Professor Jiang's spoiled little ancestor is sweet

Chapter 47: Professor Jiang, who measures "very small"

new Year's Eve.

Tang Ranran sent a message: Will you come to the downtown square to watch the countdown to watch the fireworks?

Jiang Tian was writing her homework for the New Year's Day holiday in the study. She supported her head and replied a voice message: "I won't go. Egg Tart's stomach feels a little uncomfortable today. I'll sleep with it earlier."

Over there Tang Ranran replied perfunctorily: Ah, yes, yes.

Jiang Tian smiled, and just as she was about to start her voice again, she heard a knock on the study door.

"Jiang Tian, ​​it's me." Jiang Jinning's low and pleasant voice came in through the door.

Jiang Tian subconsciously ran to open the door after hearing it.

Outside the door, Jiang Jinning hadn't waited for the little girl's reply when she saw the door was opened by her, staring at him with a pair of clear and pure eyes without any impurities.

Needless to say, it's very cute.

Jiang Jinning cleared his throat twice, and stretched out his other hand in his trousers pocket, holding three tickets in his hand.

"Given it by a friend, you can go see it with your classmates tomorrow."

It was given by a friend, but this friend is the owner of the concert.

Jiang Tian took a look and found out that it was the ticket for Yu Beicheng's New Year's Day concert tomorrow. She was surprised.

Jiang Jinning took a deep look at the surprised little girl, and said in an indescribably strange tone, "Yu Beicheng's concert just so happens, you like it too."

No, it doesn't matter whether she likes it or not, the main thing is that Tang Ranran likes it!When Tang Ranran knew that there were tickets, she would be so happy that she would explode.

It happened that it cost Tang Ranran three hundred oceans to change the screen yesterday, and she didn't accept any money from her yesterday, so I was quite embarrassed.

Thinking of this in her heart, Jiang Tian's face was full of joy, and she grinned lightly: "Then I will accept two, thank you Brother Jiang."

At this moment, Jiang Jinning was leaning against the door frame again. He slightly lowered his head to look at the happy Jiang Tian, ​​and inexplicably, flames jumped out of his heart again.

It's outrageous.

He raised his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows, then shook the concert ticket in the other hand: "Another one?"

And Jiang Tian only wanted two, she turned her hands behind her back to ease her embarrassment, "No more."

"Really don't want it?" In an instant, Jiang Jinning felt like a seller who pushed forward and pushed hard.

Jiang Tian touched her nose and rolled her eyes, "Why don't you go see it too? We need to make full use of resources."

"Yu Beicheng is such a top class, why should he go to see her face..."

Role reversal.

Jiang Jinning himself doesn't like lively places, let alone know that the little girl is chasing stars, but he is chasing his brother who has a good relationship. He frowned subconsciously, but he didn't refuse, "I'll think about it."

Jiang Tian nodded obediently. At this moment, she thought of the uncomfortable egg tart again, and her eyes were a little worried, "Brother Jiang, have you eaten the egg tart?"

"I watched it eat a little bit, but it doesn't have any appetite. It's watching dramas with your Aunt Shen right now. You should take it to bed early later."

Hearing this, Jiang Tian muttered in a low voice, "How dare you stare at it and not eat it."

Nothing fell into Jiang Jinning's ears.

His eyes, which were as pale as lake water, fluctuated a little, and he flashed a flash of understanding, and he chuckled: "Yes, you are bold."

This little girl is really getting better and better.

Jiang Tian didn't know that someone had heard her words clearly, and she mistook it for the egg tart who had spoken so boldly, and seriously commented: "It's okay."

"It's really okay, I won't bother you anymore, let's do your homework." Jiang Jinning couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed the top of Jiang Tian's head.

The little girl's freshly blown hair is still fluffy.

"it is good."

After closing the door, Jiang Jinning stared at the remaining ticket in his hand with deep eyes. In fact, he would rather throw it in the trash can. (Yu Beicheng: Mo? Are you being polite? Is this the measure?)

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