Chapter 941 (1/2)

Gu Xiaomian didn't see Gu Chenyi for a long time. After he was full at the dinner table, he began to pester him. He had to ask his father to sleep with him tonight. Gu Chenyi went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water. He had to follow closely for fear that Gu Chenyi would leave in the blink of an eye.

So today Gu Chenyi simply lives here. Anyway, the villa is large and there is no lack of this room.

After dinner, after everyone had eaten, Jian Rui and others either did their homework or wrote programs, with the exception of Jian Yi and Mo Xiujin. One didn't know what he was doing with the computer, while the other sat next to him, pulling his chin in one hand and sketching from time to time with a draft paper.

Jian Rui finishes her homework and looks around. Mo Xiuqian and Gu Xiaomian are learning programming with yarn weaving. Mo Tong and Mo Xiulin have finished their homework. One is watching a movie and the other is reading a book. Comparing them, Mo Xiujin and Jian Yi are the most interesting here - because they are obviously busy with things she doesn't know.

Jianrui turned her eyes, took her things away, hummed and ran behind them.

Looking at their unconscious backs, she immediately teased her heart, tiptoed and walked lightly for two steps, and then her small body suddenly jumped at Mo Xiujin and Jian Yi.

Originally, the chair under Mo Xiujin's body was a shaky posture with two legs hanging in the air and supporting the ground. At this time, it couldn't bear the sneak attack of Jian Rui, and suddenly stumbled and fell to the side.

”Tut.” almost at the same time that the chair rolled over, Mo Xiujin, who had two legs together, immediately supported and stabilized his body shape and the chair under his body.

Without looking back, he knew that such a careless person must be Jian Rui. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. Otherwise, the chair and he would have to hit the little girl. Even if Jian Yi was nearby and could pull Jian Rui, he couldn't do it without touching her at all.

Mo Xiujin's head didn't return. He lazily said to his back: ”take back your feet.”

Jian Rui lowered her head. A chair leg was hanging above her feet. If Mo Xiujin hadn't left a heart and didn't just drop the chair, she would be crying now.

”Hee hee, ah Jin is really powerful!” Jian Rui took a half step back and opened her mouth.

Seeing that she was not afraid at all, Mo Xiujin muttered, ”don't you see that my chair is unstable? If you dare to rush, I should let you suffer some losses. I see if you dare to make fun of people at will in the future.”

”You and your brother are here, but they won't really hit me. What's the matter?” Jianrui smiled sweetly.

Mo Xiujin was speechless immediately. Jian Rui really spared no effort when he was angry. He could make his fire rub up, but he was really sweet when he deceived people.

Jian Yi was never distracted. His eyes were fixed on the computer. Even the little confusion just now didn't surprise him.

Just as Mo Xiujin believes that Jian Yi will protect Jian Rui at least.

Jian Yi also knows that Mo Xiujin will never hurt Jian Rui.

The probability of the chair just now, whether it falls forward or backward, is 50%.

But just in case, Mo Xiujin was stunned to support the table with one hand and let it skew to the other side.

Even in the worst case, he is giving priority to protecting Jian Rui.

With such people around, Jane Yi certainly doesn't need to worry.

Jian Rui put her small head between them and looked down at the paper in Mo Xiujin's hand.

Mo Xiujin was sitting upright at the moment, and let her stretch her head and look at her.

I don't know if Jianrui has a shadow in her heart. Anyway, where Jianrui is in the future, he doesn't dare to sit with his chair legs up anymore

”This is... Jiao Yue?” Mo Xiujin did not have a Chinese character on the white paper in his hand. It was all hand drawn staff and notes.

Jian Rui followed her for two lines and saw that what he wrote was the score Su ri'an left to her when she was at Qiao's house.

”Did you recite it?” Jian Rui looked at Mo Xiujin in surprise.

”Need to recite? Just look at it and remember.” Mo Xiujin turned her pen around and around with her fingertips. With one eye, she said, ”you underestimate my IQ?”

Jian Rui smacks her tongue. She has a good memory, but it's really difficult to practice this song because she doesn't understand music, but Mo Xiujin recited it.

”But what do you do with it?” asked Jianrui.