Chapter 22: My little girl 12

Juvenile 晟 嗤 嗤 嗤 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟 晟Finally, I was able to go out. The emperor was down, and a will came down. He was sent to the Yulin Academy, but he could not let his heart burst into flames.
Therefore, I walked around the vast Yulin Academy for a long time, and I refused to go to the lectures and went to the Yulin Academy.
The young man walked around and walked through the courtyard of the tenth class. When Yu Guang saw something, he couldn’t help but stayed in the footsteps and turned his head and looked into the corridor window.
Ling Lingyun saw a little girl sitting by the window. This girl is not the same as the girls he has seen before.
Her eyebrows are beautiful, she looks up at the side of the book, her eyes are clear and lacquered, and her face is clear and clear, her appearance is clean and beautiful.
After a while, she lowered her head and took notes. The white little finger held the brush, and the book was beautiful and delicate, like a green bamboo.
But this is not the point. The point is that such a cute little girl, with a book that she does not have in other women, is light and faint. It is not the same as those who dress up and dress up.
Ling Lingyun blinked and stared at the man by the window, saying to the follower Zhao Qi: "After school, you ask the girl if there is any space to come to Yunfu."
Wen Yan, Zhao Qi followed the 晟凌云 looking over, understand that the seven princes this is a little girl in the college, it is difficult to do it at a time, "not good, Wang Ye, these students in the Yulin Academy, most of them are not small..."
He looked at the temperament of the girl, not like a civilian.
Lingyun said with a cold voice: "Can you have a big head in the future? Then again, it is her blessing to see her in the king!"
Zhao Qi knew that Lingyun was a color heart, and he had to sigh in his heart and nodded.
After I went to school, when I was going to get up and leave the seat, a teenager sitting in front of her turned around and said hello to her. "My name is Su Hai, the son of King Su, what about you? I never saw you." Have you been there?"
The number was warm and shouted: "My name is warm."
Su Haihaha laughed. "I know, I ask who you are?"
The number of warmth does not know that Qian Qiang Gao is not happy. She is playing his name in the college, so hesitated for a while and then screamed: "The number of warm homes."
Su Hai smiled more and more, "You are too funny!"
The number is warm, I got up and left, and there was another voice behind me. "The number of warmers is warm! My name is 岂越, can we be friends!"
This voice was the first person she had sipped to her when she came to Gaofu. When she looked back, she saw that she was also a luxurious son, and she smiled very happy at her.
However, it did not see hostility.
The number of warmth looked straight at him and said, "I don't want to be friends with you."
"Hey! Do you want to be so stingy, don't just tease you when you first came!"
Su Hai is still broken, "Do not be friends with this number, be friends with me!"
The atmosphere in the tenth class was quite good, and several people just walked out of the yard.
Because Qian Qianmo said that someone would pick her up to return to the palace, the number of warmth was waiting outside the Yulin Academy.
What I didn’t expect was that after waiting for a while, I came across a person and said hello to her.