Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

His appearance is the one that suits his first love, and our seventeen-year-old Tang Xin girl is very heartbroken.

So handsome, so handsome, so handsome! ! !

However, he can stand, so why sit in a wheelchair?

Lin Jinrong was very tall and easily got the book she wanted.

Tang Xin looked at him blankly, and was about to thank, when he looked up, he saw Lin Jinrong's somewhat pained expression.

He suddenly sat in the wheelchair again, panting...

Tang Xin was terrified and squatted down, rubbing his heart with a little hand, and asked anxiously, "Lin Jinrong, what's wrong with you?"

He won't be...becoming a vegetable again, right?

Lin Jinrong grabbed her little hand and kept her from moving.

After breathing for a while, I stared at her...

Does she know what her actions just now mean to men? Means to seduce!

Looking at her deeply, Tang Xin was looked at like that, her small heart thumped and thumped, she couldn't argue...blushing and heartbeat.

Lin Jinrong looked at her for a long time, then threw away her little hand, his voice was a little stiff, "Don't do this in the future."

Tang Xin was stunned, watching him pushing his wheelchair to get out.

She grabbed his wheelchair from behind, "What happened to me?"

Young Master Lin pushed the wheelchair again, but the little one was stubbornly pulling at the back, and he couldn't move.

A little irritated into anger, this is a shame for a man after all.

Can a little girl take care of him?

"Let go." His voice was a little cold.

Tang Xin is a pragmatic little girl, and asked stubbornly: "What happened to me just now? I was worried that you were dead, so I touched you like that! Lin Jinrong, can you not pretend to be unclean in your mind? Yes, colored scrap."

The little girl was speaking rightly.

Lin Jinrong turned the wheelchair down, his eyes were deep, "What do you think I was thinking just now? Did you hold you down and kiss, or tore your clothes?"

When Tang Xin was frightened, her small mouth trembled and her eyes widened. After a while, she screamed, "You are shameless."

Lin Jinrong pulled her over, and she sat straight on his lap.

In fact, his leg hurts now, but he insisted on teaching this little girl who knows no height.

Fingers gently pinched her little face: "Say, do you think about this?"

Tang Xin shook his head desperately like a white rabbit, obviously shocked.

Lin Jinrong looked at that little face, again in a daze.

He doesn't know how he compares to her, maybe because she is so similar to Qiqi.

But now, he wanted to let her go because she... after all, it was not Pei Qiqi.

When she let go, Tang Xin felt a little lost...

Just now, she found a touch of pain in his eyes.

When he looked at her, he seemed to be looking at Qiqi.

She fell to the floor, looked at him happily, and asked happily: "You still like Qiqi now?"

Lin Jinrong pushed his wheelchair out, and his voice had returned to his coldness: "You think too much."

Tang Xin looked at his back, feeling a little lonely, and her heart ached.

As if reluctant...

After a while, she murmured, "Actually, it is not only Qiqi that suits you..."

He paused, right at the door.

Tang Xin swallowed again, "It was originally, what you can't get is always in turmoil...This is how the song is sung. Since it is destined to be lost, why not let it go, why do you want to torture yourself?"