Chapter 8: You Idiot
Zhaozhao: "......"
She swept Tang Xinyue up and down, "Ma Ma, are you wearing this, did you see that insurance uncle yesterday? ”
She almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and she didn't realize that her own hemp was taken advantage of.
But she is still a three-year-old child, and a three-year-old child can't understand much, so she can only remind Tang Xinyue euphemistically.
"Who taught you, this idea is wrong, all women are no different in body structure, they will learn it in biology class in the future, and besides, he has seen it all, and I can't stop him from seeing this established fact, besides, I wear more conservative than a bikini, and I don't need to be ashamed. ”
Zhaozhao: "......"
Ma Ma is really cheating, but she has reason to suspect that Tang Xinyue is the first time to encounter this kind of problem, and she doesn't know how to deal with it, so she chooses a wonderful logic to try to convince herself.
After Tang Xinyue finished speaking, she felt that a three-year-old child should not understand these words.
She put a bathrobe over her clothes and walked out with Akira in her arms.
The owner of this house didn't let him in, so Fu Su was still standing at the door, but the look in his eyes changed from amazed to calm.
"He's a guest, please pour him a glass of water!" Tang Xinyue sat down expressionlessly and pointed to the sofa opposite.
Only then did the nanny put away her scrutinizing eyes and hurriedly served the guest a cup of hot tea.
Fu Su sat on the sofa, and his eyes fell on the big and small opposite, "I'm not selling insurance, I'm Fu Su." ”
Tang Xinyue reacted for a moment, and finally remembered who Fu Su was, his face softened from the deliberate one just now, and his attitude was as cold as ice.
The speed of this change of face made Fu Su inexplicable, and even gave him the illusion that he was not as good as a seller of insurance and deserved to be respected.
Could it be that Tang Xinyue had already guessed his intention and knew that he was here to get out of the marriage, so he was so cold?
"It seems that Miss Tang has remembered who I am, and I came today to discuss something with Miss Tang. ”
Fu Su leaned on the sofa, his face was lazy, with a sense of nobility, at this time his fingers unconsciously rubbed his lower lip, "Although we are also considered to be the right people, but I have a very bad reputation, if Miss Tang doesn't know, you can inquire, even if you get married, I'm afraid you have to go out to mess with flowers, I don't think Miss Tang wants to marry someone like me, it's better for you to go to Tang's house first......"
Zhao Zhao was holding a reading pen and poking the reader, and the English fool kept coming from the reader, and the little milk voice followed the word fool, fool.
Then I clicked on the Chinese pronunciation, and the female voice on the reader was slow to bite the standard: idiot, fool, stupid, stupid.
Click the pen and then click the short sentence: You fool!
Click the reading pen and then translate: You idiot!
Fu Su: "......"
If it weren't for the fact that this little kid was only three years old, and his body was three years old, he would have doubted that this little thing was connotating him.
Tang Xinyue looked at Zhao Zhao, "Noisy, go back to your room to play." ”
Zhao Zhao threw the reader aside, and the small milk bag rubbed Tang Xinyue's arm, "No, no, no, you don't understand, you can't play alone with a bad uncle." ”
Fu Su raised his eyebrows, "Why am I a bad uncle?"
Because he and her mother divorced, so he is a bad person?
Only three years old, know so much?
"Just, on the TV, bang bang, and the murderer looks like it, very fierce, this person looks fierce. Zhao Zhao hid behind Tang Xinyue, looked at Fu Su nervously, and was about to cry.
Tang Xinyue comforted her expressionlessly, "He just looks alike, he's not a murderer." ”