Knowing that Xia Yimo was shy, Mu Jingchen adjusted his posture and put her next to her.

Shun Shun Mao, the girl who was hungry for (身shēn) took out a notebook from the side and threw it on the coffee table, talking about the motivation for discovering these books: "The final exam is coming, and that notebook has the key points I have sorted out for you. ”

"The point?!" As soon as he heard this, Xia Yimo became energetic.

obediently pricked up his little ears, but (love) wagged his tail: "Mu Jingchen, you are the best, I must review it well!" ”

"If you don't do well in the test, don't cry with me!" Mu Jingchen dismantled the platform.

"I'll definitely try!"

Xia Yimo swore that her beautiful eyes were shining with determination, and she would definitely work hard, work hard, and work hard.

Her parents are at home, and they will definitely see the report card, even if they never care about this, but it is a pity that there is an Ann in their class.

On the report card, she resolutely can't be worse than Ann!

Otherwise, I don't know what to expect!

"Well, I'm sure you can do well." As if knowing what she was thinking, Mu Jingchen raised his hand and rubbed her little head, cheering up.

Xia Yimo's heart moved, his eyes looked at him quickly, the tall boy was handsome and handsome, his black hair was dyed like ink, his thin lips were like thin cuts, and his aura was noble and extraordinary, and he wanted to make people flirtatious.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a dark smile, and Xia Yimo said well-behaved: "Husband! ”

The little hand put on his shoulder, lowered his eyes, and gently dropped a kiss.

Collarbone!

The butterfly-like kiss fell, but it touched it badly with its small teeth, as if an electric current was passing through it quickly, spreading throughout the whole (body shēn). His eyes suddenly deepened, Mu Jingchen looked up, and saw the girl jumping up and humming a song, and her heart (情qíng) left with the comics in her arms

It's like, on purpose.

The tail of his eyebrows couldn't help twitching, Mu Jingchen gritted his teeth with a dark face: "Xia Yimo, you come back for me!" ”

"Hee-hee, goodbye husband," at the door, the girl poked a little head, but (love ài) stuck out her tongue, and finally kissed her heart.

Mu Jingchen: "!! ”

This kind of wife cries every minute ((cāo) cāo).

At dinner, An Wei excused herself that her father couldn't rest assured of her and wanted to take her home, and proposed to leave the Mu family.

I'll probably be back home tomorrow morning.

Loved.

So Xia Yimo curled the corners of his mouth and ate half a bowl of rice, and even the cat under the table ate an extra chicken leg.

However, after taking a shower at night, she just came out of the bathroom, wiped her hair and looked at her phone, when she saw a provocative text message

Xia Yimo, Aunt Xia is already my violin teacher, are you happy?

Ann is a pity!

Showing off, proud, arrogant tone, and even without using voice, Ann's disgusting mouth ((cheap jiàn) jiàn) is all clear!

The qi and blood in his heart surged rapidly, but he quickly and calmly pressed down. With a chuckle, Xia Yimo took the swaggering text message and calmly knocked on An Wei's door.

When he entered the door, he asked coldly and unhurriedly: "An Weixi, do you still want to be shameless?" ”

A red (sex xìng) nightdress, An Wei pretended to smile innocently, blinked and asked: "Momo, what did I do and you humiliate me like this?" ”

Xia Yimo looked at her with a sarcastic smile and watched her continue to perform.

"Oops, Aunt Xia gave me the signed piano and forgot to receive it in the piano case!" Suddenly, An Wei pretended to be a note (sex xìng) and said badly, with a hint of showing off: "This is the piano used by Auntie in the latest competition, it's such an honor!" ”

Xia Yimo didn't glance at her coldly, as if looking at a mentally retarded person.

Pushing the box to the corner where the violin was, An Wei said with a happy face: "The violin sent by Aunt Xia, the suitcase that Aunt Xia just helped me sort out, this is the happiest thing (情qíng)." ”

The heart suddenly contracted.

Xia Yimo's calm little face finally appeared in a crack.