"You can't eat too many oranges, get on fire."

Duan Haochen coldly threw such a sentence to his mother, and he continued to peel oranges in his hands.

Because of the space and spiritual spring water, Ye Xiaoai's physique is still quite different from ordinary people, just like oranges, even if she eats twenty, it will not be affected.

Mu Wanqing almost didn't bite her tongue, looking at her son's hand still peeling oranges, she really wanted to hit him on the head with oranges.

"Brother, it's okay to eat a few more oranges on this."

Ye Xiaoai looked at Mu Wanqing's eyes that were about to breathe fire, swallowed her saliva, and reached out to pull Duan Haochen.

"Really?"

"Really."

Ye Xiaoai nodded very seriously.

Duan Haochen glanced at the orange that had been peeled in his hand, and handed it directly to Mu Wanqing:

"Since Xiao Ai said that he can eat it, then you can eat it."

Then he continued to peel oranges for Ye Xiaoai.

Mu Wanqing looked at the peeled orange in her hand, and couldn't help but scold:

Sure enough, it's a wife slave, even if the old lady can eat oranges, you have to listen to your wife!

As soon as Zhao Li and Su Ruxi arrived at the door of the house, they saw a magazine inserted in the doorknob.

Su Ruxi looked at the small sign in the lower right corner of the back and knew that this was a famous gossip magazine in Kyoto.

She still likes to read this kind of gossip magazine, and she reached out and took it down, and when she saw the front, the whole person was not good.

With a scream, he threw the magazine far away.

Zhao Li's door just opened, just

Hearing his daughter's scream, the whole person was startled.

"What's wrong?"

Su Ruxi pointed at the magazine that was thrown away, and roared at Zhao Li:

"Mom, what the hell is going on!"

Zhao Li looked at the magazine inexplicably, could it be that it made her daughter react like this, she went over and picked up the magazine.

When I looked at the cover, the whole person was stunned.

This cover uses an exaggerated color comic form, combined with eye-catching fonts, to convey a meaning.

Comic in the upper left corner:

A girl named "Crispy Drama" flaunts her talents in front of a crowd of people, as if she is the single, largest and brightest moon in the sky.

Caricature in the lower right corner:

is also the "crisp play", holding a mathematics competition test paper with a full score of 150, and a red pen on it with a score of 84. The same scene, showing off to this other girl

and talk about how good you are.

The funniest thing is that the girl put it in her hand behind her back and also took a math competition test paper, which also scored 150, but the difference is that the red pen wrote 149.

Finally, add a narrator: I don't know what kind of strange operation this is?

Zhao Liwu clenched the magazine with her fingers, and said coldly to Su Ruxi:

"Don't get in yet."

As soon as she entered the house, Zhao Li picked up the phone in a hurry and dialed the magazine.

The phone was connected, Zhao Li took a few deep breaths, and asked politely:

"What's going on with the cover of this issue?"

The person on the other end of the phone spoke very formulaicly:

"I'm sorry, this is a magazine company, and it's inconvenient to disclose it to outsiders."

Then the phone hung up.

However, a few people from the magazine were chatting together with another similar magazine.

[When will this book be published?] ”

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[Listening to the above meaning, it should be tomorrow morning.] 】

[I don't know how the person concerned will feel if he knows that there is a next episode of today's magazine? ] 】

[What else can you think, it must be the rhythm of anger......]

Then there was a burst of laughter.

Zhao Li made several phone calls in succession, and everyone she could find was found, but there was no way to know who made the magazine.

In the middle, she also received a call from her mother-in-law, asking if it was Su Ruxi, because she knew that her granddaughter also scored 84 points in the competition.

Not only is the name of this magazine homophonic, but even the scores are exactly the same, which is what anyone would think.

Zhao Li directly denied it, how could she admit this kind of thing.

She now has the heart to kill the initiator.

Zhao Li sat on the chair decadently, now she had no other way, the only thing she could do was to deny it.