Jiang Lingzhi leaned up, hugged his waist, looked up at him, and stared at him with dark eyes.

"I want a kiss."

Her voice was soft and soft, and the hearts of sweet people were numb.

For so long, he also knew that the little girl didn't like to kiss and hug in front of others, she was too thin-skinned, and her ears were red when she was shy.

Li Shunan was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, suddenly turned around, pushed the little girl to the trunk of the tree, and leaned down slightly.

"Why are you so proactive today?"

The crisp breath on his body came down, and it smelled inexplicably.

Jiang Lingzhi blinked her eyes and deliberately pretended to be stupid: "What initiative?" ”

Li Shunan chuckled, and said in a tone of voice: "Slap and give a sweet date?" ”

Jiang Lingzhi: "......"

She muttered quietly, "When did I slap you?" ”

Jiang Lingzhi guessed that he might be talking about the photo on Weibo.

But she was doing her right thing, and she didn't do anything to be sorry for him.

How can it be considered a slap?

Li Shunan stared at her for a while, his eyes deepened, he lowered his head slightly, and directly blocked her lips.

A gentle and delicate kiss.

He withdrew slightly, his eyes still staring at her red lips, and muttered in a low voice, "I like sweet dates like this." ”

Jiang Lingzhi grabbed his shirt with his fingers, and there was an ambiguous water stain on his red lips.

The man stretched out his hand, rubbed his fingertips lightly against her lips, suddenly laughed, leaned into her ear and whispered, "When will you give me another slap?" ”

Jiang Lingzhi: "......"

Neurotic?!

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He said he would handle it, and he would definitely be able to handle it.

Jiang Lingzhi felt so inexplicably.

It feels like my boyfriend can do anything, and he can help her deal with everything in an orderly manner.

That's how inexplicably I believe.

After she went back, she didn't log in to Weibo, so she didn't know how things are developing now.

The usual gossip was sent to her by Shi Lejing and Nie Ying, so she could know a little.

Probably because she was afraid of affecting her mood.

They wouldn't have come to tell her these heart-stopping words.

So Jiang Lingzhi was quite peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

The next day is Thursday.

After eating at noon, Jiang Lingzhi went to the dance studio to practice dancing as usual.

When I passed by the dance studio of hip-hop, a person came out of it.

"Yo, I haven't seen it for a few days, and I thought you quit." Zhou Jiajia walked out of the door, her hands around her chest, leaning against the wall.

Jiang Lingzhi stopped and looked over with a faint expression.

Zhou Jiajia glanced at her up and down, then frowned, and sneered: "Look at your Weibo has not moved, why, don't you dare to log in?" ”

“……”

"Would you like me to read a few words to you? The reviews are quite wonderful. Zhou Jiajia gloated.

Jiang Lingzhi sneered: "People like you don't dare to be accepted by mental hospitals." ”

The girl was wearing a slim leggings and jeans, a pair of small white shoes, revealing a touch of white ankles, and her figure was straight and slender.

In addition, she speaks softly and softly, and she feels extraordinarily nice when she says anything.

It's just that the contempt between the eyebrows and eyes is not disguised.

Zhou Jiajia reacted for a few seconds before realizing that she was scolding herself: "You are sick!" ”