Ling Zihuan glanced at Jin Ancheng, then gently kicked the lawn with his toes, and said listlessly, "I don't want to go." ”

"There are more than a month to go before the exam, and you are already late in school, and if you can't get credits, do you have to re-study?"

Jin Ancheng didn't quite understand how she applied to the University of the United States with such a casual attitude.

"What does it matter, I will anyway. Ling Zihuan muttered.

"What?" Jin Ancheng didn't hear clearly, and subconsciously leaned in front of her, "It's still early, do you want to go to the library with me?" I just found a few books, we can take a look at them together!"

Hearing his invitation, Ling Zihuan was very entangled.

She looked at the sky, and then at the ground, and it was a waste to spend all her time in the library.

"Let's go, now and now, there should still be a place in the library!"

Jin Ancheng was very enthusiastic, a handsome cheek rolled up and smiled, and he couldn't help but pull her and walked towards the library.

In the whole class, only the two of them are from China, and the other students are foreigners, so it is inevitable that they will be closer to Chinese people in a foreign land.

Ling Zihuan followed him half-pushed and half-followed him to the library, and on the way, he silently glanced at the mobile phone that had just opened the game page, couldn't help but sigh, and retreated.

She also knows that she has not been in good shape recently, she actually learns things quickly, but she really doesn't like the dull atmosphere on the campus in the United States.

I miss Sister Seventeen so much!

Two days ago, I saw Lin Mo'er hacking Sister Seventeen on the Internet, her little cutie was not in China, and some monkeys began to jump up and down.

Angry!

Ling Zihuan's jumping head thought about it in the east and pondered it in the west, thinking about everything anyway, it was something that he never wanted to learn.

This also led to her falling asleep on the table after sitting in the library for half an hour.

Jin Ancheng, who was sitting opposite her, saw this scene, and his hand, which was writing, slowed down.

He stared at her white face, and the lips that were inadvertently pursed when he slept, as if he was confused, and put down his pen and stretched out his hand to her face.

Her skin must be like jade, he thought......

Thinking about it, when Jin Ancheng's fingertips were about to touch her cheek, a hand suddenly stretched out from the table and slapped the back of his hand, "Take the melon seeds!"

Jin Ancheng was beaten on the back of his hand, and instantly withdrew his hand, his eyes showing anger.

He turned his head to look, a little dazed.

Who is this man? a little old, he doesn't look easy to mess with.

He couldn't describe what the fierceness in the other party's eyes represented, but being stared at by him like this, Jin Ancheng felt a little difficult to breathe, like being wrapped around his neck by a poisonous snake, and his body was cold.

"Y-Who are you?" Jin Ancheng stammered, not daring to look at him.

Someone came, it was Qiao Mu.

He waited in the apartment for a long time and didn't wait for the little girl, and then strolled to the school, intending to try his luck in the library.

As a result, he really met him.

Qiao Mu glanced at Jin Ancheng coldly, ignored him, and went directly around the table, intending to take the sleeping Ling Zihuan away.

He just touched her shoulder, Jin Ancheng was about to speak when he saw this scene, but Ling Zihuan raised his head and muttered with a twisted brow: "What are you arguing about!"

"Sleep, wake up, are you?" Qiao Mu gritted his teeth and paused, is this little cub too defenseless?

It's only been a few days since she came, and she fell asleep in front of other dogs, and if he didn't come, wouldn't that dog's paw be about to touch her?!

Thinking like this, Qiao Mu looked at Jin Ancheng and his hand again, and wanted to chop!

Ling Zihuan was stunned at first, then opened his red eyes and looked at the table with the tip of his nose.

She seems to have heard the second uncle's voice?!

What about dreaming?

When her gaze first touched the thin tweed coat, it slowly moved upwards until it landed on his well-defined handsome face.

"Second Uncle!!"

Ling Zihuan jumped up with a scream and rushed directly into his arms.