Ah Qiang thought about it, and asked a few new words first, when Gillian was teaching him, she never sold it, and immediately translated these new words into English and told him:

"The kite is kite, the sauna is sauna."

Cuong repeated it in his mouth, and after confirming that it was correct, he opened his mouth and sang: "I want to be a kite, dancing with wind——"

It's hard for him to translate into English, and he can still hold the tune that He Jiao just sang.

“…… The fish was taken away by a girl，She’s name is jiaojiao！ ”

He Jiao: "......"

Cuong also demonically repeated the last sentence three times before stopping.

He Jiao gently slapped his back, and her fists were all hateful.

Ah Qiang only laughed silently, and when the little fist finally stopped, Fang asked, "When will Miss He teach me, I don't want to study and just want to sleep?" ”

He Jiao glared at his broad back and snorted softly: "I only love learning now so much that I don't want to sleep, do you want to learn?" ”

Ah Qiang laughed and said, "Learn! How dare you not learn? If you don't learn, won't you be beaten again? ”

Gillian raised her delicate fist again in annoyance, but Ah Qiang suddenly added with a blessed heart: "As long as you teach, I will learn!" ”

So, the little fist turned into a palm, like a butterfly, lightly landed on Ah Qiang's back, and instantly turned into a fiery soldering iron, burning his internal organs to turn into flying ashes.

……

Song Huanxi paused to write, very satisfied with the paragraph he just wrote, no wine and no joy to say yes, when writing to the realm of selflessness, it will naturally be integrated with the character, at this time, the magic hand will be a natural text!

She yawned, didn't stop and didn't know, and as soon as she stopped writing, she was sleepy.

It's as if when writing an essay, the whole person is sealed, and the fatigue and sleepiness are all blocked in all parts of the body, and the excited brain is lost.

As soon as they stopped, they broke through the blockade and ran to the brain to complain.

As a result, tiredness quickly swept over the body.

Song Huanxi didn't put down her pen in the end, there are only two bridges left from the plot she conceived in her heart, and it is best to do it in one go today.

She yawned as she continued to write:

Neither of them spoke again, and Gillian's hand did not leave Cuong's back.

He felt her palms burn, and she felt his back hot.

When the two of them were about to melt, the car finally arrived downstairs at Gillian's house.

This is a small three-story building with a single courtyard, and the lights are still on on the second floor at this time, and there is a figure looming behind the window.

Ah Qiang silently handed the car back to Gillian, he looked up at the figure upstairs, and said gently: "Hurry up, my aunt is waiting for you." ”

He never said that he would enter the small building to sit down, and Gillian never invited him.

It seems to be a tacit secret between the two people.

Ah Qiang knows that there is a gap between the two family backgrounds, and his only idea is to learn English, successfully become the third mate, go to sea for a few years, save money, and come back to do some business-

If it goes well, ten or eight years later, he should have a foothold in the port city where every inch of land is valuable.

If it doesn't go well—

Cuong didn't dare to think about it.

Even if it goes well, it will delay He Jiao's youth for nearly ten years, how can he say it?!

Therefore, Ah Qiang always said goodbye to Gillian downstairs, and when he said goodbye, he was still far away from her, and told the people upstairs with enough gesture that he had nothing to think about.

Gillian waved goodbye to him, knowing that if she didn't push the cart in first, the fool wouldn't leave, Gillian pushed the cart straight and turned to go home.

As soon as she pushed the door open, the light turned on, and her mother, dressed in a cheongsam, sat on the sofa and smiled gently: "Why don't you invite people to come in and sit down?" ”

He Jiao's face changed, and when she opened her mouth, she coughed, and said hurriedly: "I look like tuberculosis, what do I invite people to come in!" ”

He Mu on the sofa immediately changed color, stood up hurriedly, walked quickly to He Jiao's side, and asked in a loud voice, "Did you not take medicine again?!" What about medicine? ”

As she spoke, Mother He stretched out her hand and touched He Jiao's body, He Jiao smiled bitterly and slapped her mother's hand away: "Cough, eat, cough, otherwise, cough, how could I come back at this time!" ”

In a series of coughs, she finished speaking intermittently, and started a new round of coughing, seeing that He Mu was distressed for a while, she hurriedly helped He Jiao sit down, and took warm water to feed her.

After sitting quietly for more than ten minutes, He Jiao finally stopped coughing, but the person was already exhausted, and the clothes on her body were soaked with sweat.

She propped her hands on the ends of her body, struggled to stand up, and smiled weakly: "I went up to take a bath and sleep, you rest early." ”

He Mu looked at her worriedly, and stretched out her hand to help her, but He Jiao avoided her.

When she went upstairs, there was already a beautiful figure waiting for her quietly.

……

Song Huanxi took a pause, roughly counted the number of descendants, estimated the number of words, and concluded with satisfaction: This serialization is just right here!

This is also what she was taught without alcohol, if there are ten burdens, you can shake nine out, and the last one must be left until the next day!

In this way, the reader's appetite can be satisfied!

Song Huanxi thought so-and-so deeply-as long as Miss XX was not involved, she was a mentor and helpful friend, and every word benefited her a lot.

She yawned, looked at the clock, and jumped to her feet: it was already one o'clock in the morning!

Fortunately, as soon as she got home, she washed up first, Song Huanxi thought about it, the new chapter has Chen Jiazhu's friendship starring, let's give the little girl a surprise.

To prevent the second child from having a sneak peek, she put away the manuscript and stuffed it directly onto the bookshelf - there is only one place in the house, and the second child never moves, yes, it is a bookshelf that scumbags hate!

When the body slammed down, and the back and bed were in close contact, the cells in Song Huanxi's whole body were cheering and cheering, celebrating the arrival of the national rest night.

I slept very sweetly this night, and I almost missed the morning bus, especially when she was pulled by the second child and asked where yesterday's manuscript was hidden!

Hey, can't the second child be the same as Cai Baiwei and be a quality reader!

Look at Mr. Baiwei, never urge to change!

Song Huanxi complained for a while in her heart, knowing that she couldn't control the second child when she moved out of her homework now, she simply said: "You can go out of the stall by yourself on the weekend!" I want to rush to the text, so I don't have to urge you! ”

Song Huanyun's eyes widened instantly: "I'm going to participate in a singing competition on Sunday, you don't know!" ”

Song Huanxi didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

Song Huanyun finally reacted in hindsight, and she stomped her foot: "Okay, I won't watch it!" ”

Song Huanxi corrected her: "It's not to urge, it's not that you don't watch." ”

Song Huanyun rolled her eyes: "Don't urge, don't urge!" ”

……

Talking to the second child made Song Huanxi a little late, but fortunately, she was already familiar with the driver, and the driver waited a few more minutes and finally waited for her.

While starting the car, the driver couldn't wait to talk about gossip: "Have you heard, Lin Yinghou's nemesis, is coming to our company!" ”

Good morning!