Ning Zhi raised the IOU to her lips, puffed up her cheeks and blew it gently, and after the ink was dry, the little girl immediately raised her head and looked at Ning Dayuan: "Dad, I'll go and take the IOU to the Song family now." ”

"Go ahead, slow down on the road." Ning Dayuan was sitting on the stool, pouring himself cold and white open to calm his mood at the moment.

Ning Zhi carefully folded the IOU, held it in the palm of his hand, and crossed the threshold with his skirt in the other hand, trotting towards the Song family.

Song Shenbai didn't seem to have any hobbies other than reading, and when Ning Zhi arrived, he was reading in the house.

The afternoon sun shines through the papier-mâché window, casting a hazy light that casts the shadow of the window on him.

The little boy behind the table is gentle and moist, like a clear stream in a mountain stream, and like a breeze in the bamboo forest, refreshing people's hearts.

Sensing that she was coming, Song Shenbai put down the book and walked around the table to her: "Why did you run in such a hurry?" ”

He frowned, took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on her forehead, and his movements were extremely gentle, as if he was afraid of breaking the little girl.

Ning Zhi stood there stunned, staring at him dumbfounded, his chest jumping like a rabbit.

"Silly?" He didn't know when it was done, but when Ning Zhi reacted, he saw that he was leaning against the door frame, looking at himself with a smile.

Her face turned red with anger, and she changed the topic and spread out her palms: "Brother Song, thank you for your help today, this is an IOU." ”

The little girl threw her head back, stood on tiptoe and raised her hand, and handed him the IOU.

Song Shenbai lowered his eyes, his eyes swept over the IOU, and he reached out to take it.

After a casual glance, he tore it up in front of her.

"What are you doing?" Ning Zhi exclaimed, jumping up to stop it.

But he was so tall that she couldn't reach it no matter how much she jumped, so she could only watch him tear the IOU to pieces.

Ning Zhi was angry, and finally simply lifted the hem of his skirt and kicked his foot gently: "Did you tear it off?" ”

Don't you know that paper and ink are very expensive!

Looking at the little girl who was fierce at him, Song Shenbai leaned down to look at her at eye level, and told her in a solemn tone: "You don't need to give me an IOU, I believe your family will pay it back." ”

"You're so confident?" Ning Zhi's eyebrows were surprised.

Song Shenbai straightened up again and glanced at her: "Could it be that your family is the kind of person who owes money and doesn't pay it back?" ”

"Of course not!" Ning Zhi retorted.

"That's not it." Song Shenbai's voice was faint, his legs went around her, and he sat back at the table.

Ning Zhi followed behind him and chattered to persuade him: "That's what I said, but I still have to have an IOU." ”

Seeing that she was not finished, Song Shenbai put down the pen he had just held in his hand, and raised his chin to look at her: "This person who doesn't know still thinks that I owe you money, and you chase me for an IOU." ”

Ning Zhi snorted: "...... Then you have to take the IOU quickly, won't I chase you? ”

"I kind of like you chasing me." Song Shenbai no longer looked at her, but turned his head out of the window, his fingers hanging on his knees were slightly clenched, and his face was slightly red.

"Huh??" His voice was very low, Ning Zhi didn't hear it clearly, she leaned up suspiciously: "What did you say?" ”

Song Shenbai turned his head and smiled slightly: "I didn't say anything, you heard it wrong." ”

"Oh......" Ning Zhi shook his head as if he didn't believe it, tiptoed, and frowned at him: "You really don't want an IOU?" ”

"No, I trust you." He still said that.