Chapter 21 1.The Little Sister of the School Grass Family (21)

"What's the difference?" Xuansoft probe looked at Jiang Yanxiu's book, and the ghost in the bright cat's eyes flew wildly.

After thinking about it, she suddenly laughed softly, and called him in a good voice: "Ah Yan." ”

Jiang Yanxiu was surprised and then remained silent: "Huh? ”

Xuan Soft puffed out his cheeks, afraid of disturbing the people around him, and his voice was so low that it was almost the same as Qi Yin: "Why are you so cold?" No, you say yes all over again. ”

The young man softened: "Okay, what do you want my brother to do?" ”

The little girl's happy eyes crooked: "Little brother, let's change it, I'll help you read foreign books, can you help me write my homework?" ”

Jiang Yanxiu smelled the milk smell on the little cutie's body and shook his head: "No, write the homework yourself." ”

Xuan Soft was stunned, he didn't expect to be rejected.

Big eyes blinked, and they were about to cry.

She obviously heard her father say that Aunt Qingqing was so coquettish, and Uncle Acen would agree to help her with her homework.

Woo woo why did she change when she came here?

In the past, it was okay not to help her when she had memories, but now she has amnesia and doesn't help her.

The little girl's eyes were misty: "I don't want to pay attention to you." ”

[Puff ha. 】

Jiang Yanxiu was stunned.

I really didn't expect the little cutie to look very well-behaved and so capricious.

He brushed his thoughts and took her hand.

Xuan Soft quickly lay down and tucked his hand under his arm.

The boy laughed silently: "Angry? ”

The little girl buried her head and let out a muffled "hum".

Milky and milky.

Jiang Yanxiu felt that the next time he came out, he should stuff a milk bottle into the little cutie's hand, which was full of milk.

"It's not that I don't agree," he pulled Xuan Soft's hair, "Can you read foreign books?" ”

Xuan Ruan immediately raised his head, and Jiang Yanxiu hurriedly let go of his hand.

"I can read it, and you're going to help me with my homework?"

The young man raised his eyebrows: "Yes, if you understand it, I will write it for you." ”

The little girl smiled and slapped Wusan in front of him: "You write!" I can read it! ”

Foreign languages.

She had spent many years abroad in her previous assignments, and she had become accustomed to it.

It's as familiar as Chinese.

Xuan Ruan took Jiang Yanxiu's book, casually translated a few very difficult sentences, and finally raised his chin triumphantly: "Look, I will!" ”

Like a kitten, the boy scratched her chin.

Xuan Soft was stunned: "What are you doing here?" ”

Jiang Yanxiu coughed: "It's okay, I'll help you write the paper." ”

The little girl's expression lit up, and the rest of the matter was quickly left behind.

She opened the book, flipped to the page where the bookmark had been placed, and then slipped the pen into the young man's pretty hand and tilted her head to look at him.

That means: "Write duck quickly." ”

Jiang Yanxiu thought for a few seconds and began to work on the question.

Xuan Soft was relieved, turned his head happily, and after reading the foreign language for a long time, his little head began to click.

Dot, dot, dot, lying on the book.

Slept very soundly.

Jiang Yanxiu glanced at it, and had no choice but to block the light for her.

Two hours later, the little girl woke up on her own.

Sleepy-eyed took a sip of water, then tilted his head to look around.

The memory quickly returned, and she suddenly wanted to sneeze.

The white hands hurriedly covered his mouth, and the sneeze made a short sound.

Jiang Yan finished correcting and writing a math problem, and when she saw this, she gave her a long haircut: "Isn't it good to have a cold?" ”

Xuan Soft took out a wet towel to wipe his hands: "Okay, it's not a cold." ”

After the words fell, she wrapped the used wipes, stuffed them into the pocket of her school bag, and then re-grasped the straw of the thermos cup and took a big sip of water.

Jiang Yanxiu touched her forehead and shook her sour left arm: "It's not good, pay attention to keeping warm these days." ”

He glanced at his watch: "It's time for lunch, let's go home." ”