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"That's right...... Wait, hey, you're the hoof! Suddenly, as if he realized that the loud noise was particularly indecent, Xu Yun's voice weakened suddenly, bowed slightly, and said cautiously: "Two uncles, it seems that they are not at home today, right?" ”

"Nope."

"Really?"

"Not really!" Hearing Zheng Mao's clear reply, Xu Yun, who was looking around, calmed down.

As a girl, I have to say that she still cares about the eyes that look at her.

Here, looking away from the other party's tender white toes, Zheng Mao, who had been squatting for a long time, stood up and took the lead, and the two entered the room one after the other, sitting side by side at the desk.

Tearing open the zipper of the schoolbag, Zheng Mao pulled out the books inside one by one.

The first thing that caught his eye was the second volume of the seventh grade of Chinese, and he said that he had no pressure, knowing that he was a serious liberal arts student!

Pushed directly in front of Xu Yun, and the subsequent geography, English, biology and politics were also given to her.

These courses are all trivial, Zheng Mao, who has obtained a pheasant university graduation certificate, said that it will be almost the same to take the time to watch it a few more times.

Well, it should be said, there is only one book of mathematics in front of him. For Zheng Mao, it is indeed a problem that has ruthlessly dragged his feet.

And Xu Yun's side is thick, and his bitter gourd face is particularly pitiful.

Zheng Mao then opened the homework book, only to find that the homework still allowed him to complete it early as expected.

When he was a child, he was a good student who was not averse to learning, and he would not leave his homework until the eve of school to think about completing the task.

Speaking of which, though.

Lonely men and widows, in the adult world, are very dark things. At this time, it was Zheng Mao's most memorable years, and while distributing the texts, he couldn't help but be touched in his heart.

After all, they are all young and young. Even if Xu Yun's figure is still a little flat for the time being, it is only the prototype of the peerless elegance in the future, but glancing at her beautiful side face, Zheng Mao's heart was ape, and it took a long time to calm down.

In fact, I really want to be the same as before, regardless of what homework it is, what grades, and go to play with Xu Yun for a long time.

I was able to stay for an hour or two in a daze before.

What's wrong with playing for a while?

But after all, it was before, and the more he felt that Xu Yunai was what he remembered, the more the sense of crisis in the dark became.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, especially for an ordinary family like him. Reading doesn't necessarily change anything all at once, but without reading, you can't change anything. This is a process of accumulation, if you can't even take the most basic classes in your life, how can you talk about mastering your destiny?

"It's boring."

Beside him, Xu Yun was lying on the desk with a stack of textbooks on his left arm, and his other hand was tapping from time to time. In front of his forehead was a pout, and he glanced at it boredly.

"Hey, it's boring."

Helpless, Zheng Mao didn't care about her.

"I want to watch TV! Maomao, I want to watch TV! Xu Yun protested again.

She kept humming and chirping in her ears, and Zheng Mao finally compromised and said, "How about reading for another half an hour." ”

"Okay, reluctantly listen to you." Xu Yun looked weak all over his body.

However, Zheng Mao will no longer be fooled by her performance. This is a Lori who is serious and even the gods want to kill you!

He's going to have to put in 12 points of effort.

Flipping the pages, Zheng Mao's brows slowly furrowed.

may not have been exposed to these for a long time, but the math texts in the first year of junior high school turned out to be even more brain-burning than he imagined. However, it was also within an acceptable range, and he slowly reviewed it one by one.

The windows were bright and clean, the electric fan was whirring, and the not-so-vicious sunlight flowed in from the window and shone on Zheng Mao's back.

In the silence, listening to the more and more steady breathing around him, Zheng Mao subconsciously turned his head to look.

Xu Yun didn't know when he removed the head rope tied with the ponytail, and the shoulder-length black silk poured down, glowing with a shallow faint light.

Of course, what made Zheng Mao breathe a sigh of relief was that she seemed to be asleep.

The eyes are slightly closed, and the eyelashes like small fans are eye-catching.

Helpless, helpless, Zheng Mao could only lightly adjust the horsepower electric fan to the lowest gear, and then slowly replaced the hard books under her arms with soft pillows.

"Whew-"

Xu Yun's slightly furrowed eyebrows relaxed, and his face moved slightly in comfort. And Zheng Mao, for the sake of poetry and distance, the struggle continues, and the efforts continue.

Time flies, and the day is weaker than the West.

The night is coming.

"Maomao, I don't want egg yolks!"

"Egg yolk is nutritious."

The spatula flips and the hot oil splashes.

"I won't eat egg yolks anyway," Xu Yun dodged away.

Zheng Mao's backhand was a fluttering tremor, and said, "Stupid, if you don't eat, you can share it with me." ”

"Oh, too." Even though it didn't hurt, Xu Yun still subconsciously rubbed his forehead.

There was still a little waking up in her eyes, and her face was full of cuteness, which made Zheng Mao unconsciously look at it a few more times.

"Wow - your eggs are so ugly, not as good as my Aunt Yu. Flip it over, it's going to be paste! ”

Under Xu Yun's disgusted face, Zheng Mao, who came back to his senses, rolled his eyes. He was not in a hurry, but spread it out in an orderly manner, saying, "Don't compare other people's professional ones with me, okay?" ”

Aunt Yu, Zheng Mao knows, when she went to play with Xu Yun when she was a child, she often saw it. It should only be twenty-six or seven now, and she is the nanny of Xu Yun's family. It is also said to be a distant relative of her.

Thinking of this, Zheng Mao suddenly asked, "When you came over in the afternoon, did you say hello to Aunt Yu?" ”

"No," Xu Yun shook his head, straight ahead, he had never been used to saying some twists and turns.

Zheng Mao shoveled the fried eggs into the bowl and said, "Then she didn't call you, it's past six o'clock in the evening." You give her one back, otherwise you will be in a hurry. ”

"Definitely open your mouth to ask me where I am......" said, looking at Zheng Mao looking at her without moving, Xu Yun pouted and nodded: "Okay, I'll fight." I think you're a different person today. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Mao's heart trembled, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Don't interrupt!" ”

"Okay, okay, I'll turn it on first," Xu Yun pulled out his phone from his pants pocket.

It is a Motorola with a white clamshell, which is particularly retro. Although it is not a color screen, it may cost thousands of dollars at the current price.

In these days, mobile phones are very expensive and rare, and most families use landline phones.

Zheng Mao watched from the sidelines, and as the screen lit up, after the animation ringtone was over, more than a dozen "Didi" continued one after another.

It is the sound of missed reminders and text messages.