Zhan Shaochu was stunned for a moment, he squinted, and moved stiffly like this, and after reacting, he withdrew his hand,

The index finger poked the distance between Mianmian and his chest, and his tone was tinged with a hint of anger: "Zhan Mianmian, who taught you?" ”

Zhan Mianmian was about to put the responsibility on him again, but the young man roared at this time: "If it's me, I'll throw you out." ”

Sure enough, Mianmian was stunned in an instant, she didn't want her brother to throw it out, she smacked her mouth and explained honestly: "It was a big uncle who taught me." ”

"Which uncle?" Zhan Shaochu looked at her unhappily, this little girl even dealt with strangers, it was so dangerous.

Zhan Mianmian could only explain it clearly, and finally hung his head with a weak face, and his delicate voice was as small as a bean: "He also told Mianmian that the murderer he touched his aunt was... It's because ........."

Zhan Shaochu's face was amused, his index finger slid from the girl's forehead to between the eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, his delicate lips, and his voice carried a fatal temptation: "Because of what? Well? ”

The young man's low and hoarse voice was dizzy to hear, and she muttered without knowing the north and south:

"Because it's good for the girl's body, she touches the murderer big, and when she grows up, her husband likes it, and Mianmian also wants her brother to like it, so my brother helps Mianmian rub it."

"Mianmian, do you know what your husband means?" Zhan Shaochu asked casually, with a hint of mockery.

Zhan Mianmian bent his head and thought about it, and said with a smile: "My husband is here to eat, just like my brother eats Mianmian's mouth!" ”

Zhan Shaochu: "........."

Isn't it a kiss? Yesterday, I heard you say the word kiss, Zhan Mianmian, are you the memory of a fish?

"Well, whatever you say is what you say." He shook his head helplessly, this kid is hopeless.

On the ground, Zhan Mianmian grabbed his hand again and put it on his own fierce murderer who couldn't be leveled, with a look of enjoyment...

A certain teenager was speechless, and he didn't bother to throw her back to the room, he must change the door tomorrow, and he still has to guard against house mice.

Half an hour passed, Zhan Shaochu deliberately withdrew his hand and shifted Zhan Mianmian's attention to something else: "Mianmian, why don't you arrange for your brother to go to school?" ”

"No, no."

"Why?"

"Unless it's in the same school as my brother."

“……”

A few seconds later.

"Okay."

"Brother continues to rub."

Lie down in a groove!

Can't be transferred like this?

Zhan Mianmian, how persistent are you in kneading the murderer?

………

Following.

The morning light was faint, and the snow suddenly stopped overnight and gradually melted.

Zhan Shaochu had already woken up Zhan Mianmian and reported to the school that the aristocratic primary school he was studying in had a kindergarten class, otherwise the little bun would not have been spared.

Half an hour, Chenyu Primary School.

Zhan Shaochu took Zhan Mianmian to the kindergarten class, and returned to his classroom after a few words, however,

The little bun also ran out, staring at himself with a reluctant gaze, staring at him like a cat scratching in his heart.

This abrasive little goblin.

"Brother, remember to help Mianmian rub the fierce after class, it will miss you."

Zhan Mianmian muttered to the young man's thin and sturdy back, as if he was wronged without rubbing the fierce for a moment.

In the end, he reluctantly returned to the classroom.

At the end of a class, she spent it completely biting the pen, and as soon as the class bell rang, she had already exercised her calves before the teacher said that the class was over.

If she didn't rub the fierce in a class, she felt flat.