His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

"I'm hungry."

Jiang Lingzhi simply sat on the ground, pulled the plastic bag apart, took a big bite, and said vaguely: "I also bought you breakfast."

She was holding a meat bun in her hand, her cheeks bulging, and she looked a bit funny.

Li Shunan chuckled lightly, stood up, stood up in front of the sofa, and stretched out his hand towards her.

Jiang Lingzhi stared at his palm for a while, put his hand in his palm, and reacted when he was about to follow his strength to get up. There was something wrong.

"No," halfway through, she sat down again.

"My feet seem to be broken."

"Why don't you call me?" Li Shunan glanced at her, leaned down, and hugged her sideways naturally, and sat down on the sofa.

His tall figure squatted halfway in front of her, his palm pinched her ankle.

The girl wore a skirt that crossed the knees, revealing a white and delicate calf. Her legs are very beautiful, straight and slender.

Just now, I felt a little red on the ankle.

Jiang Lingzhi was sitting on the sofa, her feet crippled, she still gnawed buns very fragrantly: "You sleep so soundly, what do I tell you."

Li Shunan lowered his eyes, turned her ankle slightly, and looked up at her: "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Lingzhi felt it for a while, and felt it was within a tolerable range: "A little bit."

Li Shunan frowned slightly, and subconsciously asked, "Is it the foot that was injured before?"

When this word fell, Jiang Ling knew that he held the bun's finger and felt a little strange: "...how do you know that I was injured before?"

It’s been a long time since she injured her foot. It was all when she was in junior high school.

Li Shu's Nanzhi paused for a while, and when he raised his eyes, he could not see a slight change in mood, and his tone was calm: "You said before."

Said it?

Jiang Lingzhi recalled carefully: "Did I say it?"

She didn't remember if she had said it.

She started to learn dance when she was six years old. She originally studied folk dance, and then switched to ballet. In the second semester of junior high, she sprained her foot and used a crutch for a while.

Lu Yuping was afraid that it would affect her study, so she stopped dancing later.

So she had to give up.

Did she really tell him before, she hurt her foot?

Jiang Lingzhi suddenly thought of last night again.

He even knew his birthday.

She was thinking along this line of thought, and in the next second, she heard the boy's low voice speak.

"I can't dance anymore?"

dancing……

Jiang Lingzhi was instantly pulled back to his mind, his cheeks bulged, and he pondered for a moment.

For dance, she herself actually liked it at that time.

But Lu Yuping felt that piano was good, and it happened to be in the third year of junior high school. She was worried that too much learning would affect her entrance examination, so she gave up dancing.

She was actually sad for a while.

She actually loves dancing.

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it." Jiang Ling felt bored.

Listen to Lu Yuping's words habitually.

It's been too long, and she doesn't think about it anymore.

Jiang Lingzhi raised his eyes and thought of the words he said yesterday when he was at school: "By the way, what did you say yesterday, you want to give me?"

Li Shunan raised his eyes and met her eyes.

He squatted halfway in front of her with his arms on his knees, and after a moment of hesitation, he raised his hand and took a necklace from his neck.