The Innocent Young Master Lu

Lu Dingning's smile caused Zong Jize, who had already put his long finger into her shirt, to stagnate.

He had imagined that he could deal with countless scenarios, but there was none!

This made him have to stop temporarily, and land Ding Ning tightly with those black eyes full of scorching breath: "What are you laughing at?"

What's so funny this morning?

But under Zong Jize's gaze, Lu Dingning just continued to laugh without answering.

She even laughed so much that she needed to cover her belly.

This caused Zong Jize's sharp and angular face to become gloomy in an instant.

A pair of black eyes also became much sharper. Like a sharp sword, ready to take people's lives.

If this were replaced by an ordinary person, under Zong Jize's horrifying eyes, he would definitely be so scared that he couldn't even laugh, and was just busy saving his life.

But Lu Dingning, who is not afraid of death, continued to smile.

The morning sun fell on this guy's white face. Let the small circle of fluff on her face start to shine.

What a brilliant guy! Zong Jize thought in his heart.

Although once lost because of this guy's appearance, Zong Jize did not forget what he wanted to ask: "What is so ridiculous?"

With Lu Dingning still smiling and curling up into a shrimp shape, Zong Jize once again suppressed this guy under his body as soon as his temper came up, to see how she laughs, and how she covers her belly!

Zong Jize knew that his move was a bit sudden.

But this effect is very obvious.

The guy who was still laughing a while ago finally restrained a little and started to answer his questions.

"Oh, I can't do it anymore. Zong Shao, do you know how funny you are now?"

Lu Dingning answered his question.

But Zong Jize couldn't figure out what she meant.

"Why am I funny?" Is it funny because I want to relive with her the sweet memories of the two that day?

And Zong Jize, who looked gloomy, suddenly discovered something.

In the next second, his big palm suddenly pinched Lu Dingning's chin, making her eyes face him.

Then, he suddenly got closer. The distance between the two has also shrunk a little.

Lu Dingning also thought that Zong Jize was about to kiss her again, and was about to push away this person who wanted to kiss her without washing it!

But I didn't want to, Zong Jize's roar suddenly heard in his ears: "Lu Dingning, what did you do to my face?"

Lu Dingning, whose ears were almost deaf by the sudden roar, hid quickly to one side, and quickly got out of Zong Jize’s arms with a guilty conscience, against a few messy dumb hairs, staring at Zong Ji sadly. Ze.

She thought that Zong Jize wanted to kiss her just now, but turned her eyes into a mirror?

It's just that Zong Jize still has a cannibal expression.

Lu Dingning can only look at other places with a guilty conscience at the moment: "Can I say that I am jealous of your appearance, so I have a bad idea?"

"well……"

Zong Jize said that, but the beautiful morning light could not conceal the magic on his face.

Furthermore, his voice is the kind that makes people feel chills in the back...

For a moment, Lu Dingning was also a little scared.

"Okay, I'll go get a towel to clean it up for you, right? It's stingy!"

Lu Dingning mumbled as he slipped out of bed.

But just after taking a step, Zong Jize grabbed her wrist.

In the next second, Zong Jize dragged her back to the bed.

Lu Dingning, who was bullied by Zong Jize again, was very upset.

Zong Jize stared at her closely, his scorching eyes almost evacuated her surrounding oxygen.

"Don't do that." She didn't like the practice of paying for something with the body.

But obviously, Lu Dingning felt that he wanted to hide.

Because after a while, she saw that Zong Jize didn't know when she had already held the pen she used to draw him last night.

Seeing this, Lu Dingning certainly realized what Zong Jize wanted to do to her, and the corners of her lips twitched visibly.

"No, Zong Shao?" She drew his face, now he is going to paint her?

"What pattern do you like?" Zong Jize continued to ask as if he hadn't seen her resisting expression.

"My skin is relatively tender, so it's not good to paint like this!" Lu Dingning was obviously not answering the question.

"Skin is tender?" Zong Jize lowered his head and looked at her seriously.

If you ignore Zong Jize's funny face painting at this time, he is still impeccable. Especially the long body of Xin oppressing Lu Dingning's body, exuding the sense of a mature man's surname everywhere.

After looking at Lu Dingning, Zong Jize reached out and pinched Lu Dingning's cheek.

After the pinch, he said, "Well, the skin is really tender!"

It feels different from his touch, like soft tofu, which is soft when pinched, and feels great.

I originally thought that getting Zong Jize's recognition should be able to escape, but Zong Jize said, "Then the part of the self-selection pattern is omitted."

"Then what are you going to paint?" There are also self-selected patterns and self-contained patterns? Did he use her face as a cell phone?

"A pig!" Zong Jize, holding a pen, gestured on Lu Dingning's face, as if he had already begun to compose the picture.

The joints of his hand are even and white. So to do such a thing, it is also particularly pleasing to the eye.

If it wasn't for the painting of his own face that was about to be painted, Lu Dingning felt that he could not help but admire Zong Jize, who looked no different from the artist at the moment.

It's just that her face is painted, and the other party has to paint a pig on it, Lu Dingning's mood is not so beautiful.

"Pig? Do I look like a pig? Why do I paint a pig on my face?"

"Then I look like a pig? Otherwise, why would you draw a pig on my face?" As soon as Zong Jize's words fell, Lu Dingning's eyes fell on his forehead unconsciously, the cartoon pig she drew on……

At this time, Zong Jize unbuttoned the two buttons on his collar, allowing his neck to move more flexibly.

At the same time, his sight still fell on Lu Dingning's face.

The black eyes were cold, seemingly calm and restrained.

But Lu Dingning always felt that Zong Jize at this moment was like an untimely bomb. It's possible to rush up at any time, hug her and blow to pieces.

Ignoring the words of her "work" on his face, Zong Jize at this moment really looks like Shura from hell.

Only after superimposing the cartoons she drew, Zong Jize's gloomy face looked a little funny.

But Lu Dingning, who knew that Zong Jize was angry, would dare to provoke him at this time?

So, in the end, Lu Dingning compromised.

"You paint. Don't be too big..."

Really, at this moment, Lu Dingning admires his fearless spirit.

If she is really a man, then associating with her must be the happiest thing in the world!

After saying this, Lu Dingning took the initiative to raise his chin...