Chapter 501: Wife, you worked hard! (Make up) (1/2)

It was already the next afternoon when Xue Luo returned from Yuan Duoduo to Repulse Bay.

As soon as he entered the villa, he saw his son Lin Nuo's Chinese teacher look ashamed. No need to ask, this Chinese teacher must have been fiercely played by his son Lin Nuo!

Xue Luo was ashamed to say goodbye to the teacher.

I really don't know who the son's bad faith inherited!

In Peteburg, those tutors were generally entertaining, and their sons were able to learn three minutes and play seven minutes.

Since returning to Shencheng, the little guy is very uncomfortable with this cramming teaching mode; the resistance is getting stronger and stronger.

Had it not been for Snow Xue's repeated requests, Hetun would never have thought of finding a tutor for Xiaoshi.

He Tun himself was a big old man, and he didn't expect him to educate the little ones to be polite and gentle.

”My dear mommy ... why did you come back, my dear son miss you so much!”

Lin Nuo rushed down from the study upstairs and hurriedly rushed towards Mum Lin Xue.

This time, Xue Luo did not spoil her son Lin Nuo, but pulled open his hands around her waist.

”Linuo, stand up for me! Mommy has something to tell you!”

”What's wrong with my dear mommy? How can you be so fierce to your dear son?”

The little guy sells cute and play tricks. With a small face, he kissed Mommy's fallen legs.

”Linuo! Why don't you respect the teacher?”

Snow fell and asked. For this problem, Xueluo was not without tenderness, but his son Lin Nuo didn't listen at all and still did his best.

”At the beginning of the day, it is as big as a car cover, and at the middle of the day, it is like a pan bowl. Isn't this too small for the distant and close?”

”Changcang came out at the beginning of the day, and it was like a soup in the middle of the day. Isn't it hot for those who are near and those who are far away?”

”Grandpa Confucius couldn't figure out why, why should I learn from him?”

”...”

Xueluoyusai: This Chinese teacher is really, it ’s not good to learn ‘Kong Rong Let Pear’ or ‘Chengmen Lixue’, it ’s strange to learn what Confucius and Mencius are.

”This is not the reason why you do not respect the teacher! Remember to apologize to the teacher when the teacher comes tomorrow!”

Before Xue Luo educated his son, a call from Hetun came from the gym:

”Fifteen, come here, the righteous father has improved the crossbow for you, so you can fire both arrows.”

”Fifteen is here!”

”...” Xue Luo was really speechless.

Hetun's short protection, petting, and fierce and brutal training, Xue Luo really worried about what his son will look like in the future.

Snow fell in a messy mood.

But the sound of her mobile phone made her mood even more chaotic!

Xue Luo stared at the mobile phone number for more than a minute, until the second ring of the mobile phone ringing.

Vaguely, she seemed to realize who the call was.

Xue Luo closed the door of his room, and then connected the phone. The disintegration of Ferrari in his son's mouth was still more or less severe. Perhaps the flowing water is ruthless, but the flowers are falling ... in short, the flowers are still too cheap!

”Hey, who?” Xue Luo asked softly.

”It's me! Feng Xinglang!”

Feng Xinglang's low and warm voice came from the phone. Not as overbearing and arrogant as before, but with a touch of inexplicable magnetism.

”do not know!”

The snow fell off the phone.

Are you angry with that **** man? Well, I'm naive again!

I know why the man made the call, and he played this mentally ill-fated game with him.

But listening to the voice of a man should be alive; there is no sign of death.