Chapter 8: Don't expect him to coax her
Ye Sheng's voice fell, and he found that the little girl's face turned red.
Pink and tender, like a peach.
Shen Shijin saw the little girl standing helplessly, raised her eyebrows slightly, and walked over with long legs.
Footsteps stopped in front of her, and he bent over, palms resting on his knees, leaning over to stare at her little pale face.
The voice is low and hoarse with a faint sultry,
"New classmates? Meet again. ”
Last time, I couldn't help but touch her soft little hands, and when I saw the little girl's fluttering eyelashes, Shen Shijin felt like a hooligan.
I didn't dare to contact her again for a few days,
Tut
How did you send it to the door yourself?
Ye Sheng was slightly surprised, "You know?" ”
Shen Shijin stared at the little girl's delicate little face, her long eyelashes were long and curly, beautiful like a doll.
He licked his teeth,
A low chuckle came out of his chest,
"I'm at the same table."
The little girl hung her head and didn't dare to raise it,
I thought, it's obviously a passageway.
Ye Sheng understood, "Then you talk, if the little girl wants to buy a musical instrument, you can also ask Jin Er, he knows musical instruments very well." ”
Ye Sheng carried a drink to the children in the room.
The little girl's drooping head slowly lifted, and her gaze froze sharply.
The young man in front of him leaned over slightly, and his neckline poured down,
The Adam's apple on the slender neck is protruding, and under the delicate and beautiful collarbone, a large area of fair skin sweeps into the bottom of the eyes without covering.
Shen Shijin stared at the little girl a little confused,
Not only is the little face red, but the snow-white earlobes are also shining with crystal red.
"You're not going to get heat stroke...... Right? ”
The thin, soft little arms suddenly wrapped around his neck, gently touching his cold skin, soft and smooth.
Shen Shijin's body stiffened for a moment, and his eyes stared at her deeply.
The little girl's delicate face seemed to burn.
grabbed his collar and lifted it up, his voice was a little helpless,
"Mr. Kim, your collar has fallen off."
Shen Shijin was stunned.
The little girl's body is full of fragrant and sweet milk, and the snow-white and delicate neck in front of her is tender.
He scoffed, blowing a few wobbling strands of hair around her neck.
Slowly straightened up and tugged back at the collar.
"That's it?"
The little girl pushed several cloths back quickly, slamming into the table with a loud bang.
Shen Shijin raised his eyes and glanced at her, "Bumped?" ”
She shook her head quickly, with a straight face,
"Nope."
The slender white hand held the can, and the index finger pressed against the pull ring and gently opened it up, making a breath sound.
He handed her the open Coke.
"I don't drink."
He said coldly, "Take it." ”
The little girl silently reached out and took it.
In his quiet and indifferent eyes, she picked it up and took a sip.
She rarely drinks carbonated drinks, and the irritating touch of the tip of her tongue makes her little face wrinkle slightly.
Shen Shijin picked up the bottle on the coffee table and opened it to drink it himself.
"Come buy a guitar?"
Instead of buying a musical instrument, he asked directly to buy a guitar.
Chu Youen put down the coke, "It's the same as yours, how much does it cost?" ”
Shen Shijin leaned lazily against the wall, his slender cigarette pinned behind his ear.
He threw his head up and poured a large sip of Coke,
"Not sold."
"Then, I'll find another musical instrument store."
"It's not sold."
Chu Youen was stunned and raised his eyes to look at him.
He quickly finished his Coke and flattened the can and threw it in the trash.
"I kid you not, the custom guitar, the whole world."
The blush on the little girl's face faded, white as porcelain and almost transparent, and she pursed her lips and did not speak.
Shen Shijin had a headache and felt that she was probably going to cry.
Damn, don't expect him to coax her.
He won't.
Behold
She nodded slightly, turned away without saying a word.
?
Don't say hello to him when you're gone?
…… Impolite.