In the afternoon, Yan Meifeng really called a tailor and carefully measured Xiao Linghuzai, and after measuring, the tailor told Yan Meifeng and Xiao Linghu with great certainty, please rest assured that the clothes he made must fit very well, and after Xiao Linghu wears them, they must be very suitable.

"Hehe, your son's figure, and this body shape, no matter what clothes he wears, must be very beautiful!" This is what the tailor told Yan Meifeng when he was temporary.

Obviously, Yan Shiji had already discussed with Yan Meifeng, so in the afternoon, Xiao Linghu heard Yan Meifeng calling her youngest daughter Yan Lingshuang, asking her to come home and live in the evening, help Xiao Linghu review his homework, and teach him to dance. And will arrange for the driver Zhang Dashan to pick her up.

When Yan Lingshuang started, she shirked in every possible way, but in the end, when Yan Meifeng told her that if she was really not free, she had to call Zhao Xuanzhi, the young lady of the Zhao family next door, to come over, Yan Lingshuang immediately agreed.

Xiao Linghu didn't understand the hearts of these girls, he knew that Yan Meifeng wanted to match his marriage with Xiao Lingshuang, but at this time he didn't have any feelings for Xiao Lingshuang, except that she felt that she was a little spirited and always talked about studying medicine, but other aspects were quite perfect, especially he felt that Xiao Lingshuang looked better than his eldest sister Xiao Lingsu, and that's it.

Xiao Linghu returned to his room and sat at the table in front of the window, thinking that he should pick up the book and take a good look at it, but he didn't know why, his brain seemed to be led by something else, and he couldn't settle down at all. He thought of Feng Yi first, I don't know how this kid is doing today? Isn't it time to learn? Or is it the fat woman who ran to find him again?

As soon as he thought of the fat woman, Xiao Linghu couldn't help but think of Feng Yuyan, but she was now called Liu Piaopiao. He couldn't guess what happened to Feng Yuyan, remembering that she eloped with a teacher surnamed Liu, who had also taught him and Feng Yi.

Thinking of Liu Piaopiao, he thought of the crazy bed last night, the smell of the fit made him beautiful when he thought about it now, just thinking about it, his body didn't help but feel hot, and the thing under his body raised his head again.

"This kind of thing is really the same as Feng Yi said, it's so beautiful and cool!" Xiao Linghu thought: "It's just that Feng Yi said that after doing it, he will be refreshed, and when he reads, his memory is very good, but why can't I?" Am I not doing enough? ”

Yan Meifeng opened the door lightly, and when she saw that Xiao Linghu was really sitting at the table, looking at the book motionlessly, she smiled with satisfaction, and then closed the door lightly.

Xiao Linghu heard a slight sound of the door opening, and he knew that his mother must be checking whether he was working hard.

"Damn, why am I so unproductive? You have to think about this kind of thing! He couldn't help but scold himself: "It turns out that there are no conditions, and I still know how to learn; Now that the conditions are so good, don't you know how to learn? Look at Feng Yi, who rents such a small house, and has to take care of his own food and housing, look at you again? ”

He thought so, and sure enough, all the messy things in his mind were rushed out of his mind, and when he read the book carefully, he could finally understand it.

It's just that Xiao Linghu only lasted for half an hour, and then he felt that a pair of eyelids were fighting back and forth, and he became more and more sleepy, and in the end, he simply fell asleep on the table.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Linghu woke up and heard the woman's laughter coming from downstairs, he was a little surprised, looked at his watch, it was only four o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Lingshuang should have just finished class, and it was impossible to come back so early.

He pushed open the balcony door, and it was not raining outside, but the whole day was still gloomy and oppressive, and the air was still damp, and the April day seemed a little cold.

Leaning on the railing of the balcony and looking down, the first thing that caught his eye was a young girl in a white dress and a white dress, with shoulder-length hair, flowing like a black waterfall as she walked. She has a good figure, not fat or thin, but standing on a high place, I can't estimate her size, I can't see her appearance.

At this time, the girl was playing with Zhang Dashan's two children in the garden, the children were laughing happily, rolling with rackets, and circling around her, they should be doing some game.

"Hey, isn't that Uncle Tiger?" Zhang Dashan's son Xiaofeng had sharp eyes, saw Xiao Linghu on the balcony on the third floor, pointed at him and shouted: "Uncle Tiger, come down and play ball with us?" ”

The girl in white who was playing with Zhang Dashan's daughter Xiaohui couldn't help but raise her head, and was facing Xiao Linghu's gaze, both of them were stunned, and the girl turned her head back, her face flushed.

Xiao Linghu couldn't help blushing, he didn't know why.

This girl is very beautiful, at least not inferior to his sister Lingshuang. She has a fair complexion, eyes like stars, eyebrows and nose like landscape paintings, and red lips like roses, which make people want to kiss at the first sight.

"Who is she? How did you get in? Xiao Linghu asked himself, maybe he could get an answer from Uncle He.

"Uncle Tiger, will you come down and play with us?" Five-year-old Xiaofeng was still looking up and asking.

"Okay, I'll come now!" Xiao Linghu agreed, looked at the figure of the girl in white again, and walked out of the room quickly and went downstairs.

When passing by the reception room on the first floor, Xiao Linghu heard his mother Yan Meifeng talking to his neighbor Zhao family's second aunt, he thought, that girl can't be the young lady of the Zhao family, right?

When he was thinking, he had already come to the garden, and Xiao Feng surrounded him, holding a leather ball in his hand and throwing it to him. Xiao Linghu smiled, put the ball on the outstretched index finger of his right hand, and turned it slightly, and the ball spun up quickly on his fingers, and it didn't even fall.

Xiaofeng and Zhang Dashan's daughter Xiaohui came up and clapped their hands and laughed, shouting, one by one they were happy and envious.