The Boss is Very Busy

MuMian grumbled lazily.

Jiang Jin raised his eyelashes, "Speak."

"..." MuMian stood up straight and mumbled.

"I know."

The naive old man, who has to pick him up for a test, is more like a kid than her.

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Although MuMian is unhappy on the face, the body is still very honest.

After the exam on the first day, the little girl quietly got into Jiang's mother's car and went to pick up people together.

There were a lot of people at the scene, basically all of them came to pick up the children, one by one guarded outside the school gate nervously and worried.

MuMian went down with Jiang Mu, but also because there were too many people, the women held the girl's little hand together.

It didn't take long for the bell to ring, and the campus was no longer as quiet as before. People in twos and threes came out. MuMian soon saw Jiang Jin's figure.

The boy is slender, white and pure, holding a transparent pencil case in his slender fingertips.

Jiang's mother waved his hand at him, MuMian saw his eyes calmly look over, and then walked towards them unhurriedly.

As the teenager approached, Jiang's mother looked at him and asked the most common question asked by all parents present.

"How about it, is it difficult?"

Jiang Jin's face was flat, he shook his head, and his tone was calm and calm, "It's fine."

Jiang's mother got into the car, and the boy lowered his eyes and met the little girl's bright black eyes.

He blinked his eyelashes and saw that the other person smiled again without the front teeth.

"Brother Jiang has worked hard."

"..."

Tsk, look silly.

Thinking about this, the young man raised his slender and white fingers, and the fingertips lightly touched her small face, the touch was soft, he tugged, and a red mark immediately appeared on the tender skin.

MuMian: "..."

Thinking that he should have a good rest for the college entrance examination today, the little girl turned around, thinking that she was generous and ignored.

But she was obviously angry, even when she turned around, the teenager looked at her back, and the corners of her mouth pulled out an imperceptible arc, then followed her and got into the car.

Jiang's mother asked Jiang Jin a lot along the way, and the young man answered calmly one by one. He looked sideways and glanced at the girl beside him, his thin lips pressed lightly, his snow-white fingers tapped on the seat, and the boy's voice was uniquely cold. Mute.

"Sit here."

MuMian lowered his head and glanced at his fingers, and moved closer silently.

Gee.

Jiang Jin looked down expressionlessly, stretched out his fingertips, and squeezed the little flower on her skirt in a familiar manner, "I won't eat you again."

"..."

The little girl raised her head and moved to him again. A lollipop suddenly appeared in her eyes, pinched by him in the white jade fingertips, MuMian raised her head and glanced.

He didn't know where to find a lollipop, the little girl looked up and stared at him.

The young man leaned sloppily on the back of the chair, the hair on his forehead covered his white forehead, and the pupils under the broken hair were as dark as ink, and he looked lazy and beautiful.

The little girl said, her voice soft.

"Brother Jiang, I don't know how to peel sugar paper."

Jiang Jin looked down without saying a word, glanced at her small white face, with a smile that he thought was sweet, obviously simple and silly.

Without exposing her, the boy retracted his arm, his fingertips with clear skin touched the sugar paper, his movements were slow, and he peeled quickly.

MuMian was finally satisfied. She couldn't help feeling very good. Seeing her little brother, her gaze became a little more kind. When she just wanted to reach out to take it, she saw him hold the lollipop with a calm expression on her face. To his own mouth.

MuMian: "..."