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His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Chapter 290  Too Warm
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Chapter 290  Too Warm

    ".. We all have to become better versions of ourselves, he told me."Jiang Lingzhi concluded.

  "This is too…" Fu Baixue thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a suitable adjective.

  "It's too warm."

  Fu Baixue couldn't help but sigh. She then asked,"" Didn't I hear that he's the school bully of your school? Moreover, the last time I saw him, he seemed to be very arrogant. I can't imagine it…"

  "You can still say such warm words?"

  Fu Baixue felt that she was indeed not a book by its cover."Then tell me, why didn't he kiss you?"

  Jiang Lingzhi frowned and thought for a moment.""He seems to be holding it in."

  This was the first time Fu Baixue heard such a conclusion. She asked curiously,""Endure what?"

  "You're holding back from kissing me, it seems..." Jiang Lingzhi thought about it and found a way to express it that was not too accurate.""Afraid that I would get hurt."

  Fu Baixue felt as if she had been forcefully fed by a bunch of dog food. She couldn't help but click her tongue."Alright, then your deskmate mate is indeed a good man."

  Jiang Lingzhi was speechless.

  Jiang Lingzhi said unnaturally,""But he bit my neck. What kind of hobby do you think he has?"

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  Biting the neck?

  Fu Baixue raised her eyebrows and pulled open her collar to take a look. There were a few hot spots on her collarbone. The red mark of ignorance.

  Fu Baixue's smile gradually turned wretched." Tsk, tsk, tsk. I think I've already done enough by biting your neck.""

  ".."

  Fu Baixue patted her shoulder."

  ".."

  "Pray that your coming of age ceremony will come later."

  —

  Fu Baixue also had to go to school tomorrow, so she did not stay over. After chatting with Jiang Lingzhi for a while, she left very quickly.

  Jiang Lingzhi took a shower in the bathroom. She wore a nightgown and stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom to take a look.

  There were a few dark red patches on his collarbone.

  It was the mark he had left behind earlier.

  When he approached her just now, she couldn't help but tremble.

  The trembling feeling that came from the depths of her soul tore at her rationality.

  Jiang Lingzhi closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

  It was over.

  She was poisoned.

  She was poisoned by a poison called Li Shunan.

  It couldn't be undone.

  ——

  The next day.

  Jiang Lingzhi arrived at school at seven in the morning.

  There was no teacher in their morning reading class. It was all supervised by the class committee.

  Occasionally, there would be English listening, and everyone would read along.

  After the morning self-study class, none of his deskmates came.

  A class representative came over to collect the homework."

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  Jiang Lingzhi took out the test paper from her bag and handed it over.

  No one dared to say anything about the boss's homework. They jumped over an empty table.

  Jiang Lingzhi glanced at the empty seat beside her.

  Did you drink too much yesterday and can't wake up today?

  She was a little distracted.

  But Li Shunan didn't come to the morning reading class occasionally.

  After the first class in the morning, her deskmate still did not come.

  Jiang Lingzhi was wearing a school uniform jacket. The zipper was pulled up to the top, and it was tightly covered.

  She took out her phone from her bag and sent a message.

  The class bell rang, and Jiang Lingzhi put her phone back into the hole in the desk.

  Soon, the morning passed, but her deskmate still didn't come, and her phone didn't respond.

  It wasn't easy for her to make it to her lunch break.

  Jiang Ling knew that she did not want to wait any longer, so she made a call.

  The ringtone rang for a long time until it was about to cut off automatically before it was picked up.

  "Hmm?"

  The young man had only uttered one syllable, but one could still hear the heavy nasal tone.