Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

The old man looked at this one, look at that one, there was no one on that expression.

A meal is silent...

Only the old man laughs happily from time to time, it is not too big of a problem.

After the meal, Tang Yu took Pei Qiqi back to lunch. Tang Xin ran to the old man's library to look for books. The old man collected a lot of out-of-print books and said that she could pick two books and take them home.

The library of Youda was a few hundred square meters long, and Tang Xin didn't pick Kexin after spending a long time in it.

She has not gone to school for a day, but Zhao Ke has always hired the most powerful tutor for her, and Tang Xin understands more than people of the same age.

She walked slowly, around a large row of bookshelves, and finally saw an out-of-print picture book that she had been fond of for a long time on the top of one of the bookshelves, a collection of a certain Italian master.

But she was too small and too small to reach.

After jumping for a long time, I couldn’t help it. Finally, I ran to the side and took a flower shelf to put it on. I climbed up to get the book by myself...

The flower stand was too narrow, and she was a little unstable when she stood on it, and her body was shaking.

She was scared again, and reluctant to bear the book, she still held the bookshelf to reach...

Before he could reach it, he fell straight down as soon as his body was tilted.

The expected pain did not occur, on the contrary, fell into a warm arms.

Some thin, but powerful embrace.

The tip of the little nose didn't know what it was hitting, only it hurt.

Tang Xin was almost crying, raised her eyes and looked at the beautiful face before him.

It is Lin Jinrong.

At this time, she was lying in his arms and he was sitting in a wheelchair.

God, did she hit him just now?

Or did he think she was throwing her arms?

Tang Xin stammered when she said it, "I didn't mean it."

Lin Jinrong gave a somewhat absent-minded hum, looked deeply at the little girl in his arms, and then whispered, "I know."

Look at her, "Not down yet?"

She fell off just now, in fact, he didn't need to pick her up. Anyway, there was a thick blanket on the floor, and she couldn't fall, but he still caught her in a good way.

His eyes were a little dumbfounded, because she and Pei Qiqi were 60% similar, and the two small faces overlapped.

However, Tang Xin's appearance is sweet, while Pei Qiqi is a little more beautiful.

He watched this way, Tang Xin let out a cry, and immediately rose up with a blushing heartbeat.

She was muttering in her heart, and she didn't know where her nose hit him just now...No, it seems that her lips have also touched something soft!

Tang Xin's eyes widened, no, no... she kissed him, right?

Lin Jinrong did not express his dissatisfaction when a little girl looked straight at it. He just asked indifferently, "Do you want to get the book above?"

Tang Xin said.

She pointed to the picture book that she had been interested in for a long time: "That's it."

Lin Jinrong looked at her short legs, smiled lightly, and stood up.

Under Tang Xin's shocked gaze, she stood up.

When he was sitting in a wheelchair, he really didn't feel too much pressure, but he stood like this, his body was slender, so tall and tall, he was almost one and a half heads longer than her, and one meter eight was less.

Tang Xin stood in front of him, like a little doll.

And Lin Jinrong was wearing a pair of gray slacks with a white shirt, which was simple and clean.

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