Chapter 216

In the weekend class QQ group, Lin Xiaoxian is downloading the sorted review outline of various subjects and preparing to print it.

These outlines are not all issued by the school. A large part of them are collected by the Learning Committee on the Internet. Some are more comprehensive and accurate than those issued by the school. The key is that they are more organized than those issued by the school, which is very convenient for students to remember.

It must be said that Zhou Jia is really a capable and excellent study committee member.

Lin Xiaoxian looked at the progress bar and ran. He was in a daze. Zhou Jia's beautiful little face when he was serious came to mind, with an uncontrollable smile around his mouth.

The review materials have just been downloaded. Lin Xiaoxian is ready to go out and print. He sees Mu Changqing on the sofa on the phone.

She uses neither Chinese nor English, but a strange intonation.

Lin Xiaoxian listened for a while. It seemed to be Russian.

This makes Lin Xiaoxian a little curious.

He didn't go out for the time being. He picked up an orange from the fruit basket and sat down next to Mu Changqing. He peeled it while waiting for her to finish.

“@#￥！%....”

“%*@%....”

I didn't understand the encrypted call, and my aunt was not proficient. She stuttered all the way.

And Mu Changqing is worthy of being Mu Changqing. He doesn't concentrate on making a phone call. As soon as he sees his nephew sitting over, he opens his mouth and points to the orange in his hand.

biu~

Mu Changqing leaned against the other end of the sofa and Lin Xiaoxian leaned against the other end of the sofa and threw the orange petal in his hand into a parabola.

The little aunt's eyes flashed, her white slender neck tilted up, sobbed, swallowed it, and then happily continued to point to her mouth, as if she was interested in this way of play.

Lin Xiaoxian is a little speechless. If it weren't for her elders, she would want to hear it twice.

Mu Changqing continues to call and Lin Xiaoxian continues to throw oranges.

biu~biu~

Oranges, almonds, almonds, plum

"Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian!"

"For what?"

My aunt finally finished the phone call, but she still leaned against the armrest at the other end of the sofa, pressed her finger on her lower lip, looking forward to it:

"Come on, let's continue ~"

"After all the calls, I have no hands?"

"Fun!"

"I can't play. I've thrown everything I can."

At this time, the little aunt's eyes were particularly careful. At one glance, she found that there was a bag of strange flavor Hu beans under the fruit basket of the tea table.

"There! That can also be played! "

"That won't work."

"Why?" Little aunt duzui is so tender that my nephew wants to pinch it.

"If you eat too many peas, do you want to fart or fart?"

"You fart. I never fart!"

"Who are you?"

"I'm a fairy!"

Fairies don't fart. Fairies should smell delicious from the inside out.

Mu Changqing frowned on the thin willow eyebrows, covered her ears and didn't listen to Lin Xiaoxian's nonsense. As soon as her slender legs were lifted, she stepped on Lin Xiaoxian's chest like a spoiled girl.

Not very hard. The soft feet are grasped by a big hand. They are small and exquisite.

"Not this time. Let me do it again!"

"Come on, come on, do you think your smelly feet are fun..."

"Lin Xiaoxian, you say I stink!"

Mu Long Qing was very angry and hard, and the little foot in his hands struggled up. His feet were bent up and sprung on his toes. His toes were warped and stretched. The nail polish hidden in the tip of the stocking was shining with a subtle alluring color.

The palm of his hand crossed the silk stockings with a delicate and smooth touch, and Lin Xiaoxian was in a trance at this time.

Looking at the firm and round heel slightly emitting a warm complexion through the black nylon silk, Mu Changqing's beautiful little feet rubbed in Lin Xiaoxian's hands, giving a burst of charming and unusual beauty.

"Cough, OK, OK, stop..." Lin Xiaoxian let go of her and was ashamed to find that he was reluctant to part with her.

"Who makes you say I stink..." Mu Changqing also felt something strange, as if he had tossed a little more. Just now his legs were so long, he could feel Lin Xiaoxian's breath gently spraying on the center of his feet, some hot itching.

"I'm a younger generation. I have no taboo. Your feet don't smell at all, okay?"

"No! And xiangxiangda ~ "

"Yes, it doesn't smell, and it's fragrant."

It's not exactly to coax her. When he just held her foot, Lin Xiaoxian didn't smell a smell. On the contrary, the tip of his nose was always surrounded by a charming fragrance like a wild rose.

This makes Lin Xiaoxian can't help but secretly say that he is a little abnormal now. My aunt will fool around like this several times and torture the abnormal reserve into a abnormal one sooner or later.

Lin Xiaoxian is still young and doesn't want to be the whole. He also wants to continue to be a mentally healthy spiritual guy.

"Yes, I almost forgot, aunt, what kind of bird language did you just call?"

"Russian."

It's really Russian.

"But I don't speak well. I can't play my tongue." My aunt honestly admitted her shortcomings and opened her mouth to Lin Xiaoxian to see her little tongue.

"So who are you calling? Is it the former bear roommate? "

"No, it's Monica."

"Isn't Monica German Japanese? She speaks Russian? "

"Yes, she grew up in Russia and her mother tongue is Russian."

Mu Changqing said before that Monica is silent, but she is not silent. When communicating with people in Russian, she can often say a few more words.

"What did you call her to say?"

"Nothing, just talk about my life during this time... Oh, yes, she lent me the thing you handled before."

"Ah? What's her attitude? "

"She... Didn't speak. Anyway, she doesn't care. Monica has a cool black box. She has all kinds of firepower in it, and she doesn't lack that one."

“......”

Lin Xiaoxian's face turned green.

Black box... Russian... Firepower

My aunt's life on the other side of the ocean is still full of magic atmosphere

In that magical place, Lin Xiaoxian lived a magical life with his aunt. Lin Xiaoxian was vaguely worried that Monica would not be a magical woman, too?

It seems that in a movie, the protagonist can kill all over the world for a beloved weapon.

Will Monica be handled by Lin Xiaoxian because of her own things, and then parachuted to the door in an armed helicopter

Lin Xiaoxian quickly shook his head to wake up when he thought of this.

No, movies are movies, and reality is reality. You can't make your brain magic because of imagination

"Xiao Xian."

"Say."

"I'm so tired of calling. I seem hungry."

“......”

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Zhou family.

"Dad, it's dinner."

“......”

Zhou Aimin sat in a rocking chair, staring at the TV with some sluggish eyes, and didn't promise.

Zhou Jia frowned and shouted again:

"Dad!"

"Ah... Ah?"

"Dinner."

"Oh, coming..."

I don't know what happened these two days. Zhou Jia found that her father Zhou Aimin was always absent-minded.

Not only that, every time at the dinner table, he always looks like he wants to talk and stop.