His pear dimple is a bit sweet

Chapter 160 Society I, Brother Jiang

"No."

When Gu Xiangxiang raised his hand to pick the flowers, Jiang Chengyi held down her wrist, preventing her from moving.

"Why?" Gu Xiangxiang looked at the wrist he was holding, and then at him, asking annoyedly.

"Because I want you to wear it for a day." His tone of voice sounded really unreasonable!
what! ?This is also called a reason! ?Gu Xiangxiang really wanted to ask him: Jiang Chengyi, you are so unreasonable, do your parents know?
It's a pity that her little shrimp doesn't have such courage.

"You, why are you so unreasonable?" She couldn't help it, and murmured in a low voice. Although her voice was very small, it was still heard by Jiang Chengyi.

"No way, I'm used to it, you just need to get used to it." Jiang Chengyi said calmly with a faint smile on his exquisitely paralyzed face.

When Gu Xiangxiang heard his answer, he almost vomited blood: "What if I don't listen to you?"

"Deductions, wages, wages." He paused every word, uttering three words that were full of lethality.

Gu Xiangxiang surrendered immediately, and looked at him bitterly: "I, Brother Jiang, don't talk harshly, so don't deduct my salary. I'll listen to you."

"Just be obedient." He raised his dimples, showing a rarely satisfied face.

Just be obedient?Gu Xiangxiang carefully figured out his tone of voice, and felt that he seemed to be talking to an obedient cat or dog, so he couldn't help but give him a white look.

"Let's go." When the voice fell, Jiang Chengyi took a long leg and walked towards Gu Xiangxiang's house.

"Flower Picker, hurry up and follow." Jiang Chengyi stopped, turned to look at Gu Xiangxiang behind him, and urged her to follow.

"Flower picker?" A flower picker with a flower in her ear?

"Jiang Chengyi, why do you like to call others nicknames so much?" Gu Xiangxiang walked over slowly, raised his listless little face, and looked at him fixedly.

"Is there?" Jiang Chengyi looked innocent.

"Well, yes."

"Little trouble, there are only two flower pickers." He raised two fingers, afraid that Gu Xiangxiang would wrong him.

"We've only known each other for a few days, and you've given me two nicknames, and you still think it's too few. You're really not authentic." Gu Xiangxiang was speechless.

Indeed, they have only known each other for a few days, but the depth of some feelings has nothing to do with the length of time they have known each other.

He and Gu Xiangxiang were enemies at first, but later, once they got in touch, he saw many shadows of little Nanxiang in her, and couldn't help but feel a feeling of resentment for seeing each other late.

"Why don't you speak? Did I hit the mark? I feel guilty, and I don't know what to say." Looking at Jiang Chengyi who was in a daze, Gu Xiangxiang curled up his mouth proudly, thinking that he had the upper hand.

"Yes, I do feel a little guilty, so I decided to treat you well today." Jiang Chengyi took off the hairpin from her head, held it in his hand and looked at it again and again.

"You, what are you doing?" Gu Xiangxiang looked at him warily as if he had realized his prank.

"Help you put the little flower on your head in place so it won't fall off."

The morning sun casts a soft light, and the boy and the girl are bathed in the light, like a delicate oil painting.

The boy in white clothes and black trousers carefully pinned the little flower to the girl's ear with a hairpin, which was very pleasing to the eye.

The breeze blew, blowing away the faint fragrance of flowers, Jiang Chengyi secretly looked at her, and always felt that Xiao Nanxiang should be like this when he grows up.

(End of this chapter)