Under the white light, the blue light brown eyes were locked in the back in front of him.

After he called her, she nodded slightly, but then hung her head, but then her nice voice drifted to her ears, which was more lively than the previous ones on her phone: "I'm a little nervous. Don't laugh at me!"

Everyone stood up to greet him, but she sat.

She was not intentionally impolite.

She was really nervous.

Qinglan took two steps forward, suddenly tilted her head, stared at her well-behaved look and smiled a little chewy: "Haha, can I say I'm as nervous as you? Look at my brother, right?"

"Well, I've seen the Third Prince."

"That's it. I'm a little thinner than him, and I'm the same height and appearance. Uh, and his pupils are black and I'm brown."

"Well, I heard they said it."

"Lingling?"

Qinglan took two more steps forward, and his clear pupils saw her white hands retracting from both sides of her body.

In the vague and pitiful memory, she is just a white doll.

Qinglan finally took a brave deep breath and strided to the table, standing in front of her like a tall Ferris wheel.

First she saw a pair of black leather shoes and a pair of black trousers. Her eyes moved upwards little by little along his pants. She saw a white shirt. The right chest also read: Capital No. 4 Middle School.

Before she could see his face, she had already made a sound and glanced at his maroon tie, which was matched with school uniform.

"The school uniforms of your school are so beautiful."

"You're so pretty."

Qinglan never dreamed that Zhang Ling would look like this.

The game on the lawn was just a child. He sent her a photo of her junior high school graduation for a huge remake, hoping to find what she looked like in her memory.

However, the pixels of the photo that are enlarged are not enough, and it is not as clear as the size is reduced.

Not only on the phone, but also on the computer, she complained that she was too stingy, so why did she give such a photo?

But she was very reserved, just firmly insisting on her own position, and agreed with him that if she felt that the college entrance examination score was really good, she would come to see him, they would graduate and travel together, and apply for the business school in M ​​City together.

It is said that women change every time they grow up.

In reality, there are too many girl stars who are beautiful when they were young, but they become more and more disabled when they grow up.

He also thought about whether she was not as clever and cute as she was when she was a child, so she was embarrassed to send him a photo.

So he was mentally prepared early in the morning, as long as his spiritual facial features are correct, it is enough. As for whether it looks good or not, it also requires personality and temperament to match it.

He thought she was pretty, that was enough.

However, when Zhang Ling in front of him first showed a white and sharp chin in front of him, then raised his head little by little, revealing his pink and petite lips, pretty nose bridge and huge eyes, Qinglan looked at the little man in front of him in surprise.

What a beautiful beauty with bright eyes and white teeth.

I think even if they take her to the emperor and his mother now, they will not object to anything!

Qinglan smirked, then walked forward, and saw Zhang Ling still sitting restraintly, he pulled up her hands: "Get up, let me see how tall you are, whether it is enough to reach my chest."

Those hands were held in the palm of your palm and I didn't want to let go anymore. It was so soft.

Zhang Ling's little face instantly turned red, and he looked at him shyly. This glance was infinite charm, even more than a thousand words.

He stood up with the force of his palm, and the top of her head was just enough to reach his arm.

"Haha~Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Qinglan's happy laughter floated in the air, not hiding his love for Zhang Ling at all.

He looked at her and said seriously: "Don't worry, starting today, I will definitely raise you into a fat and fat landlord!"

Zhang Ling was a little embarrassed, but said, "It's enough for us to date normally. I don't need you to support me, I can support myself. If you want to support me, you have to wait until you get married, then talk about it."

Qinglan looked at her cute appearance and didn't want to be separated from her for a moment.

He raised his eyebrows when he noticed the loneliness between her eyebrows. He was worried about this for a long time and finally couldn't help asking: "Have Grandma's cemetery moved?"

Zhang Ling bit his lip and finally plucked up the courage to look up at him.

Looking at his handsome face, she suddenly felt a dreamlike feeling: "Well, let's move, a cousin from grandma's family helped me. The house in my hometown was also sold, and grandma left me some money, so I can rely on myself."

As she said that, she struggled a little, and said to him: "I also have my own ideas. I don't want to be kept by you just because you are the prince. If we can really get married in the future, then let's talk about it. But now, I don't want to lose myself because of you. So, if you support me, please stop talking."

Qinglan looked at her quietly and took a deep breath.

The stream of light slowly passed away, taking away infinite regret and distress: "When your grandmother passed away, you called me and cried loudly. I wanted to find you and help you solve it. But you didn't even give me an exact address. H saved so much, where would I go to find you? I finally bought a train ticket there quietly, and thought about asking again after going there. I was afraid that you would not be able to do it alone, and that your grandmother's relatives would bully you again. As a result, you just gave me a call and said that your grandmother's funeral had been completed."

Zhang Ling's eyes flashed slightly, and crystal tears fell from his pupils.

Qinglan was startled and quickly reached out to wipe her.

She took a step back, obviously not used to being so close to a boy.

Qinglan also smiled afterwards: "Sorry, I didn't think too much about it just now and helped you wipe it."

Zhang Ling raised his hand and wiped it himself, then smiled innocently at him: "It's okay, I know you feel sorry for me. But I'm fine. A distant relative wanted to send me to an orphanage before. Fortunately, I did well this time. The leaders of our township government agreed to me that as long as I can get into a national key university, I will not be included in a minor welfare institution for the time being. There are computer-based test papers in our rural middle schools, and the scores will come out on the spot. I can make the decision on my future life! So, don't worry, don't think I'm different!"

Qinglan looked at her deeply, and her nose became slightly sore.

With the efforts of Mrs. Crescent and Mu Tianxing, all underage and unguardian children in Ningguo must be sent to a welfare institution for help and adoption.

And Zhang Ling, she told him that she was a grandmother's child all her life and would not accept anyone's adoption.
Chapter completed!