She Became the White Moonlight of the Sick King

He thought about it for a while, and said joyfully, "Tomorrow happens to be Xiumu!"

Jiang Ling nodded and smiled, "Yes."

She blushed, and said shyly, "You want to see my brother so much?"

Ouch, this little brother is really serious about his relationship. He has only met her twice, and he just wants to meet her parents. He doesn't drag other girls to take advantage of her.

"Yes." He Lanxi murmured with longing and fascination, "After all, it's been so many years..."

Jiang Ling didn't hear the latter sentence, so she smiled and said, "Well, tomorrow, I will go to the racecourse with my brother, and you can come directly when the time comes."

After thinking about it, she felt that she had to be reserved, and Jiang Ling added shyly: "Forget it, I still won't go tomorrow, you can go to the Xijiao Racecourse to meet my brother by yourself."

He Lanxi's eyes lit up, she grinned and said, "Okay."

Jiang Ling was so amazed, she dared to swear to God, this is definitely the happiest and best-looking time since the boy met!

After making an agreement with little brother He Lan, Jiang Ling walked back with a happy face, but was bumped by a person, and the ink in the other's hand also stained her shoe upper and skirt.

Jiang Ling was furious, and was about to explode, when she looked up and saw a handsome face.

The other party is really good-looking, with all the facial features, like the most beautiful moonlight in the cold night, clear and high and unattainable; also like the most beautiful pines on the snow-capped peaks, elegant and unconventional.

Jiang Ling thought foolishly: It's over, she's moved on, brother Helan, don't blame her.

"My lady, I'm really sorry." The young man glanced awkwardly at the ink in his hand, then at Jiang Ling's dirty clothes and shoes, "I'll pay you."

"Then why are you embarrassed?" Jiang Ling's cheeks were peachy, she looked shy and innocent, but her words were full of sophisticated routines, "It was because I accidentally knocked over your ink first. The reason for your compensation? I should pay you."

She lowered her cheeks slightly and pretended to be a shy lady, so she missed the playful smirk that flashed across the boy's face.

"Hey, but after all, I dirty your shoes and socks."

"Lang Jun, don't blame yourself." Jiang Ling persuaded.

She thought for a while, and said in a quandary, "Since you and I both feel ashamed, how about I buy ink with you first, and then you follow me to buy clothes again?"

The young man raised his eyebrows, the interest in his eyes became more intense, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smirk, but he quickly recovered his guilty look, and nodded helplessly, "That's the only way to go."

Jiang Ling was elated, thinking that she had hooked up with a younger brother with a beautiful face in the prosperous age, she pretended to be a shy little girl, and said softly: "My surname is Jiang, and my single name is 'Ling'. I don't know your last name?"

There was a hint of interest in the boy's eyes, and he smiled meaningfully: "In the next paragraph."

"Duan Ci, what a good name." Jiang Ling smiled sweetly.

A complex look appeared on Duan Ci's face, with a bit of disappointment, but more of a clear understanding.

"Don't Mrs. Jiang think that my name sounds familiar?"

familiar?

Not at all.

Jiang Ling glanced at the handsome little brother, thinking that Mr. Mei Lang was teasing her on purpose~ She had to catch the stalk, and she had to catch it in a natural and fresh way.

In an instant, thousands of routines flashed through my mind.