Her little face pressed against the homework book, and her pink lips had a transparent saliva slightly overflowing. She was asleep, and she didn't chatter like she was awake, looking extremely quiet.

Inexplicably, he closed the book in his hand, stood up, and walked to her side.

To be fair, she looks very good today, wearing a white gauze skirt, a red knitted jacket, and her black hair with a simple and refreshing ponytail, making her look like a little angel.

An angel... If the appearance of an angel is to understand and save the world, then who is her appearance to save? Is he?

He sneered silently, and the past scenes flashed through his mind, the things he once wanted to forget but could never forget.

When he came to his senses, he had already picked up her sleeping and walked to the bed.

Ling Jing was a little stunned. He couldn't even tell me why he was picking her up, and he didn't know what he should do next.

His hands were holding her like this, standing blankly beside the bed. His arms were bearing her weight... It was very light. He never knew that it turned out that a child like her was so light when he picked him up.

When she was asleep, she would sip her mouth unconsciously, which looked extremely cute against her chubby face.

His thin lips were pursed tightly, as if after a psychological struggle, he finally bent down and placed her carefully on his bed, and also covered her with a thin quilt.

If anyone else sees this scene now, his chin will fall to the ground.

"Only this time, it's an exception, do you know?" He murmured, his eyes falling on the corner of her mouth, which was still saliva. He endured it, but in the end he couldn't help it. He took a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth

.

He had always been a bit obsessed with cleanliness. If it were someone else, he would have kicked him out of the room. Now, since he let her lie on his bed, he naturally could only take care of wiping her saliva.

But while waving her saliva, he himself never noticed that his gesture became cautious unconsciously, as if he was afraid of waking her up.

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Jun Yuexi was very satisfied with this sleep. When she woke up, she saw herself lying on the bed while Ling Jing was lying on the sofa not far away to take a nap.

Jun Baobao climbed off the bed and walked to the sofa. Looking at the spacious sofa, his eyes turned around, he climbed onto the sofa, squeezed to Ling Jing's side, and he also grabbed the other person with all his limbs.

I was afraid that I would fall off the sofa.

Ling Jing's sleep has always been shallow, and such movements will naturally wake him up. His eyes opened, and he stared at the little man in front of him coldly.

If he was an ordinary person, he would have escaped far away under such gaze. Although Ling Jing was only a thirteen-year-old boy, when he stared at people with cold eyes, he could give him a

People have a sharp and intimidating feeling.

Hu Long once described this kind of gaze, which was like a sharp blade lying around his neck.

So few ordinary people are willing to look at him. But his eyes are completely unpainful to Jun Yuexi's little friend. Instead, she squeezed into his arms even more vigorously

Go, his legs wrapped around his waist, his body arched, moving upward like a caterpillar, until each other's faces were on the same horizontal line.

At this moment, Ling Jing was lying on the sofa, while Jun Yuexi was lying on him, looking completely like a woman in the upper and lower position. However, compared with those female in the upper and lower position on TV movies,

This scene now looks a bit ridiculous.

"Go down!" he sniffed coldly.

She pouted and said unhappily, "Brother Ling, why didn't you sleep with Xiaoxi just now?" She prefers the feeling of sleeping with Brother Ling.

"Go down, don't let me say it for the third time!" Ling Jing said coldly.

Two small eyebrows frowned, and after staring at him with black phoenix eyes for a while, the little guy seemed to have some understanding and said, "Brother Ling, are you angry?"

He glared at her and didn't say anything. He was not used to being suppressed by others, even if the one who was pressing on him at this moment was a little girl.

But she thought she was right, and her eyes turned twice, um... Brother Ling was like daddy, and he didn't speak when he was angry?

How does Mommy do it at this time? She tried hard to recall, and then her eyes suddenly lit up. By the way, every time at this time, Mommy would kiss Daddy hard, and then kiss, Daddy

I won’t be angry anymore and even smile at my mommy!

Jun Baobao suddenly felt that she had found a way to prevent Brother Ling from getting angry, although she didn't know why Brother Ling was angry.

So she lowered her head and her soft and pouted lips pressed against Ling Jing's cheek.

The boy's body suddenly stiffened, and there was a sense of disbelief in his eyes. This was the second time. If the first time was an accident, then what was this time?

"Brother Ling, are you a little happier?" She asked, while still stuttering and kissing on his cheeks one after another.

After all, Ling Jing is just a 13-year-old boy. Although there have been many people around him since childhood, he has never been so close to anyone. Naturally, he felt at a loss for a moment.

It's right.

Jun Baobao felt that such kissing was very satisfying. From childhood to adulthood, she had kissed almost all of her relatives at home, but now, she felt that she still likes to kiss Brother Ling the most.

The smell on Brother Ling's body smelled so good, and Brother Ling's face was so soft. She suddenly thought, it would be great if Brother Ling was often angry in the future, so that she could kiss Brother Ling often.

Of course, Jun Baobao was not aware of it at this moment, and she was thinking a little far away.

Knock, knock!

There was a knock on the door outside the room, but the two people on the sofa, one was shocked, and the other was having fun kissing each other, and no one noticed the knock on the door.

After a few knocks, no one heard inside answers, so after a while, the door was slowly pushed open.

Ling Pengtian pushed the door open and came in, and behind him, he followed Jun Jinyan and Xia Qi.

However, after seeing this scene in the room, the three of them stopped in place, with disbelief on their faces.

Of course, Ling Pengtian was much more shocked than Jun Jinyan and Xia Qi. After all, even if he was not close to his son, he knew this son very well, and it would not make people approach him easily.
Chapter completed!