City: My Little Prodigy

Chapter 5

Lin Jiayao's classroom is on the top floor.

"This is so exhausting for me."

No matter how powerful Shen Lang is, his body is only a child.

Before climbing a few floors, he began to pant.

Looking at the relaxed back of Lin Jiayao jumping in front.

He was suddenly speechless.

Do you have such a niece!

He left his uncle and ran away.

Look, he won't let this girl wash her clothes for another year!

No, there are still several floors to come, and one year is not enough.

At least three years... no, ten years!

Plus 1 year of body massage!

Lin Jiayao, a healthy 16-year-old girl, naturally doesn't matter if she climbs a building.

She was carrying a backpack at the moment, and she was still talking.

"Uncle, you are amazing!"

"A lot of questions I don't know, you can solve them in three or two."

"Why don't you go back and teach me a lesson."

"..."

After talking for a long time, I realized that no one responded.

Lin Jiayao felt strange, so she stopped and turned her head to look.

Seeing Shen Lang being left far behind.

She was stunned for a moment, and quickly ran over.

"uncle!"

"I'm sorry, I, I forgot about you!"

Having said that, Lin Jiayao felt a little remorse in her heart.

My uncle was only eight years old, and he climbed so many layers in one breath.

Your body can't take it for sure!

How could she forget about this!

Running to Shen Lang, he saw his face flushed with sweat.

Lin Jiayao almost cried with guilt.

"Uncle, I'm so sorry!"

"It's my negligence, or I'll carry you up!"

Glancing at Lin Jiayao, Shen Lang didn't have the energy to speak at all.

With this small body, climbing stairs is indeed a sin.

Take a breath.

He just opened his mouth and said.

"Lin Jiayao, did you make a mistake?"

"You agreed to let me hold the parent-teacher meeting, but you actually left your uncle behind?"

"Do you want to be beaten again?"

"Uncle... I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

"Aren't I coming back soon?"

Lin Jiayao put her hands together and apologized apologetically.

"You, stop hitting me."

"Now my forehead still hurts a little..."

Shen Lang glared at Lin Jiayao.

But in Lin Jiayao's view.

Uncle's eyes are so cute, his heart trembled.