I Shocked the Globe

Chapter 78 The bamboo horse and the horse are different (35)

The kidnapping is so easy, the little girl's precautions are not so serious.

But she said she wanted him.

So this simple undefended, probably just against him.

Jiang Heng raised her thin lips and watched her take her schoolbag to do her homework, and filled his desk with pink stationery. In the room with serious tones, she suddenly added a touch of bright color.

It turns out sometimes...

It is also necessary to be jealous.

If it weren’t for the mood today, with his calm personality, he would not rashly raise this matter.

...And I won't know that she would be easily promised by her.

The teenager lazily got up from the sofa and stepped forward, leaning against the desk lazily, taking white sugar in his white fingers, and slowly peeling it off, his tone seemed casual, asking: "When did you like me?"

The girl wrote her homework without looking up: "Like? I don't like you."

Jiang Heng: "..."

He bit into the sugar between his thin lips and the sweetness spread out. The bite motion stopped.

Under the long eyelashes, the eyes were cold and frost-like, and looked down at the girl's soft hair rotation.

The devil continued: "You are not good to me and you are indifferent to death. If you change this problem later, I will consider liking you again."

There was no movement for a while.

Yun Xia looked up and slammed into a pair of dark pupils. The slender figure leaned against the bookcase and looked at her nonchalantly.

Sugar twirled around his thin lips, and his voice was not shocked: "Okay."

The little girl blinked innocently, and at the next moment, the person before him leaned over and turned her chair.

The other person touched the back of the chair with one hand, leaning against the back of her chair with one hand, close to the cold air, and thin lips kissed gently at the corner of her lips.

Breathing only leaves for a moment, the cold breath away, but the candy smell is still a little bit.

"Sweet?" The young boy's eyes narrowed, and the light under his long eyelashes was condescending.

"I'll give you such sweetness in the future...okay? Don't be indifferent."

Yun Xia touched the corner of his lips and looked up at him with a squint.

Sweet is quite sweet.

…

When Jiang Father came back, after thinking about it, he put down his umbrella and went upstairs to see it.

He knocked on the door of the room to enter, and saw the teenager leaning on the bed alone, the thin draped on him, the corners spread out neatly, and his eyes were reading.

Father Jiang looked around: "What about Xia Xia?"

"Go back." The teenager's voice was careless, and his fingertips gently turned a page.

Father Jiang came over and nodded, preparing to sit down beside the bed.

The other person's eyes lifted up slowly and slowly, with a cool tone: "This is what she helped me to spread. You have to sit, go sit on the sofa."

Father Jiang stopped his movements and looked at the teenager strangely, facing his plain eyes. There was no joke in his beautiful eyes.

"..."

The old father left the bed bitterly and walked over to the table to pour a glass of water. "Your attitude... I told you not long ago that I knew what I was doing. I think you are obviously unrequited love."

Jiang Heng glanced at him, his eyes moved back to the book, and he said softly: "Unfortunately, it's not."

Jiang father just drank the water into his mouth, he heard his son turned a page, the pages were soft, and his voice was not cold.

"It's two-way."

"cough--"

Father Jiang was gentle on weekdays, but at this time he was bent over with a sip of water and looked at the teenager in bed with surprise, "You didn't mean..."

Jiang Heng glanced at him lazily.

"Eighteen this year," the teenager said lazily, "not too early."

(End of this chapter)