Bizarre Love

Chapter 112 Little Jiang Lord (2)

The dewdrops dripped on the top of her hair, and she was caught off guard by the ice. She blinked and wanted to touch the iced place, which was a bit soft and delicate. He couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to cover her head, brushing away the morning dew, with a somewhat hoarse voice: Well, I know.

He's just afraid of missing out.

He has missed it twice.

It was also the first time Jiang Ren saw her wearing such a youthful skirt. She was born to be good-looking, standing here with him, only a lot of people looked over here.

The morning breeze blew her white skirt. Holding a cup of soy milk in her hand, she lowered her eyes and bit the straw, so obedient.

Meng Ting.

She said softly: Huh?

Jiang Ren said: My plane last night arrived in the early morning. I couldn't sleep at four o'clock, so I came to have a look.

Four o'clock? so early.

Jiang Ren looked down at her: I didn't eat dinner or breakfast, I'm starving to death. Share it with me.

Meng Ting raised his eyes and met his eyes. She seriously suggested: You can go buy breakfast.

He couldn't help laughing: So stingy.

She is not stingy, but she has eaten the bread. And the bread is not good.

There was a smile in Jiang Ren's eyes: Little teacher, please, can you give me a bite?

She sullenly said, It's not delicious.

He said, No choice.

Meng Ting hesitated, she lowered her eyes and gently broke off a piece of uneaten food.

The girl's fingertips were pink, she raised her small face, her long eyelashes were moistened with the air, and gave him the bread. The brown pupils are clean and transparent, without any charming color at all.

She really believed that he was hungry.

Hold. He smiled: You feed the cat, so little.

Meng Ting blushed: No, I ate the other side.

He knew that she was easily shy and couldn't say what she wanted to say, so he could only take the small piece and eat it.

Food cannot be brought in.

Meng Ting couldn't finish eating. And Teacher Zhang should be back soon.

She is looking for a trash can.

Jiang Ren smiled angrily. Damn it, he said, I'll throw it for you.

Chen Ying said from a distance: Meng Ting, the teacher is back!

Meng Ting had no choice but to hand him the bread and half a cup of soy milk, and hurried over. She ran a few steps and looked back, reassuring him: You can go in later, this competition allows spectators to go in, don't worry. She still remembered that he was blocked from entering by someone as a villain.

With a smile in his eyes, he said in a low voice, Okay.

As the sun rose, the hem of her pleated skirt fluttered.

The slender and slender legs are delicate and beautiful.

She was relieved and ran away in a hurry.

Jiang Ren leaned against the tree, and casually bit the place where she had bitten. In fact, it tastes like ordinary bread, but the maltose melts in the mouth, and it is sweet to the bone.

He wants to kiss her.

My bones ache thinking about it.

Just like that day in the men's room, when he pressed her and kissed her, it was so refreshing.

However, every time he thought about it and touched the small tooth marks on his arm, he would never dare again, and she would cry.

His lips touched the straw she had bitten, and the soy milk was warm and cool, sliding over his hot Adam's apple.

They all went in. The audience watching the game has not yet time.

The staff of Swan Xiaozhu have been watching Jiang Ren for a long time.

Under the tree is that our little Jiang master?

The supervisor came out after receiving the call and looked at it for a while, but he was also surprised: Isn't it?

The supervisor's name is Gao Yi, who is the manager of the branch company. He is really confused at the moment and dare not admit it.

The frightening Little Jiang Ye was already a well-known playboy in City B at the age of thirteen. Crying a child in a military compound is born with brute force.

Director Jiang couldn't control him.

He smoked and fought in junior high school, and it was useless to send him to the military compound.

Among the tall and straight young men like poplar trees, he was the only one with dazzling silver hair. While being made to jump frog, he greeted the coach's ancestor.

The coach broke a stick, and he didn't even say a word: I'm so sorry for calling your surname today, if I have the ability, I'll kill me. His eyes were piercing and wild.

Director Jiang's scalp was numb when he went to pick up the people.

That silver-haired, naughty and disobedient boy couldn't be the black-haired boy in front of him who ate half of the leftover bread slowly!

Meng Ting was worried that Jiang Ren would be stopped outside Swan Xiaozhu.

However, Jiang Ren finished eating the bread and soy milk, put his hands in his pockets, and lazily came to the door: Gao Yi, go, find me a good seat.

Gao Yi: ...

Fuck, this is really their Junyang's thorny prince!