Play Nice

Chapter 96 096: The Hunting Moment of the Little Witch (two more)

"Brother Jingzhao." She shouted more and more smoothly, "Tomorrow weekend, do you want to come to my house to play?"

She deliberately moved closer to the left, and her skirt touched the hand of the boy beside her.

He immediately took his hand away, curled his fingers, and walked to the side, away from her.

It's not funny.

Shang Lingling smiled happily: "I have a lot of photographic works by masters in my house. If you like them, I can give them to you." She asked again, "Do you want to come to my house?"

The little witch in the black forest has come again to trick the prince into eating poisoned apples.

Like last time, he refused: "I want to go out to take pictures."

Shang Lingling has seen him take pictures, and he has seen him take pictures of mountains, water, and travelers passing by. When he took the camera, his eyes were different, not only gentle, but also warm.

She is very jealous of those mountains, jealous of those waters, jealous of those people, and even jealous of the camera that he always holds in his hand.

She wanted to hide him.

"Going far away?"

The spring in Huacheng is thick in April, the cherry blossoms are blooming, and there are two rows on the roadside. When the wind blows, a rain of pink and white petals falls. The girl in a long white dress walks under the tree with brisk steps, like a Lively butterfly.

The teenager walked in front of her: "It's not very far."

"Have you taken the driver's license test?" She hasn't taken the test yet, because she hasn't arrived yet.

"Ah."

"Then I'll give you my car." She said it lightly, as if it was just a small thing that was not worth thinking about.

Jing Zhao stopped, spring and cherry blossoms fell on him, golden sunshine, pink flowers, when he was 19 years old, he had the unbridled flamboyance of a teenager, but also the maturity of an adult, like the sun in April, No matter how strong it is, it will not burn people.

"Are you giving the car away so casually?"

Shang Lingling curled his lips and was dissatisfied with his words: "Don't be casual, I'll give it to you." The little witch in the fairy tale came out with the poisoned apple again, "I have a lot in my house, wait for you to come to my house. Now, whatever you choose, I can give it to you."

The last thing she lacks is everything money can buy.

Jing Zhao frowned: "No merit will not be rewarded."

Alas, still not hooked.

The business leader thought to himself, how could he be so upright? If only he could covet a little bit of her wealth.

Another Saturday, Jing Zhao went to work part-time in a musical instrument store.

The business leader pushed open the door and suddenly appeared, "Brother Jingzhao."

She really loves dresses, and she loves those fancy and expensive dresses.

She has a lot of rubies, her hairpins, jewelry, watches, shoes, and bags on her back are always inlaid with rubies, big and small, in different shapes.

At first glance, it is not from an ordinary family.

The owner of the musical instrument store is a good person. After sizing up the little girl, he turned to ask Jing Zhao, "Girlfriend?" Being beautiful and rich, it was a blessing from the tenth generation.

Jing Zhao denied: "No."

The boss felt that even if it wasn't, it would be fast. He was just a layman and felt that no man could resist the temptation of a beautiful little rich woman.

Jing Zhao was tuning the guitar, and he seemed to be used to Shang Lingling appearing from time to time. He just glanced at her and continued to do his own thing.

Shang Lingling wandered around the store, touched the guitar, touched the piano, and then walked to Jing Zhao: "Brother Jing Zhao, if I buy a musical instrument, will you get a commission?"

Before Jing Zhao could answer, the boss answered first: "There are some."

Shang Lingling raised his finger casually: "Then I bought all of these." As if to say, I want all of these cabbage.

Whose little princess came out to go bankrupt, the boss almost lost himself when he counted the money in his heart.

Jing Zhao put down the guitar, pulled Shang Lingling's sleeve, and took her out.

Outside the store, he asked her with a serious expression, "Do you know what you are doing?"

She took it for granted: "help you make money."

"I do not need."

She pouted: "That won't help you make money, I'll buy it to play by myself." She knows a little musical instrument, but she has no talent and is not proficient.

A 19-year-old boy, with a straight face, is very serious and mature: "Just buy what you like, and buy everything you don't need."

His long-winded appearance is very similar to Fang Luming's grandmother, Fang Luming's grandmother is also like this. Fang Luming is not allowed to buy things indiscriminately, and he will train people in shreds when he buys them.

The business leaders don’t understand, and it’s not that they don’t have money, so why don’t they spend it?Do you keep it in the coffin?
In her coffin in the future, only ruby ​​and Jing Zhao will be placed.

Forget it, she hasn't got him yet, so she has to be obedient for the time being.

"Then I'll buy a drum set."

The business leader had seen Jing Zhao playing drums. At that time, she followed him. When the store held an event, the boss was not kind and asked him to play at the door, attracting a large number of young girls.

Shang Lingling felt that among all the musical instruments, the drum kit was the most suitable for Jing Zhao. The collision of heavy metals was free, passionate, and full of power.

After Jing Zhao persuaded her, he went back to the store to do his own thing.

She followed her in, her eyes wandered, and she had another idea: "Can you help me deliver? I can't move it."

Then he will go to her house.

Jing Zhao said, "The boss will make arrangements."

After paying the bill, the boss said that the delivery would be arranged tomorrow. The fat sheep hadn't been slaughtered. The boss was in a bad mood. He rolled his eyes secretly to the part-time student in the store: Humph, he's not a girlfriend, so he helped save money.

On that day, Shang Lingling did not return to the imperial capital and lived in a new house in Huacheng.

Early the next morning, she got up to pick a skirt, and finally chose black, which suits her best, and the bright and intense ruby ​​best suits her.She didn't go anywhere, and waited and waited at home, waiting for a stranger.

It wasn't Jing Zhao who came to deliver the drum set. After she received the goods, she cut the drum skin of the drum set with a knife.

When she went to the store, the boss was not there, only Jing Zhao was watching the store.

This time, she didn't call him brother Jingzhao, and her face was unhappy: "Why don't you deliver to your door?"

He was assembling a new drum set, and was so absorbed that he didn't even look up at her: "I only work part-time in the store, and I'm not in charge of delivery."

Holding the drumstick, he hit the cymbal, auditioning.

Shang Lingling stared at his hand. She didn't control it, but she was very fascinated by his hand. His hand should be like this. It doesn't need to be fine and beautiful, but it should be wide and slender. Looking at her face, giving her an endless sense of security.

She suddenly regretted that she had broken the drum set at home. She was not like this before, and she would not regret anything she did before.

"Brother Jing Zhao."

When she called her brother, Jing Zhao never agreed, but he would look up at her and wait patiently and politely for her to speak.

She asked him, "Are we getting to know each other now?"

The first time she invited him to her house, he refused because they didn't know each other well.

But have seen it many times now.

Jing Zhao did not answer yes, nor did he answer no.

Shang Lingling squatted down and approached him: "When are you going to my house?"

Recently, she always talks about it, always asking him if he wants to go to her house, saying that she bought a new house in Hwaseong, and that she has a lot of cameras, a lot of cars, and a lot of photography works at home.

The boy's eyes were always clean and bright, and he asked her, "Why are you going to your house?"

The business leader was stopped.

There is no reason.

She likes rubies, and she's going to take them home.Now that she likes Jing Zhao, shouldn't she take him home?Like a father, hide your favorite people at home.

But Jing Zhao asked her to give reasons.

She thought about it for a long time: "Because I like you and want to play with you."

She doesn't like living in a business. Many servants in the business are very afraid of her. They will look at her with the eyes of monsters and point at her behind her back.She also doesn't like living alone in the villa, she can only talk to herself. She wants to live with Jing Zhao, to play with him, to talk to him, and to watch the animal world with him.

But he said: "I have a lot of things to do, and I don't have time to play with you."

He rejected her again, many times.

She was very unhappy, and her eyes became sharp, like a lion in the animal world. It was only when hunting: "You don't like me?"

His beautiful eyes don't look at people.

Shang Ling got up and smoothed the crumpled skirt: "I see."

she left.

After that, she did not appear in front of Jing Zhao for nearly half a month.

On this day, there was a fine spring rain in Huacheng, dusk was approaching, dark clouds shrouded, the whole city was shrouded in damp water vapor, and the sky and the earth became blurred.

Jing recalled the rental house, and when he opened the door, he found that the light inside was on.

He didn't have an umbrella, his clothes were already wet, and his feet were on the wooden floor, leaving footprints one by one.A pair of boots lay neatly on the floor, with rubies dangling from their zippers.

The rental house is very small. The entrance is the bathroom, and the bedroom is further inside. They are all connected.

Jing Zhao didn't take off his shoes and walked inside.

The TV was on, and the animal world was playing, with lions running and chasing an impala.

Shang Lingling sat on his bed: "Brother Jingzhao, do you like lions?"

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