Mama Zhang, who secretly thought of this, looked at Tan Sang a few more times, and made up her mind in her heart: "Little Miss, are you willing to do Mama Zhang a favor?" Help me get this fruit and send it to the little master? ”

You're ......

It's all about this......

Good girl, can I still say yes?

Tan Sang happily took it, a trace of cunning crossed Shui Lingling's eyes, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly, revealing a confusing person who should not be at this age, this is what she wants.

So he stepped lightly on the path.

Tan Sang entered the small bungalow, there was no one on the first floor, and Tan Sang went down the floor paved with golden silk nanmu.

It's a door.

Tan Sang was about to knock on the door, but it opened as soon as he touched it.

The boy was barefoot on a soft blanket, and at his feet was a ball of paper with dense formulas written on it, and he glanced out at the sound.

This glance amazed Tan Sang.

The boy's skin is very white, and he can see that he rarely sees sunlight.

But his silhouette seems to be finely sculpted, the color of his eyebrows and eyes seems to be smudged with a paintbrush, and the loose white silk shirt on his upper body and the light brown pupils reveal a hint of decadent coldness.

"Brother Jiang Zhun, I ......"

Tan Sangyou was tempted by his beauty and swallowed his saliva.

"I'll bring you food."

The young man directly ignored her whole person and continued to hold the pen.

Tan Sang consciously took off his shoes and socks and walked in, and put the fruit on the table next to him.

Tan Sang was very uncomfortable with the darkness here, and almost tripped himself just now, and it took a long time to put him on the table.

Glancing at the serious young man again, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and he seemed to be obsessed with what he was holding.

Tan Sang was a little curious, it was so dark here, could he see it?

But I held back.

After all, it is good to approach it gradually, and you can't startle the snake.

"Brother, then I'll go first."

The little milk voice is soft, kitten-like, and there is no threat at all.

Tan Sang couldn't stand such a dark gaze at all, and he didn't see the young man pinching the pen after hearing this.

"Oh mom, ......" The soft voice was accompanied by the thud of her falling, an inexplicable sense of comedy.

The boy glanced there slightly.

Faintly without any emotion.

On the contrary, Tan Sang was a little embarrassed, making her seem as if she had fallen on purpose.

Look at the Rubik's Cube that hits your feet.

The small and smooth feet of the little girl like a little milk cat kicked lightly and snorted with a soft nasal voice.

It's just laughing and crying.

Then he picked it up again and handed it to the quiet and cold boy.

"Brother Jiang Zhun, your Rubik's Cube wants me to stay." So it tripped me up.

The boy raised a pair of light eyes and looked at her quietly.

The little girl had just tripped and fallen, and it should have hurt a lot, and her nose was red.

The little milk sound is like the warmest wind in Jiangnan, and it suddenly took the opportunity to enter his heart.

Jiang Zhun's eyes were mottled, unknown emotions flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to reveal a handsome side face.

The knobby fingers took the sixth-order Rubik's Cube.

The fingertips touched Tan Sangrou's soft hand.

It's like a drop of water falling into a lake, stirring up a little ripple.

I barely touched it, so I didn't have that kind of physiological pain.

Only then did Jiang Zhun realize that this sixth-order Rubik's Cube was just right in his hand, but it looked extraordinarily large in the little girl's hand.

There was a hint of academic doubt in his pale brown pupils.

Humans, are there such soft, small creatures?