Chapter 172, I didn't take it seriously
"Don't be dumb, it's like a rat barking, if you have something to say, let it go quickly."
"Vaguely, why are you so ruthless, I can't talk to you on the phone if it's okay?"
When I threw it in the washing machine, it happened to be stuck at this time and stirred, looking at the washing machine that was suspended in front of me, and the bucket of clothes soaked under the lid.
Gu Zijun said anxiously, "Is there anything wrong, it's okay to hang up." To complain - you look for your hair, yin and yang weird, and think you have something urgent. β
"It's fine." Nineteen thoughts are slightly lost.
Gu Zijun didn't hear her loss, thinking that she was idle and had nothing to do.
"Are you so idle, come and help me do my laundry? It's about a 10-minute bike ride. β
The corners of his mouth twitched again, "Whoever helps you wash your clothes, wash them yourself." β
"Aren't you alright?"
"How do you know I'm fine......" After a pause, Nineteen Nian said seriously, "I'll have to do math problems later!" β
After hearing her say this, Gu Zijun also followed closely.
"Do math? Isn't it, well, it's okay, you can do it, if someone tutors me like this every day, I don't take a 90 point in math, I won't be surnamed Gu! β
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Nineteen thoughts, what else can I say?
"Okay, let's do the laundry, you two will tutor slowly." Gu Zijun said mischievously, "For the Chinese New Year, I don't eat dog food." β
"Ahem, ahem, when did I sprinkle dog food."
Tick tick.
Before he finished speaking, Gu Zijun hung up the phone.
Hang fast enough. Nineteen Nian put the phone on the table.
I saw the dense mathematical symbols on the scratch paper, and the questions on the test paper that I checked many times but couldn't figure out the answer.
She had another headache on her forehead.
"Ugh."
Lying on the bed, kicking off the slippers, Nineteen Nian rolled and hummed on the soft quilt.
"Give up, don't do it! Bad math problems are terrible;
Nima couldn't figure out the answer despite his efforts;
Terrible titles, horrible ones;
What should I do? What should I do? I can't figure out an answer;
Go to the sky! β
She shouted and sat up, sweating all over her body, and she didn't know if she was tired from doing the problem or if the air conditioner was hot.
I looked at the time, and it was 1:05 p.m.; I opened the calendar on my phone again and glanced at it.
Sunday, February 14, Valentine's Day.
She threw her phone on the bed and collapsed on the bed.
"I'm so hard!" She looked at the white ceiling above her and couldn't help but sigh.
One-minute, three-minute, five-minute ......
In the last five minutes, Nineteen Nian felt anxious.
It's boring to have nothing to do and don't play with your phone.
Rolling around, picking up the phone she threw in the corner, she changed the song she was humming just now, slightly changed, and sent it to Fufeng.
Hum! Make up for your Valentine's Day lesson.
Putting the phone on the table, she muttered silently.
When the special concern prompt sounded, Fufeng was wearing headphones, listening to songs and shopping on Taobao.
Gifts for the holidays.
I swiped through the Taobao website, exquisite candy, night lights, roses, dolls, luminous star bottles, doll ornaments......
There's not even a little bit of novelty, and if you brush it again, it's still the same.
He closed the webpage, thinking that after a semester of tutoring, she should be tired, and what kind of gift should I give her to treat her, so that she can change her mind and continue tutoring next semester.
As soon as my eyes lit up, I immediately had an idea in my head.
"Three-year college entrance examination five-year simulation"? Poof! I guess she'll call him the devil.
After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of any gifts to give, and in the end, he could only close the Taobao website.
He picked up the phone on the table.
The screen lit up, and a message from Nineteen Nian was displayed on it.
After reading it, Fufeng's first reaction was - is there too little winter vacation homework assigned, should you add more winter vacation homework.
This idea gradually led him to another idea.
It seems that this make-up lesson must be continued.
How do you consider today's make-up class, video make-up class at home, or come out?
QQ tick tick tick beep sound again.
Holding a mobile phone here, waiting for Fufeng to reply to the message, when she received the news from Fufeng, she immediately picked up the mobile phone and replied to Fufeng with a message.
Isn't it time for a nap?
Fufeng doesn't use naps as an excuse, see you at half past two, Pearl Square.
Nineteen Nian, my aunt came, and my stomach hurt.
As she spoke, she pinched her throat and whispered a voice message to him.
"I'm sorry, my stomach hurts so badly, it's not that I don't want to go."
The two of them are really funny, she sent a voice, followed by him, and he directly turned on the QQ phone.
"Refuse to accept it." She decisively clicked on the big red phone button and hung up on him.
"Heh, sample. Still hanging up on me? Fufeng raised his lips and chuckled.
It's a big deal to call her again, and it's not a big problem anyway.
Thinking about it, my finger couldn't help but click on the phone button in the dialog box.
When the QQ phone rang again, Nineteen Nian was so frightened that he almost threw the phone on the ground.
Listening to the noisy phone sounds of 'tick-tock' and 'tick-tock', Nineteen Nian was a little nervous.
The door was pushed open halfway, the phone was still ringing, and my mother stood behind the door and asked, "Who called you, why didn't you answer?" β
"Ohβno one. My classmates. She stammered back.
"Since it's your classmate, why don't you take it, in case someone has something to find you?"
Mom put the dried clothes in her hand on the bed and was about to fold them.
Nineteen Nian pushed her mother out of the room in a panic.
She blocked the door and said to her mother, "Mom, you don't have to get involved in the secrets between our children, please go out and avoid it first." β
"Heyβthis kid." Mom stood in the doorway and said to her, "Hey, remember to fold the pile of clothes on the bed, don't fold them, and throw them in the closet and you're done." β
"Oops, got it, got it."
After speaking, Nineteen Nian closed the door and locked the room from the inside.
The mother turned her head and walked into the yard, muttering in a low voice, "This child, what little secret is there hiding from me?" β
After her mother left, Nineteen Nian quickly picked up the mobile phone on the table and connected to Fufeng's phone.
whispered, "My mom came in just now, and she left." β
"That's not an excuse?" Fufeng chuckled.
This girl has a lot of excuses.
"It's not." Nineteen Nian stretched out his hand to assure, although this scene was not visible at all, "I dare to pack a ticket to you, this is definitely not an excuse." β
"Have you packed up? We can go. He said.
"Huh? Not yet. Looking down at the pajamas she was wearing, she asked, "Have you changed your clothes?" β
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