The matter of apologizing to Tian Zhengguo is solved, and the next thing is jimin, thinking of this, Xia Lingling feels big.

The reason why she apologized to Guoguo so easily was because she caught Guoguo's soft-hearted character, and he has always treated him like a sister these days when he got along, so as long as he played a little trick and was a little coquettish, he could make himself a little pitiful.

But Jimin, speaking of which, he is really helpless against him, in his own opinion, he has always been like a fan, I don't know what he likes, what he hates, and I don't know his weakness, which may be because of the mystery of the authorities.

Sighing, she began to look for Jimin's shadow on the sixth floor, and searched from 607 all the way, and finally found Jimin in 603, which she used as her study.

When he entered, Jimin was sitting on the boss's chair at the table looking at something, looking very serious, frowning from time to time, Xia Lingling secretly screamed that it was not good, and stepped forward to snatch the things in his hand.

Jimin's reaction was a little quicker, and he jerked his hand back, and dodged it awkwardly.

Xia Lingling was already a little overwhelmed at this time, she was not mistaken, the one Jimin was holding was a notebook written when she was a nymphomaniac, and almost every page on it was accompanied by a sketch of Jimin's handsome and charming face.

Xia Lingling laughed twice in a slightly embarrassed way, but Jimin pretended not to know why she snatched it, deliberately raised the note in his hand, and smiled playfully:

"What is this?"

"Nothing, nothing, whatever you write."

Saying that, Xia Lingling stepped forward and reached out to snatch it.

Jimin didn't intend to let her go, his hand twitched and dodged, a dark cloud slowly rose on his face, and he said slowly in relatively blunt Chinese:

"Nothing? Although I can't read all these words, I can understand that you care about me. ”

"What?"

Xia Lingling's eyes widened, which bastard taught him this word? Does he even know what that word means?

"That...... That one...... Words can't be used indiscriminately, I'm worshipping you, worshipping, you know? ”

As if afraid that he wouldn't understand the last word of worship, Xia Lingling emphasized it in Korean.

"I don't care what it's called, just explain."

Jimin threw the notes on the table, leaned directly on the back of the chair, and put his feet on the table very comfortably, with a lazy expression, and looked like a domineering president.

Xia Lingling lowered her head, didn't speak for a long time, the atmosphere began to be a little gloomy, and now she looked very lonely, looking at Jimin's eyes, she almost regretted that her anger was a little too much.

But in fact, Xia Lingling's heart is not like this, she is frantically brewing what to do next, and how to act to satisfy this master.

Sure enough, just when Jimin felt that she couldn't sit still, Xia Lingling raised her head, and there was a faint mist in her eyes, which made people feel that she was crying, but she couldn't see the tears flowing out, in fact, it was often this kind of forbearance that was the easiest to arouse pity in people's hearts.

"Actually, I want to apologize to you, but I don't know how to tell you, I'm afraid that you will be angry, afraid that you will ignore me, but I still make you angry, I'm sorry."

Her words were a little incoherent, and she seemed to be experiencing a strong struggle in her heart at this time:

"I wrote this note, and you on it were also drawn by me, I know I'm not good at drawing, I haven't learned to draw at all, I've never painted like anything, but I've been working hard to draw you, every expression of yours, every action is deeply engraved in my heart, I like you from the first day I saw you......"

Speaking of this, the tears in Xia Lingling's eyes seemed to be unable to hold back any longer, and slowly slipped down the corners of her eyes, but she didn't notice it at all, and didn't mean to reach out to wipe it, but let the tears fall from her jaw to her collar:

"I know I don't deserve to like you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have bothered you......"

As she spoke, she opened her mouth and cried as if she had been greatly wronged, regardless of her image, and Jimin, who was just about to teach her a lesson, finally couldn't sit still, walked to her side quickly, and reached out in a panic to wipe away the tears on her face:

"Don't cry, don't cry, I don't blame you, there's really no ......"

Seeing Jimin's helpless appearance, Xia Lingling's heart blossomed, but her face still didn't change, she took the opportunity to pounce on Jimin's chest, hugged him tightly, and cried even more resentfully.

Jimin raised his hand, trying to push her away, but when he heard her more and more miserable cry, he couldn't give up his heart after all, so he could only let her cry his snow-white shirt wet.

Xia Lingling sniffed the fragrance of Jimin's body vigorously, felt the warmth from his body and the hardness of the muscles in his arms, and his heart was filled with happiness, as if he was lying in the clouds now, basking in the beautiful sun, how peaceful and peaceful he was, crying and crying...... Fell asleep.