Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 201 The Autistic Little Poor ([-])
Zhang Ma, who secretly thought of this, looked at Tan Sang a few more times, and made up her mind: "Miss, would you like to do Zhang Mama a favor? Help me pick up this fruit and send it to the young master?"

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It's all about this...

Good girl, can I still say no?

Tan Sang took it happily, a hint of cunning flashed in Shui Lingling's eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, revealing a temptation that shouldn't be seen at this age. This was the result she wanted.

So he set foot on the path lightly.

Tan Sang entered the small bungalow. There was no one on the first floor, so Tan Sang walked up the floor paved with golden nanmu.

It is a door.

Tan Sang originally planned to knock on the door, but it opened as soon as he touched it.

The young man was barefoot on the soft blanket, and there was a pile of paper filled with dense formulas beside his feet. When he heard the sound, he glanced outside.

At this glance, Tan Sang was amazed.

The boy's skin is very fair, and it can be seen that he rarely sees sunlight.

But his outline seemed to be carefully carved, the color of his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be smudged with a paintbrush, the loose white silk shirt on his upper body and the light brown pupils showed a trace of decadent air.

"Brother Jiang Zhun, I..."

Tan Sang was tempted by his beauty, and swallowed.

"I'll bring you food."

The boy directly ignored her and continued to count with his pen.

Tan Sang consciously took off his shoes and socks and walked in, and put the fruit on the table beside him.

Tan Sang was not used to the darkness here, she almost tripped herself just now, and walked around for a long time before she put it beside the table.

He took another look at the serious boy with his long eyelashes drooping slightly, as if he was obsessed with the things in his hands.

Tan Sang was a little curious, it was so dark here, could he see it?

But held back.

After all, it is better to approach step by step, not to startle the snake.

"Brother, I'll go first then."

Her voice was soft and soft, like a kitten's, and not threatening at all.

Tan Sang couldn't stand such a dark gaze at all, so he didn't see the young man holding his pen for a while after hearing this sentence.

"Oh my god..." The soft voice was accompanied by the sound of her falling down, with an inexplicable sense of comedy.

The boy glanced there lightly.

Faint without any emotion.

Instead, it made Tan Sang a little embarrassed, making it seem like she fell down on purpose.

Looking at the Rubik's Cube that hit his feet.

The soft little girl like a kitten kicked her small and clean feet lightly, and then snorted, with a soft nasal sound.

It's just dumbfounding.

Then he picked it up again and handed it to the quiet and indifferent boy.

"Brother Jiang Zhun, your Rubik's Cube wants me to stay." So it tripped me up.

The boy raised his light eyes and looked at her quietly.

The little girl was tripped and fell, it must have hurt, her nose was red.

Xiao Nai's voice was like the warmest wind in the south of the Yangtze River, and it took the opportunity to enter his heart.

The light in Jiang Zhun's eyes was mottled, and unknown emotions flickered in his eyes. He turned his head away to reveal a handsome side face.

The sharp fingers took over the sixth-order Rubik's cube.

The fingertips touched Tan Sang's soft hand.

Like a drop of water falling into a lake, causing little ripples.

I have almost never encountered it, so I don't have that kind of physical pain.

Only then did Jiang Zhun realize that the sixth-order Rubik's Cube was just right in his hand, but it looked extraordinarily large in the little girl's hand.

A trace of academic doubt flashed across the light brown pupils.

Humans, are there such soft and small creatures?

(End of this chapter)