His little grandfather is not easy to coax

Chapter 56

"Next time you want to do this again, I won't cover for you."

Ni Xi's tone of voice was very soft, and it sounded soft and sweet to her ears.

Jiang Si stopped the movement that was about to lie down, looked up at the serious little milk bag, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't ask you to help me." Jiang Si rested his chin with one hand, different from Ni Xi's delicate, he was more careless.

"Yes." Ni Xi raised her eyebrows, then nodded, "I'm just pretending to be sentimental, so I keep silent."

After speaking, he made a gesture to turn around, but Jiang Si gave her a quick hand.

"Just kidding."

Jiang Si looked at the dimple at the corner of her mouth, couldn't help but curled his lips, and then solemnly thanked Ni Xi: "Thank you for helping me out."

"Tsk...you actually say thank you?"

Ni Xi seemed to have discovered a new continent, her eyes were slightly enlarged, and when she smiled, her brows fluttered, and when it fell into Jiang Si's eyes, she felt that her surroundings became brighter.

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Si couldn't help but raised his hand and flicked Ni Xi's forehead.

The strength was not heavy, but it scared her a little.

"What are you doing?" Ni Xi raised her hand and touched her forehead, she couldn't help being a little taken aback by his inexplicable action.

"I was thinking that I didn't commit a crime, I just skipped a few classes, and then got into a few fights, how did I become a school bully in your eyes?"

"Isn't that serious?" Ni Xi held the pen in his hand, pressing the cap one by one.

"I won't talk to you about this." Jiang Si glanced at the door of the classroom and continued, "Have you seen the painting for you?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Si's eyes were filled with smiles, and he couldn't hide his pride.

"..."

Ni Xi glanced at the trash bag unobtrusively, and the draft paper with the stick figure was lying in the trash bag at the moment.

The appalling little man with simple strokes is too ugly to look at...

"Jiang Si, do you have any misunderstanding about your painter?"

I also thought of euphemistically reminding, but after a little hesitation, I decided to tell the truth.

"Isn't it like you? When you yawned in class, I happened to see it and drew it down. Why doesn't it look like you?"

Jiang Si squinted his eyes, recalling the picture he drew in Chinese class in his mind.

High nose bridge, small dimples, big eyes, slightly cover your mouth when you yawn, why don't you look like it?
"Jiangsi."

Looking at the bewildered confidence on his face, Ni Xi couldn't bear to hit his self-confidence, and said solemnly: "Talent is something that cannot be forced. It is very important to recognize yourself."

For example, painting, you can't force it.

Ni Xi lowered her eyes again to look at the messy draft papers on Jiang Si's desk, as well as some stick figures, which were still too horrible to look at.

Hot eyes...

Jiang Si is so smart, so he naturally understands what she means.

"Do you dislike my paintings?"

The tone was a little cold, and it was a little frightening to hear.

"No, no, it's pretty good."

Sensing the approaching danger, Ni Xi quickly waved his hand.

You have to admit it.

"What about the painting?"

Jiang Si didn't like her, just opened his hands and looked at Ni Xi.

He always felt that the little figure he had drawn for a class might be lying in some corner now.

Hanging, very hanging.

"Draw..."

Ni Xi didn't expect that he would look at it, she glanced at the garbage bag indiscriminately, thinking about how to take it out.

Could it be possible to take it out of the trash bag in front of Jiang Si?

but…

Just now Shen Siyu quietly ate the little spicy fish and threw the packaging bag in. Now the painting is probably stained.

Taking it out doesn't seem to work...

　Little cuties, remember to vote red beans for Wenwen

　　Wenwen needs your support.
　　Recommendation tickets and monthly tickets can also be thrown at me

　　(I really lost a lot of cuties at the beginning of school to read the text, uncomfortable ing)

　　Refill
　　
　
(End of this chapter)