I would die."

Fu Baixue spit out the smoke ring: "So, the back of the person on the walkway just now, it's really you, I'll just say how it resembles."

The girl's smoking posture is very skillful, with red nail polish, her fingers are more and more white, a bit **** and a bit charming.

"So?" Jiang Ling knew that there was no expression: "So you are really over? Have you been fooling around with other men?"

"If you don't have a real kiss, just hang him for fun and chat with others?" Fu Baixue's eyelids twitched, and the reaction was not right: "What's the matter? Who did you learn about the mess?"

Jiang Lingzhi curled his lips: "Teach yourself to become a talent."

Fu Baixue squinted her eyes, chuckled lightly, and spit out smoke rings: "Since it's so great, do you want to have a mouthful?"

Jiang Lingzhi curled his lips: "I don't smoke."

She bowed her head and looked listless.

Fu Baixue stared at her for a while, pinched the cigarette in her hand, and walked over to touch her head: "Ganoderma kid, are you sad for our feelings?"

Jiang Lingzhi rolled his eyes and pulled the corners of his lips: "Without that idle time, it's none of my business if you get married or divorced."

Fu Baixue: "..."

"You are the curse of Chi Guoguo!" Fu Baixue was puzzled, staring at her for a while: "Then what are you sad about?"

Jiang Lingzhi looked at her with red eyes.

After all, they are good sisters since childhood.

Although the three of them often quarrel and fight, their relationship is really good.

Because she was young, the two of them had always petted her.

Some things in my heart still want to share with her.

Jiang Lingzhi sighed, couldn't help but confide in his heart, and whispered: "Xiaoxue, I seem to like someone."

Fu Baixue was stunned: "Really?"

She immediately opened her quilt and lay down beside her, staring straight at Jiang Lingzhi, a little gossiping: "Who is it?"

Jiang Lingzhi lowered his head, grabbed the quilt and twisted it tangledly: "I seem to like my tablemate."

Fu Baixue originally thought she was joking, but she didn't expect it to be serious.

She tutted twice: "In my lifetime."

"What kind of boy can you like?"

Fu Baixue was very curious about the boy who could be liked by the Lingzhi children: "Why do you like him?"

"He is very kind to me," Jiang Lingzhi sniffed, "Special...I can't say that feeling."

"I just want to see him, I want to stay with him, I'm very happy as long as I see him."

Fu Baixue asked a crucial question: "Then does he like you?"

Jiang Ling paused for a moment, with a tangled expression: "I don't know."

Fu Baixue poked her in the face: "You see you are so beautiful. People who don't like you are probably blind. Go chase, chase you if you like."