Chapter 232: Bamboo Horse is a Little Good (4)

Hearing the movement, he finally glanced at the ginger roll.

The black hair hung down softly, covering his eyebrows, his facial features were delicate and upright, and the long eyelashes against the sky were even more attractive, like a small fan, and there were two silhouettes under the eyelids, and those dark eyes were staring at her, quietly.

"Who are you?"

It belongs to the child's immature voice.

Finally noticing himself, Jiang Juan replied: "I live next door, and my mother has something to do, so let me come to your house to play." ”

"Oh."

The little boy was not curious about herself, and turned his head away.

The barrage was full of discussions at the moment: "It is worthy of His Royal Highness, he is not moved by the beauty at all, unlike me, I am reluctant to look away when I see the scroll." ”

"It turns out that no matter how rational you are now, you will regret it later, this is my experience after watching several worlds."

"Earlier, it is undeniable that your words are really incisive!"

Ginger Roll looked to the side, there was a chair next to it, but it was too high, and Ginger Roll pulled it for a long time before moving a little.

I made myself sweat.

On such a hot day, the air conditioner was not turned on in the room, so Jiang Juan wiped the sweat with the small towel that Ning Yun had put in advance in his pocket, folded it and put it back, and continued to move the chair.

Finally moved the chair over and leaned next to Qiao Shu, Jiang Juan found something even more embarrassing.

She didn't seem to be able to sit on it.

After making a fuss for a while, she gave up and simply stood directly beside Qiao Shu.

The other party reads the book seriously and ignores her at all.

Ginger rolls think of the sugar in their pockets, the sugar wrappers are colorful and beautiful, and children absolutely love it!

took out the sugar, put it next to Qiao Shu, and said, "Brother Qiao Shu, do you eat candy?" ”

Qiao Shu didn't even look at it: "Don't eat." ”

Ginger rolls are idle and bored, look left and look again.

There are a lot of things in Qiao Shu's room, and there is a large bookshelf, with all kinds of books on one side, and some toys on the other side, what kind of Rubik's cube, building block suits, etc., Jiang Juan didn't touch his things, he entertained himself, chatting with the barrage.

Then she found that no matter how much trouble she made, the other party would not look back at her.

Because she fell, he didn't look back.

At first, Jiang Juan was in a hurry, his legs were short, and he stumbled on his left foot and fell straight down.

This can frighten the people in the live broadcast room and 99.

99 was as anxious as an old father, and he didn't have time to pull the ginger roll, and he was a little annoyed.

Fortunately, there was a carpet on the ground, and the ginger roll didn't hurt when it fell.

The man sitting by the window didn't seem to look back.

After waiting for half an hour, Qiao Shu finished reading the book, closed the book, and wanted to rest for a while.

Standing up and looking over at the bed, the little girl didn't know when she had fallen asleep in her own bed.

She slept only on the edges, on her side, facing his direction, her back bent, her legs curled, looking like a ball.

Qiao Shu put the book back in the bookshelf and looked at her again.

Motionless.

There was no place to sleep, so I had to stop resting.

Qiao Shu left the room.

Qiao's mother was arranging flowers in the living room, and when she saw him come out, there was no one behind her, and asked him, "Where is the roll?" ”

Qiao Shu didn't know who the scroll was, but soon, he connected the little girl on the bed with the scroll.

"I'm sleeping.".

After he finished speaking, he walked over to the table and poured water.