His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Knowing that he was holding his chin up, Jiang Ling had to look up at him, but did not listen to him, closed his eyes, and stared at him straightforwardly.

The chiseled face was close at hand.

The eyebrows are extremely clear, narrow and long peach eyes, light brown eyes, always containing gentle and affectionate fine light, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the lines in every place are extremely beautiful.

He approached slowly, as if about to kiss.

His breathing seemed to be a degree hotter, mixed with extremely biting tobacco smoke.

Knowing that his breath was choked, Jiang Ling's heartbeat missed half a beat, so he looked at him blankly.

The distance was getting closer, and she almost forgot to breathe nervously.

When he was less than two centimeters away, his movements could not be stopped. With a thoughtful look, his thumb gently rubbed her red lips.

If he sighed recklessly, his thin lips moved up slowly, and a kiss was printed on the center of her eyebrows, without any lust, only with full of pain.

"Without a status, we can't be a hooligan either."

He put the person in his arms, slowly moved his palm to the back of her neck, and gently squeezed it, as if he was calming her emotions, and as if he was calming down something.

"Forget it."

Jiang Lingzhi leaned in his arms, and was surrounded by his bitter breath. The whole figure seemed to be completely indulged in it, unable to recover for a long time.

"go home."

His voice was low, with a slight dumbness: "I'm going back to school, just call me and I will pick you up."

Jiang Lingzhi pressed his side face to his chest and could hear his steady heartbeat.

The next moment, his low magnetic voice came from above his head.

"With you, time will never be enough, how can it be wasted?"

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The weather in mid-October was still hot and difficult to control.

The air-conditioning in the house is fully on.

Jiang Lingzhi leaned on the sofa holding a glass of juice, watching the dog-blood TV series on TV.

Her eyes were fixed on the TV, but her mind was a little wandering.

Inexplicably thought of his appearance.

It's obviously been a morning, so it seems like just now.

And the kiss he landed on her forehead.

Up to now, it seems to be carrying heat.

Jiang Ling knew that he raised his hand subconsciously, and gently touched his fingertips where he had kissed.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but tilt up.

Why is his lips so soft.

Why is it that every time he approaches, his whole body feels like an electric shock.

The corner of this mouth is out of control, and I can't help but tilt upward.

Jiang Ling knew that he couldn't help but smirk.

Realizing that she might be a bit silly now, she put her hand down, trying to narrow the curvature of her lips, halfway through, her eyes collided with Lu Yuping on the solo sofa next to her.

She stared straight at herself.

I don't know how long I watched it.

Jiang Ling knew that he hadn't swallowed a sip of the juice, so he coughed.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

I couldn't stop coughing.

She was so stupid just now, maybe she didn't see it? !

Lu Yuping pulled two tissues and handed them over.

Jiang Lingzhi put the glass on the table, coughing, and taking the paper.

When I thought of my **** just now, my mother saw everything.

I really want to die!

Jiang Ling realized that it was hard to calm down, pretending to be calm: "This juice is too iced, it chokes me."

Lu Yuping's eyes were very complicated, and her tone was calm and waveless: "The freshly bought fruit, freshly squeezed, has not been in the refrigerator."

"..."