Li Shunan leaned down slightly, his clear breath fell, and he said in a dumb voice: "You are so close to me, I want to kiss you." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Lingzhi paused for two seconds, and then the roots of his ears began to heat again, and he looked away unnaturally and took two steps back.

As if he had encountered some virus, he immediately stayed away from him.

Li Shunan lowered his eyes, stared straight at her, and chuckled lightly.

The little girl's skin is still so thin.

As soon as she is teased by him, she is easily shy.

Li Shunan stood up straight, smiled casually, and wiped his hair with a towel: "What did you just say, what did you cook?" ”

Jiang Lingzhi touched his ears, and then remembered: "Oh, I cooked ginger soup." ”

She pointed in the direction of the desk: "You drink it quickly, be careful of catching a cold." ”

Li Shunan's gaze fell, and his eyebrows and eyes were slightly lazy.

Jiang Lingzhi was about to walk over, his eyes fell on the top of his head, and his brows furrowed: "Why haven't you dried your hair yet?" ”

Li Shunan raised her eyebrows, and before she could speak, she pushed her to the desk and sat down on the chair.

Jiang Lingzhi's soft little hand pressed on his shoulder, and his fingers touched the tips of his hair: "You drink ginger soup first, and I'll go get a hair dryer to blow your hair." ”

Li Shunan pulled the corners of his lower lip, chuckled, and his voice was lazy: "How can you take care of a child?" ”

Jiang Lingzhi turned around and walked into the bathroom, pouting: "Then you don't often treat me as a child." ”

She soon came out with a hair dryer and muttered in a low voice: "Let you experience what it's like to be taken care of." ”

Li Shunan leaned back in his chair and his eyes fell on the bowl on the desk.

The ginger soup that his little girlfriend cooked for him.

Li Shunan raised his eyebrows lightly, and his bony fingers picked up the bowl, and only took a sip, his brows furrowed.

How much ginger is put in this.

Drinking it is full of ginger flavor, and the spicy taste is simply too exciting.

After taking a sip, he put the bowl down.

He didn't like the taste of ginger very much, and he was worried that she would find it spicy, so every time he made brown sugar ginger tea for her, he only put three or four slices of it.

It turned out that she was fine, as if she had put all the ginger in the house.

However, the little girl will hurt people now.

Li Shunan's peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, and the smile on his lips was a little rippling.

The sound of a hair dryer was in his ears, and the little girl's thin fingers ran through his black hair.

Li Shunan can see the girl's side face from the mirror of the dresser.

She was very focused on blowing his hair, and her expression was serious.

After her hair was almost blown, Jiang Ling put away the hair dryer with satisfaction, and her eyes fell on the bowl on the desk.

It seems to be the same as when it was served, and nothing has changed.

Jiang Lingzhi frowned: "Didn't you drink it?" ”

Li Shunan's eyes moved, raised his hand, and his bony fingers pressed against the bridge of his nose, and rubbed it gently: "Drink." ”

Jiang Ling didn't believe what he said: "You have to drink it all, you see there is so much left." ”

"......" Li Shunan did not speak.

As if he had suddenly reacted to something, Jiang Lingzhi tilted his head, looked at his well-defined side face, and asked again, "What's wrong?" Isn't it delicious? ”

Jiang Lingzhi felt that cooking this thing should not have any technical content.

Isn't it just cutting some ginger, putting some wolfberries, and then putting some brown sugar?

Hearing that ginger can dispel cold, she deliberately cut two more pieces.

Isn't it delicious?