Chapter 697 - Modern Parenting Handbook (46)
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Song Jin: "Wow, Brother Tong!" You're also a powerful high school student now! With your father Song as your backing, rest assured to take the test! If you don't make the list, you'll be killed. ”
【...... If you don't talk a little bit, you're the most solid backing for me. So from now on, shut up Lao Tzu. 】
Song Jin's crying is undoubtedly very effective.
not only put an end to Su Zhi and Song Yan's "kind words" persuasion that she would not let her go to the high school entrance examination, but also helped her dear Brother Tong to win one more devil tutor.
"Okay, Jin'er, since you have this heart, then I won't force it."
Song Zhennan said helplessly, "However, your grades are indeed worse, but it also shows that there is a lot of room for improvement, in such a short time, to quickly improve your grades, I am afraid that you can only provide one-on-one counseling,"
He frowned and looked at Sijue Song, who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, "That's right, Sijue, anyway, you have nothing to do at home recently, and you don't go to school, just come over to tutor your sister in her studies, don't think about going out and fooling around all day long." ”
Song Zhennan knew how disobedient his son was, and he was going to persuade him, but he saw Song Sijue straighten up and lifted his thin lips, "Okay, I will teach her well, and I will never let her be lazy." ”
That smile was mean and vicious.
Then, it evolved into the present, and the two looked at each other expressionlessly.
Song Sijue said: "Do twenty sets of test papers first, and I'll see your level." ”
Song Jin said: "Then you talk about twenty sets of test papers first, and I'll see your level." ”
There was a stalemate for a while, and just when Song Jin thought he was going to beat her and was about to slip away, he saw Song Sijue's terrifying expression, leaned back lazily on the back of the chair, and at the same time pulled the French masterpiece he placed next to him with one hand, and said coldly, "I don't want to review, don't you want to win?" ”
Song Jin was stunned.
He patted the top of her hair, and said expressionlessly, "It's really like a nerd, don't tell me, you don't want to win against Song Yan." ”
Both of them seem to be that ambiguous. Ambiguous kisses to forget.
Song Jin really forgot.
And Song Sijue's eyes flickered in the depths of her eyes, not knowing what he was planning.
Song Jin only realized that what he was talking about was the contest between her and Song Yan, in fact, it was not surprising that Song Sijue knew about it, after all, he clearly heard the conversation between her and Song Yan at that time.
Song Jin saw that he still wanted to rub his hands, hugged his head, stepped back, and glared at him, "Just talk, why do you move your hands and feet, if I am a little older, your behavior is indecent Do you know?" I can get someone to come and beat you! She paused and added, "Hit the cripple kind." ”
"......" Song Sijue looked at her expressionlessly, and when she didn't pay attention, he pulled her over as soon as he stretched out his hand, hugged her in his arms, and his arms tightly clasped her waist, he smiled lowly, "What about this?" Kill it directly? ”
"......" Song Jin's limbs were struggling, and his face was red with anger, "Damn, Song Sijue, you let me down." ”
Song Sijue didn't move, and raised his hand to directly knead her soft and neat black hair into a messy ball like a kennel, the long-standing depression in his heart dissipated, his eyes gradually warmed, and he pinched her arms and cheeks.
It's like a person who has quit smoking for a long time, and finally reluctantly got over the addiction, so he reluctantly let people go.
"Y-you're perverted?" Song Jin blushed and held back for a long time before he could hold back such a sentence.
Song Sijue lowered his eyes and lit a cigarette, raised his eyes and said expressionlessly, "If I were, you would be crying on the bed, instead of standing here and asking if I am a pervert." ”