His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Jiang Lingzhi took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his denim jacket, and hesitated to say to Li Shunan.

Today he said he would take her to see the fireworks.

I thought I couldn't make it, but it came out again inexplicably.

But she couldn't have left Xiaoxue and left on her own, and she was a little hesitant to tell him if she wanted to.

But if you don't say anything to him, you are inexplicably lacking in confidence, as if doing something bad behind his back.

After saying that he couldn't come out, he sneaked out again behind his back.

If this is in the dog blood TV series.

According to Murphy's law, the male protagonist will definitely find out, maybe he will be caught on the spot, and then will ask the female protagonist: "Why are you lying to me?"

"You don't love me anymore?"

"You ruthless woman, I don't have time to make an appointment with you, and you just turn around and fool around with other men?!"

This caused a series of misunderstandings and suspicions.

Probably it was poisoned by the dog blood drama that Lu Yuping loves to watch every day.

Jiang Ling knew that this idea was a bit dangerous, so he shuddered with a bit of a chill, after thinking about it, he still sent him a WeChat message.

Noting that she had been holding a mobile phone, Fu Baixue leaned in and took a glance: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Ling knew it and didn't evade, telling the truth: "Send a message."

Fu Baixue slammed her shoulder, with a clear look: "Is it the same table for you?"

Jiang Ling nodded, "Ah."

Fu Baixue smiled, and said nothing.

The taxi drove smoothly, and the street lights outside flashed alternately through the window.

After sending the message, Jiang Lingzhi stared at the chat interface for a while.

There was no reply for a long time.

Why isn't it the classmate Li who answered in seconds today?

Maybe something is going on.

Jiang Lingzhi didn't take it to heart, and put the phone back in his pocket.

The taxi quickly stopped at the gate of Qingba.

Jiang Lingzhi glanced out of the car window, pushed the door and got out of the car, followed Fu Baixue, and walked towards the gate.

A clear bar is different from a bar.

There is no deafening music, no dazzling lights.

Soothing light music is playing in the hall.

Most of the people here are leaning on the side of the bar to chat and talk, and there is a man playing guitar and singing on the round table in the middle.

Fu Baixue seemed to know the people here very well.

When I walked in, I greeted a few waiters and took Jiang Lingzhi across the lobby and walked to the side of the bar.

"Sit." Fu Baixue pulled her chair away and sat down on the chair beside her casually.

Jiang Lingzhi also sat down and looked at the environment here curiously: "The place where you work does not seem to be here."

Fu Baixue called the bartender to order a few glasses, and said casually, "Relax today. I don't want to go there."

The bartender quickly brought two glasses of wine and put them in front of them.

Jiang Lingzhi glanced at the beautiful glass in front of her and blinked, "Give me some? I don't drink."

Fu Baixue picked up the glass of wine in front of him, and said lazily: "Your glass is fruit wine, the degree is not high, there is nothing but wine here, order to pretend, if you don't drink it, you can leave it alone."

"Just watch me drink."

She really seemed to be in a bad mood. After saying this, she picked up the wine glass and ate it all.

Jiang Lingzhi also took out her mobile phone and glanced at the information slot. When she looked up again, the wine glass in front of her was empty.