Jiang Zhun looked at the bookshelf motionlessly, his eyes dimly lit.

Little Pretty This is trying to read a book?

It's all so painful, and I can read books, what a good boy who works hard and is hardworking.

Thinking about it like this, Tan Sang completely ignored it, just now Xiaomei touched her personally.

Jiang Zhun's long eyelashes moved, and his eyes were bright and calm like water, and Tan Sang just felt that it was demagogic.

He didn't say a word, stretched out his slender fingers, the boy was too thin, and the close-fitting shirt was slightly loose on him.

The sleeves fell down a little, revealing delicate and beautiful wrists.

This man is really a goblin.

Just a pair of hands makes people think about it.

For a moment when she was stunned, a cold metal fell on her hand.

One after the other.

Tan Sang's little hands were so heavy that they couldn't fit it anymore.

All of them are gold medals, medals, and trophies.

Tan Sang was completely dumbfounded.

How many awards has Little Pretty participated in?

Seeing that his action of taking the trophy continued, Tan Sang hurriedly stopped: "Brother Jiang Zhun, these things are enough." ”

The boy glanced at her, and his beautiful eyes were stained with sadness.

Tan Sang couldn't stand his aggrieved eyes.

"Brother Jiang Zhun, you ...... Go ahead and take it. ”

There was a bit of helplessness in the tone.

Jiang Zhun seemed to know that she didn't like it a little bit, so he stopped moving.

He looked at her motionlessly.

Seeing Tan Sang, he was a little shy.

Tan Sang always felt that Jiang Zhun was so crazy because of his illness......

One of the trophies on his body fell to the ground and smashed on the floor, making a bell-bell-like sound.

Tan Sang bent over, his fingers clumsily trying to grab the naughty trophy.

There was another sound of some medals falling to the ground.

Tan Sang's hand compared to the chair is really, too short.

The air is too quiet.

Tan Sang's whole person was embarrassed even on his scalp.

A pair of clean fingers picked up those things, and then stuffed them into Tan Sang's hands with a hard heart.

Tan Sang was a little dizzy and couldn't figure out what Xiaomei was doing.

"Both...... Send me? ”

Jiang Zhun nodded.

There was also a hazy 'um' sound.

The voice was very shallow, so shallow that it was like a gossamer, but it suddenly entered Tan Sang's heart, teasing her inch by inch.

Jiang Zhun's beautiful long eyelashes, pink lips like roses were tightly pursed, and his eyes kept chasing her.

I care about her.

My trophies are all for you, can you not want anyone else's?

Tan Sang was a little confused.

Why did Xiao Mei get so close to her after a while?

Suddenly, there was an extra red bar on the top of Jiang Zhun's head, and the favorability value was 30!?

What happened?

Why does Xiaomei have so much more affection for her?

Jiang Zhun saw that Tan Sang didn't like it well, and his red lips pursed even tighter.

The knobby fingers tightened inch by inch, curling up a little.

The young man's long eyelashes hung down, and his light brown pupils seemed to carry a little grievance.

Tan Sang was dumbfounded.

Ay!

Don't look like that.

It makes me feel like I'm bullying you.

"Brother Jiang Zhun, I'...... I really like these trophies, thank you. ”

The voice was like a soft whisper, soaked in the haze after the rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Xiaomei is happy.

As long as she's not with others, he's happy.

He had been waiting for Tan Sang this afternoon.

But today is the first time for Tan Sang, and when he came back, he didn't smile and said to the window: "Brother Jiang Zhun, I'm coming back from school." ”