When she arrived, the little girl didn't notice her, she was peeling the sweet potato very seriously, the sweet potato should be very hot, she changed hands from time to time, and blew her breath.

When the big black umbrella was held on top of her head, the little girl suddenly raised her head, the expression on her little face, after a moment of surprise, turned into surprise, and her crisp sweet voice said: "Third master, you didn't leave!" ”

"Wait for me?" Jun Shiyan's voice was a little hoarse, looking at the little girl's sweet smile and elk-like wet eyes, his heart instantly softened into a puddle of water.

"I'll bring you something delicious." Ling Sheng brought the sweet potato in his hand to his mouth as if offering a treasure, his eyes flashed with bright stars: "You are really blessed, you came over just after peeling it." ”

The moment I saw him, my heart was full at once.

It turned out that he ...... No goodbye.

Jun Shiyan didn't go to the sweet potato, his slender fingers like jade buckled the little girl's white wrist, and his voice was distressed: "Go home and eat again." ”

I don't know how long she has been squatting under the eaves, the clothes on her body are wet from the rain that comes in, her long hair is also wet, and her long eyelashes still have small crystal droplets.

Ling Sheng nodded hurriedly: "If you come back later, I'll finish eating, you're pinching the time to come back!" ”

Jun Shiyan shook his head: "If I knew that you were coming, I wouldn't go out." ”

Ling Sheng's heart suddenly skipped half a beat, and in order to hide his gaffe, he pretended to be calm and picked up the basin on the ground: "Then what are you going to do?" ”

It's over, it's over!

What if she's going to be picked up?

Are you old men so flirtatious?

"After meeting with the local leaders, I am ready to donate money to build the road." Jun Shiyan took the basin in the little girl's hand, looked at the contents of the pot, and frowned slightly: "This is sorghum?" ”

Ling Sheng hurriedly shook his head, smiled mysteriously, like a little fox, and picked up a sweet stick: "It's not sorghum, it's a good thing!" ”

The two entered the house.

Ling Sheng was directly pressed on the sofa by Jun Shiyan, wiped her dirty hands with wet paper towels, and used a hair dryer to blow her hair seriously.

Ling Sheng's heartbeat was a little chaotic, the man's gentle movements made her heart itch, as if a deer was bumping, her ears were a little hot, she raised her head slightly, and said in a small voice: "Third Master." ”

"Huh?" Jun Shiyan has a word, elongating the end note, and his mellow voice is a little hoarse, but it is incredible.

Ling Sheng couldn't help swallowing, and saw the man's slender neck and rolling Adam's apple, and his mouth was inexplicably dry: "I'm fine, and I'm not wet." ”

"Don't move." Jun Shiyan was very serious, bent his fingers and gently tapped her smooth forehead, and laughed lowly: "This is called precaution." ”

Ling Sheng's heart was uncontrollable again, his dark eyes looked at him, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say: "Oh! ”

Jun Shiyan looked at the little girl's obedient appearance, soft and cute, she really wanted to hug her, how could she be so well-behaved and cute.

After drying his hair, Ling Sheng took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the sofa and gnawed on the sweet rod, gnawed the skin of the sweet rod, and then handed it to Jun Shiyan, his eyes narrowed into a good-looking moon bend, and he looked forward to it: "Third master, you taste it." ”

Jun Shiyan looked at the top of the sweet rod, and the little tooth mark that the little girl gnawed out with her millet teeth, it was very cute, and when she tasted it, her eyes lit up: "Sweet." ”