Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

"Brother, do you want to visit the academy with me later? I have time later, if you..."

Petite embraced her with great enthusiasm, and looked at Ling Shaoqing expectantly.

Under the gaze of the little girl's blinking big eyes, Ling Shaoqing was very calm.

"No, thank you very much." Ling Shaoqing said.

The boy's smile was bright and gentle, Jiao Xiaoxiao didn't react for a while.

She blushed shyly, then bowed her head and nodded.

The tall and handsome boy walked out with Petite Xiaoxiao along with the flow of people in the cafeteria.

"Goodbye, brother!" Jiao Xiaoxiao stood still, glanced at the young man beside her, and waved gently.

Ling Shaoqing nodded, and then turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the petite who was still a little bit unwilling to give up rushed forward again and grabbed his skirt.

"Brother, if there is anything else, you can come to me, my name is Jiao Xiaoxiao."

Ling Shaoqing was stunned for a moment, then laughed, raised her hand, and brushed away the petite hands on her forearm indiscriminately.

"Well, thank you very much," he replied.

Ling Shaoqing put her hands behind her back and looked around in distress.

The person he wanted to meet did not show up, no matter how much he inquired, there was no result, which was different from what he had expected in advance.

Disappointed, Ling Shaoqing had no choice but to lower his head, and kept kicking the pebbles on the ground with the toe of his black cloth shoes, and his eyes followed the pebbles.

Xiaoshizier rolled all the way to the mountainside, and he also walked to the mountainside.

"Click." The sound of the wooden door closing attracted Ling Shaoqing, who subconsciously dodged and hid behind a tree trunk.

"Is that so..." The girl kept walking in his direction, muttering and making gestures while walking.

Ling Shaoqing held her breath, and saw the girl's familiar face through the shadow of the whirling tree.

Evening smoke?
Ling Shaoqing's eyes widened in disbelief, and soon, surprise flooded into his widened eyes.

Mu Yan, who was completely oblivious to the sight behind her, was still thinking about what Hua Zhaoying had said to her just now.

Ling Shaoqing rolled her eyes, then took a step forward, quietly following behind the girl.

The girl in a taupe-colored gauze skirt descended the mountain, and she was darting among the crowd, her slender figure looming indistinctly.

Ling Shaoqing slipped into the crowd and followed her silently.

Not long after, she walked into a guest house.

Ling Shaoqing smiled, his eyes flashed, and then he took three steps and two steps in parallel, and jumped up lightly. He was as light as a swallow, and his movements were vigorous. He saw the direction of the girl through the corridor.

With a judgment in his mind, he walked around to the side of the house twice.

Just when Wan Muyan put his hands on the mahogany carved door, he immediately jumped up, turned over and broke through the window.

With a bang, Ling Shaoqing smashed the window open, and the door and window were opened wide, allowing the cool breeze to flow in.

Ling Shaoqing supported the ground with one hand, and immediately stood up, looking at the terrified girl in front of her with a smile on her face.

Wan Muyan raised her hands halfway, obviously entering a state of alert, but soon, she saw clearly the appearance of the person coming.

Wan Muyan was stunned for a moment, but she didn't intend to let go of her raised hand. She frowned and looked at the person silently.

Ling Shaoqing stood upright, he patted the dust off his body lightly, and put his hands behind his back.

When his eyes touched Wan Muyan, he curled his lips into a smile, his brows and eyes curved, and he said softly, "Long time no see, Xiaoyan."