insulting sven.
he calmly replied: "boldly diaomin, the imperial front mouth out of the wild words, damned."
...... you're sick, right?
ling song didn't pay any more attention.
wen yuanchu, who was reading a book, suddenly spoke up: "only primary school students fight the glory of the king."
ling song choked, "i just like it, can't i?" who said that only elementary school students can play? "the
person who scolds you is most likely a primary school student, maybe even younger than chao chao."
ling song choked directly.
"unload the game, if you want to play the game, at least wait until the results return to the previous level."
ling song was reluctant, but was stared at by wen yuanchu's eyes, he instigated again, the mobile phone was taken by wen yuanchu, and only symbolically resisted, and did not dare to create more times.
obviously, this person is not the regent, but this subconscious reaction is really deeply rooted.
ling song was secretly distressed, and deeply felt that this would not work.
wen yuanchu didn't know that he was thinking about some of these things.
help him delete the glory of the king, click on his wechat, and then take out his mobile phone and add the number.
he asked ling song: "will wechat be used?"
ling song "oh" a sound: "my mother taught, simple."
"in the future, don't use voice input, just use the pinyin keyboard."
ling song chose to shut up.
wen yuanchu returned the phone to him.
ling song glanced at it, this person's wechat head was a piece of ginkgo biloba leaf, and the golden brilliance was very gratifying.
speaking of which, in the courtyard of the xingqing palace, he also planted a ginkgo biloba plant by himself.
i don't know if the tree is still there.
even if it has not been cut down by future generations, it should have been handed over to the state now, right?
...... it would be nice to have a chance to see it again in the future.
ling song was thinking wildly, and his mind ran away again.
wen yuanchu looked at his watch and reminded him: "let's continue the class." ling song returned
to god and absent-mindedly picked up the pen.
at noon, wen yuanchu stayed at ling's house for dinner.
at the dinner table, ling mu asked him how ling song was studying and whether he needed to repeat the grade.
wen yuanchu took a look at ling song and said, "ling song is very smart, all the knowledge points will be learned once, spend more thought, before the third year of high school should be able to catch up, i will also say to teacher ma tomorrow, you can rest assured."
the ling family breathed a sigh of relief.
ling song bowed his head and grilled rice.
the man boasted of his cleverness in the face of the prince regent,...... blame it.
he didn't have a word of good in his mouth before, only that he was weak, stupid, and incompetent.
in contrast, wen yuanchu was really a good person.
after eating, ling mu reminded them to rest for a while before going to class.
wen yuanchu leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to recuperate.
ling song was lying on the bed, holding her mobile phone, and was trying to use the pinyin keyboard to send wechat to people.
zhang yang: did wen yuanchu really give you a make-up lesson at your home?
ling song: well, he came last night, he taught very well, i was already in the third grade of primary school math.
publicity:...... the old father was a little worried.
prince de: boss, is there anyone else in your house? wouldn't you just be at home with him?
ling song: why ask this?
of course, i am afraid that the cabbage will be arched by the pig, ah silly girl.
ling song suspected that they had also misunderstood that they were interested in wen yuanchu.
he felt like he was in a panic.
he had lived two lifetimes, and he had never even touched the little hand of the girl's family, but now he was misunderstood, and he could not ask for a man with the same face as the enemy of the previous life.
it was miserable.
to say this is to blame the regent.
in the third year of his ascension to the throne, the regent was forced by the pressure of the courtiers to reluctantly set him a family affair, and his fiancée was the daughter of a erpin official, and after the marriage, his grandmother and mother died of illness one after another, and before the girl could finish her filial piety, he died of a life.
matthew fu always said that the regent had a bad heart and did not want him to marry the emperor to stay, so he deliberately chose a fiancée for him with a bunch of sick seedlings in the family.
ling song was deeply impressed.
wincher was so bad.
his head was caught in the door to like wen yuanchu who looked like him.
sit back at your desk.
the wechat group was still ringing, wen yuanchu's eyes moved over, ling song quickly covered the screen with his hands, and did not let him see the nonsense of those diao people.
"what to see?" he deliberately raised his voice and looked at it again and dug your eyes.
wen yuanchu ignored him and pushed the topic that had just come out: "i have done these ten questions, and then i will talk about the content later."
ling song instantly collapsed his face.
"why is it so hard? this is not the same as what you said before.
"there is no super-outline, the knowledge points are just mixed, only the basic questions will not be done, and the exam will not only test the basic questions."
"what to do?"
"think for yourself."
villain.
it was not until ten o'clock in the evening that ling song was let go, and the sending buddha generally sent wen yuanchu away.
before leaving, wen yuanchu reminded him: "go to bed early, i will come back tomorrow morning." huh
.
after taking a bath, ling song went to bed and weakly replied in the wechat group.
ling song: the back is sore and the body is sore, and xiao dezi quickly comes to serve him.
prince de:.
zhang yang:.
others:.
ling song: what do you mean?
the group was silent for a full half minute.
prince de: boss ,...... what happened to you by wen yuanchu?
ling song: he was so bad that he deliberately tossed and turned.
he had obviously learned that the bastard had done all those weird problems to make him difficult.
he thought he was a good man.
sure enough, like the regent, he had a bad heart.
the group fell into an eerie silence again.
ling song didn't feel it, no one spoke, he didn't bother to say it, he quit with his hand, and saw that there was new news coming in.