Chapter 1792: Waiting gentle 68 (2/2)
”Lin Xueluo, how can you talk nonsense?”
Xing Twelve was anxious, ”It's good to accompany you for a blind date, and you'll let the bug be my son!”
”I'm not talking anymore! What can you do to me ?! I'm mad at you! I'm mad at you!”
In fact, Xue Luo was even frustrated by Xing Shier. ”Still accompanying me for a blind date? Xing Shi Er, you are a fool!”
At this moment, Lin Xue fell, her identity was very different. Not only did she become the daughter-in-law of Hetun, but she was also the mum of the two grandfathers! Such an identity is enough to make Xing Shiliang dare not treat her!
”Lin Xueluo! How can you play such a bad job!”
Xing Twelve finally saw it once: this woman turned her face, it was faster than turning the book!
”I'm a rogue! What's wrong? I'm furious at you! Furious at you!”
Childish vs childish! Xue Luo felt that she shouldn't be angry at Xing Shier, she would really be mad at Xing Shier!
”... Lin Xueluo! I really want to punch you!” Xing Shiliang was furious.
”Xing Twelve, you have to think about it again!”
Originally, I wanted to continue to shake Xing Shiliang's snow, but it was a bit of a euphemism, ”Do n’t you dare to strike me, let alone let my family bugs be your righteous son, then you dare to hit his mother, afraid he is I will hate you forever! ”
After all, Xing Twelve was so fierce that he was really overwhelmed by his frustration and had to be abolished without being disabled.
”I, I can't beat you! But you can't go against it, right?”
Xing Shiliang loosened his fist. Even if his anger is bad, he can't really get Lin Xue down.
”You need to apologize to Mr. Wen ... this is her contact information!”
Xue Luo shoved a note into Xing Shi'er's hand, ”Remember, don't make other little teachers angry anymore! What a good little girl ... It's really bad luck to meet your granite head ! ”
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Shuxiangmendi, show but not charming, clear but not cold.
Such a family is quite different from the living environment that Xing Shiliang has always been.
Because Hetun is not a man who loves writing and dancing, dancing swords and guns are more suitable for him; therefore, none of his sons are good scholars. Most of them are inexperienced!
The sound of water flowing from the bathroom made Xing Twelve pause. When he was bored, he began to look at the books on the bookshelf.
What about ”Earl Monte Cristo”, ”Three Musketeers”, ”Children's Psychology” ...
”Stacked Prime Number Theory”?
”Talking from Yang Hui Triangle”?
What the hell? !!
Xing Twelve frowned! Feeling that my brain is not enough!
Hearing the sound of the door opening in the bathroom, Xing Twelve squinted his eyes, straightened his upper body, and put on a diligent attitude of seeking scholars.
”You ... you ... how did you run into my house? You ... you ... how did you get in?”
Wen Qingqing was shocked when he saw that the person who was looking at his books turned out to be Xing Shiliang during the day.
She had just bathed, and she had the beauty of hibiscus in clear water. Like a bunch of pure and beautiful flowers that can only be viewed from a distance but can not be molested.
”I, I, I, climbed, climbed, climbed the wall ... in, in, in!”
Xing Shiliang deliberately learned the little teacher's horrified tone, and answered her questions and questions.
”You ... you ... you really climbed ... climbed into the wall ... came in? How ... how is that possible! I ... my family lives ... lives on the 16th floor!”