With the help of the little paper man, Song Ning easily climbed over the wall and landed lightly on the ground.

The posture can be as casual as you want, and everyone who sees it will say hello.

Snap…

As I was thinking about it, I heard applause.

Song Ning looked up and saw Zhou Lin leaning on one leg against the wall, looking straight at her, obviously he had been waiting for a long time.

He was not wearing glasses at this time, his hair was combed up, and his shirt buttons were buttoned crookedly, half tucked into his waistband and half sticking out.

Just like the bad boy in a cartoon, he attracts a lot of attention.

Song Ning rolled her eyes, without stopping, and walked straight forward past him.

"Chat?"

Zhou Lin took a step forward with his long legs, blocking Song Ning's way, and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

This is a small alley, about one meter wide. Zhou Lin was blocking the middle, and Song Ning couldn't get through at all.

Tsk! Little brat!

Song Ning simply couldn't bear to watch it.

So, this kind of bad boy beauty she has always