This is the voice of Lin Congee Porridge.

Zhou Yan heard the voice of Lin Congee.

Very ethereal voice.

Even if it was just the pronunciation of a letter, it made Zhou Yan excited.

Zhou Yan held Lin Congee's hand: "Congee Congee, you did it." ”

"Hey, hey, don't take advantage of the porridge." Hu Xin'er muttered very dissatisfiedly beside her.

Zhou Yan glanced at Hu Xin'er: "Get out of here and play with the cat." ”

Hu Xin'er looked at Zhou Yan aggrievedly: "Zhou Yan, you murder me?" ”

Zhou Yan raised his forehead: "It's normal." ”

"Hmph, the old lady will play with the little orange." Hu Xin'er hugged the little orange cat and left.

It's just that the little orange cat 'meowed' and ran directly into Lin Congee's arms, and scratched Lin Congee Congee with its paws with the packaged cheese.

Zhou Yan's eyes widened, but he was still stable and quietly turned his head.

"What?" Hu Xin'er saw that the little orange cat got into Lin Congee's arms, and she was a little surprised.

"Porridge, let's try the rest." Zhou Yan held Lin Congee's little hand and said softly.

Looking at Zhou Yan's real gaze, Lin Congee Congee's heart warmed, and she nodded seriously.

"Hey, take your paws away." Hu Xin'er said sourly.

Zhou Yan looked at Hu Xin'er: "What are you doing here?" ”

Hu Xin'er said confidently: "Mother... The old lady is here to supervise you and prevent you from doing anything to the porridge. ”

"Meow" The little orange cat kicked its legs, as if she liked the taste of Lin Congee Porridge, rubbed it in Lin Congee's arms, and began to close her eyes and sleep.

"My little orange!"

Hu Xin'er felt that her heart was about to melt, "It's much better than a certain stinky boy." ”

Zhou Yan didn't bother to pay attention to this stupid girl with big nerves, he said to Lin Congee: "Congee Congee, learn 'zh' now, this is a warped tongue sound, you need to put the tip of your tongue against the roof of your mouth, come and read it to me..."

“zh”

"Yes, you can open your mouth slightly, and then the moment you bite your teeth..."

Hu Xin'er looked at Zhou Yan teaching Lin Congee to pronounce the words, and from time to time she gently supported Lin Congee's chin with her hand, or gently pinched Lin Congee's cheek to help her pronounce it, I don't know why, Hu Xin'er's heart was a little more depressed, but Zhou Yan helped her little Congee Congee learn to speak, I have to say that there are indeed two brushes, I didn't let Congee Congee practice in pinyin first, I was a little anxious, and Congee Congee was also very resistant.

Where is it like now, obediently cooperated.

Thinking of this, Hu Xin'er glanced at Zhou Yan again.

Seeing that he was very focused and serious, Hu Xin'er pouted: "It's quite professional." ”

"Don't speak." Zhou Yan turned around and said.

"Got it, Mr. Zhou." Hu Xin'er grimaced at Zhou Yan and let out a 'zh', but her voice was very unbeatable and full of eccentric flavor.

"Porridge Porridge Ignore her, let's continue." Zhou Yan looked at Lin Congee: "You try to pronounce this sound." ”

Lin Congee nodded, opened his small mouth, and then spoke in the same way as Zhou Yan.

“zh”

A very ethereal voice came out.

Zhou Yan felt that his soul was about to be sublimated, but it was not right.

"Porridge, this sound can't be so short, your mouth needs to use some strength."

Zhou Yan said, the thumb and index finger of his right hand lightly touched the corners of Lin Congee's lips, and Lin Congee's body trembled slightly, but he still let Zhou Yan's fingers just like that.

It feels weird.

"Hey, take your hands away, how can you teach others pronunciation like this." Hu Xin'er saw this scene and hurriedly said.

Where is this teaching porridge porridge, this is clearly taking advantage of porridge porridge.

Zhou Yan didn't bother to pay attention to this stupid girl, but said expectantly to Lin Congee: "Congee Congee will try to pronounce this sound again." ”

Lin Congee nodded his little head lightly, opened his mouth slightly, and then when he was about to make this sound, Zhou Yan pinched the corner of Lin Congee's lips, and Lin Congee's small mouth subconsciously pursed.

“zh”

"yes, that's what it feels like." Zhou Yan nodded with satisfaction and took his hand away: "Porridge porridge, you practice it again, remember that when you pronounce this sound, your mouth is slightly pouted here."

Lin Congee nodded and practiced a few more times.

Among them, there are short, long, and standard a few times, originally Lin Congee Congee was not very open, but to Zhou Yan's encouraging eyes, Lin Congee Congee wanted to do it for no reason, and she even practiced by herself by pinching the corners of her lips with two fingers.

"Quite a couple of brushes." Hu Xin'er pouted.

"Do you want to practice with porridge and porridge?" Zhou Yan asked with a smile.

"Huh? Me? Hu Xin'er was stunned.

Does Zhou Yan still care about her feelings?

"If you don't want to, forget it." Zhou Yan said.

"Yes, how not." Hu Xin'er said in her heart that the old lady was very happy, and she directly moved the stool to Zhou Yan and Congee.

"Come, porridge, let's learn the next sound, come and read it out with me."

“o”

Hu Xin'er raised her delicate little lips and made an 'o' sound very devotedly, Zhou Yan looked at Hu Xin'er's cherry little mouth, thinking that it was indeed a pity not to do that.

But at the moment, teaching porridge and talking is the most important thing, and Zhou Yan won't think about what he has or not.

Zhou Yan also looked at Lin Congee expectantly.

It's just that this time, although Lin Congee Porridge raised his mouth in the same way, he didn't seem to have any strength and couldn't make a sound.

Hu Xin'er encouraged: "Congee porridge, try again, come and read with me, o"

Hu Xin'er made another o sound.

It's just that Lin Congee's face is slightly red, as if he doesn't have any strength, but he can't make this o sound.

"Porridge, don't be discouraged, you can definitely do it." Hu Xin'er compared her small fist to Lin Congee.

Lin Congee nodded and tried a few more times, but he couldn't make a sound.

"What should I do?" Hu Xin'er was a little helpless.

"I've got to come." Zhou Yan pinched the back of the neck of the little orange cat in Lin Congee's arms, lifted it up, and threw it into Hu Xin'er's hand: "Take it and play with it." ”

"You be gentle with my little orange." Hu Xin'er said angrily.

Zhou Yan directly ignored it.

Hu Xin'er was so angry, but she still gently stroked the little orange cat's hair and stood up.

The little orange cat meowed, expressing her dissatisfaction, but was held by Hu Xin'er, no matter how much the little paws were pulled, the little orange cat couldn't break free, so she resigned herself to lying on it.

Hu Xin'er didn't go far, she just watched from the side, and if Zhou Yan couldn't do it later, she would have to laugh at her.

Zhou Yan moved the stool closer to Lin Congee, and he put one palm against Lin Congee's neck a little below, and said, "Open your mouth." ”

Lin Congee Congee did so and opened his little mouth.

Hu Xin'er's eyes widened, didn't Zhou Yan take advantage of the porridge in an upright manner?

Hu Xin'er looked straight at Zhou Yan's hand that should not be placed.

Well, if this paw moves down a little further, she's going to stop it!

Zhou Yan ignored Hu Xin'er, but said to Lin Congee: "If your mouth opens wide, the place you want me to press has an obvious sinking feeling when my mouth is opened." ”

Lin Congee Congee's face was red, although she felt weird, but she still opened her mouth obediently.

"yes, keep it that way, and then press it down in your throat." Zhou Yan's fingertips touched Lin Congee's neck, Lin Congee's body trembled slightly, and she didn't get away, she also subconsciously used some strength when she heard Zhou Yan's words.

"Hmm"

Zhou Yan's eyes widened.

This sound is nothing more than a sudden hearing of an imaginary moan in the stream where the spring water is tinkling.