Chapter 268

"I'll change my clothes first." Lin Xiaoshu cherishes the new clothes his brother bought and doesn't wear them at home.

"I'll go too..." Mu Changqing also got up. Her nephew's vision was wrong, which made her feel a little hot in her chest and behind.

... the little guy also said he was not lecherous~

Mu Changqing's stomach Fei, then happily went into the bedroom, changed his clothes with Lin Xiaoshu and came out again.

"What happened to you today?" My aunt didn't listen to Lin Xiaoshu and asked Lin Xiaoxian directly.

"In a word, it was stolen." Lin Xiaoxian fiddles with his new mobile phone.

"Stolen?"

"Well, I was cheated."

"Also confused!" Lin Xiaoshu added loudly.

"Er... Let's not talk about this for the time being..."

Lin Xiaoxian actually felt that strictly speaking, he was not confused. He just felt compassionate when he saw the girl's despondency.

People, normal people, seeing such a strange and beautiful girl down and out, will certainly raise sympathy at the first time.

"Mr. Dongguo was confused to save the wolf, but only if he knew it was a wolf. The child looked like a poor little cat... So... Cough..."

Lin Xiaoxian tried to argue. As a result, he saw that his sister's face was not good-looking and shut up immediately.

"Sue... Don't list... What do you mean?"

The little aunt on one side looked confused and paid special attention to different things.

"Brother said it means praising people's beauty. I believed it before, but now I don't believe it." Lin Xiaoshu complained.

"No, aunt, don't you know Russian?"

Lin Xiaoxian is surprised. This is maozi's national curse. It's very classic.

"My little Russian... Monica taught me all... She didn't teach me that..."

The little aunt said that she was only half hanging, which is also true. Lin Xiaoxian remembered that she was really stumbling when she called Monica.

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Maybe Lin Xiaoxian really brought his own skills. When the three talked about it, my aunt's phone rang.

"Oh, it's Monica ~"

The little aunt shook her mobile phone, and then ran to the balcony to make a phone call. Because of the discussion, she was a little embarrassed to let Lin Xiaoxian hear her poor Russian.

“￥@%%？”

“！*… ￥”

“￥@%…！！”

......

Outside the balcony, Lin Xiaoxian heard a little tongue flicking, but it was very astringent.

No wonder my aunt said she couldn't play her tongue before. She felt really stiff when she heard it.

Understandable.

If your mother tongue is not Russian or Spanish, it's really hard for those who don't have talent to practice.

In the final analysis, practice makes perfect and improves the flexibility and flexibility of the tongue. My aunt's tongue has not been trained yet, so it is naturally difficult to play the tongue.

“￥@%￥”

“#^$...￥”

......

After talking for a while, my aunt hung up and came in, pursed her mouth and looked at Lin Xiaoxian strangely for a while.

"What are you talking about?"

Because of the meeting with the blonde girl, Lin Xiaoxian's interest in Monica also increased. He opened a bag of dried fish and lured them to his legs. He asked while rolling.

"Monica said... She wanted... Let me tell you something..."

"Me?"

"Meow?! Meow ~ ~ "

Surprised, Lin Xiaoxian slipped his hand and fed the dried fish backwards. He poked Tuan Tuan's Chrysanthemum area and made Tuan Tuan stare round and call it fun.

"What did she say?"

"Izvineki..." the little aunt opened her mouth with some embarrassment.

"What the hell?"

"I'm sorry."

Lin Xiaoxian was even more at a loss. If he wanted to say sorry, he should say sorry to Monica. After all, he dealt with the things that others gave her for self-defense.

"What about another sentence?"

"Spar... Saba, that means [thank you]."

Lin Xiaoxian pondered. Instead of asking the reason first, he asked:

"Thank you and sorry, which one did she say first?"

Mu Changqing didn't expect him to ask such a strange question. He recalled and confirmed:

"Sparseba first!"

That's the first thing to say, thank you.

In the general communication logic, when two different emotional expressions appear at the same time, people tend to put the words with more emotional color first.

Simple psychology, Xia luoqiu's little girl will, and Lin Xiaoxian will. Just read more miscellaneous books at ordinary times.

So Lin Xiaoxian was a little relieved. If Monica said sorry first, Lin Xiaoxian would worry about whether she had done something terrible to him quietly for some purpose.

For example, she was arrested for breaking into customs with her mysterious black box, and then involved herself?

Or quietly implanted some kind of chip into my aunt?

......

Although it sounds ridiculous, nothing is impossible in that magical land called America.

"So Monica, why did she thank me?"

"She said... Thanks to you, someone found it."

"Who?"

"Number 10."

"Shi... Hao? Who? "

Lin Xiaoxian first thought of the protagonist of Chen Yigeng's finished world. In addition, he had no impression of the name "Shi Hao".

He was absent-minded and fed Tuan Tuan in reverse. Mu Changqing couldn't see it anymore. He grabbed Tuan Tuan and fed him himself:

"Number 10 is Monica's student."

"Is Monica a teacher?" Lin Xiaoxian is a little confused.

"Anyway, according to her, it used to be. I didn't do other work with me since I came to Hawaii..."

"Stop, stop."

Lin Xiaoxian interrupted, as if he understood why Mu Changqing's face was very strange, and his mood immediately became complicated:

"Aunt, where is the 10th you said... Now?"

"We've been here for a month."

"How old is she...?"

"The details are not clear. According to Monica's description, it should be similar to a small book."

under age? And lost contact in a foreign country?

Really?

Lin Xiaoxian feels dizzy:

"... what about her... Her parents?"

"Dead. When she was 7 years old, her parents were tied into a human flesh bomb and exploded in front of her."

My aunt's tone was full of regret, and Lin Xiaoxian and Lin Xiaoshu held their breath and suspected that they had heard wrong:

"No... this... Aunt, what's her way? What ingredients? Where are you from? "

Lin Xiaoxian repeatedly asked three questions. Mu Changqing only knew the last two:

"Monica said that No. 10 is a Sino Russian hybrid. She was born in Chechnya and grew up in Syria."

“......”

Lin Xiaoxian and his sister looked at each other and felt very funny. At the same time, they couldn't help but believe it. They didn't know what expression to show for a moment.

After a brief silence, Lin Xiaoxian walked two circles in the living room, digested these magical information, felt some unreal shock, grabbed his hair and lay powerlessly on the Yoga Mat:

"Aunt, so... The blonde thief we met today... Is the 10th?"

For people living in peace, the background of the 10th is too complex, but Lin Xiaoxian estimates that it should be more common in those troubled areas.

"She is not."

"Huh? No? "

Lin Xiaoxian sat up from the fragrant yoga mat and was surprised.

"Who is she?"

"Monica said she was number eight."

“......”

Lin Xiaoxian is in a mess.