Sun Qing easily found the homework book from the Jianghai House, and saw that Sun Xiaodi was asleep very lovingly, so he turned off the light for him.

Sister will give you a lesson for free today!

The fork is still a fork, but the Song style has become an artistic style.

The fork should also be forked to show a sense of art, and the big fork should be painted with little wings of love, so that rookies can also enjoy the happiness of stupid birds flying first!

After the fork was finished, the soul immediately criticized.

"I heard you're looking for me? Haha, don't bother with that, you can't find me when you're tired!"

"Silly, one question, ten solutions, don't wash your knees, kneel for you!"

"I advise you not to work hard, you don't listen, just work hard, and work in the opposite direction, if the soy sauce bottle is poured, I won't help you, I'll obey you!"

"If you work harder, you can ensure that you can break through the penultimate and rank third, and if you work hard for another half a year, you can break through the fourth-to-last mark and go straight to the fifth-to-last, even optimistic about you!"

……

Murder is punished again!

Sun Qing was joking, finishing his homework, washing up in a beautiful mood, and after he was busy, he saw that it was almost ten o'clock, and then he slowly opened the door.

As soon as Jiang Hai heard the sound of the door opening, he immediately stood on a telephone pole.

Sun Qing didn't make a sound when he went out, he secretly glanced at Jiang Hai, and laughed directly.

Jiang Hai heard the familiar voice, turned his head, and was startled.

"What are you doing, scared people to death!" Whoever turned his head and saw that his head was like Ah San, and his face was covered with cucumber slices, he had to be shocked.

It's especially a big night.

Sun sneered lightly: "Change your look, you won't be recognizable?"

Jiang Hai rolled his eyes silently, are you changing your style? You're a different person.

"Your dad told you to go back to the house and sleep!" Sun rolled his eyes, turned and left.

Jiang Hai glanced at Sun Qing suspiciously, will his father tell him to sleep? Is the sun coming out in the west?

Sun Qing's voice floated out of the courtyard: "The door is plugged in, the stove is sealed, you want to take a bath, and boil water by yourself!"

Jiang Hai:!

When Jiang Hai returned to the house, he picked up the homework book and looked at it, and there was a big grass and mud horse!

The unlucky children in the family all slept, and Sun remembered something serious!

Before Zhang Zhen came just now, she was asking for money!

"Hey, husband, don't sleep, don't sleep, we haven't finished talking yet~Oops~" Sun Qinggang shook twice, but he didn't wake up, and he paid himself.

Feng Shui takes turns, and she is hugged by someone as a pillow!

"JAC? Husband? Husband ~ JAC?"

I was pressed to death, I can't get up when I think about it, I'm so angry!

I'm so angry that I don't know when I'm going to fall asleep!

……

As soon as she turned her head, there was a brushing sound, and something poked her in the face.

Sun Qing opened his eyes in a daze, and his eyes were familiar with earthy gray.

Familiar shapes!

Bounce up in an instant.

Money!

Even husband, before going out, I remembered to pay for the settlement fee!

Oh yes!

Sun Qing hurriedly poured the bag and counted the money!

Five thousand, five thousand again!

What kind of rare husband is this!

After the money was put away, I looked at the time, half past eight.

The appointment with Xue Ling was ten o'clock, and her stepson was not accustomed to that, and she didn't know if she could come?

Sun Qing put the money in his pocket and hurried out.

Today, there is a helper at home, and she has to go to supervise the work first!

"Sister, are you awake?" As soon as he opened the door, he heard Wang Xiangwen's elated voice.

Sun raised his eyebrows: "Why are you the only one, what about my parents?"

As soon as he said this, Wang Xiangwen's face immediately changed, and he hated that iron could not be made of steel, and said, "My sister-in-law and uncle asked my brother to leave, and I said that I wouldn't let them go, they had to go!"

A cannon fodder stepmother dressed in a period text.