Ziyan heard his mother's question and thought with his chin in his small hand.

Dancing is also fun, but her legs will hurt. You can play games in English class and talk with children hand in hand. She likes playing games!

"Mom, I choose English." yeziyan looked up and said to Anzi Nuan.

The answer was similar to an xiaonuan's idea, so he was ready to go to the front desk to sign up for yeziyan.

After the yeziyan election, an xiaonuan asked Ruan Qingwei which one to choose.

"Let me dance for Zi Lan Bao. I don't think she is a character who can sit down." Ruan Qingwei said helplessly.

An xiaonuan nodded, then took yeziyan's hand and walked towards the front desk, ready to sign her up.

After registering for her, the four returned to sign up for Zi Lan.

But before I got to the front desk, I saw the teacher who had just brought them in talking to a parent.

The atmosphere looks tense.

"Do you want to see it? If the atmosphere here is bad, we'll change another place," Ruan Qingwei said.

Ann xiaonuan thought so, so they slowed down and pricked up their ears to listen to the movement over there.

"I came here because I like your teachers, and I heard that you are also a partner of a well-known university. I didn't expect you to be so snobbish!" a woman in cheongsam led a little girl and stood in front of the ugly teacher.

The teacher was in a cold sweat, but had to lose a smiling face and said, "madam, this place is the door. There are so many people coming and going. It's not good for you and me when so many people see it. Why don't we change a place to talk well."

He had no problem with this, but the woman in cheongsam didn't agree. She picked up the little girl in her hand and said coldly, "I know you're just employees. It's hard to do, but you tell the people behind you that good and evil will be rewarded!"

Then she took her daughter and left.

After an Xiaowen and Ruan Qingwei paused, smiled apologetically at the two people and said, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, but you look like you're going to send your children to class here. I know a little about the shareholders of this interest class and advise you not to come here for class and change another one."

Then push the door and leave.

The teacher who had just wiped the cold sweat ran over and said, "no, the parent misunderstood us just now. It has nothing to do with us. You can let your children go to school safely. I promise I will take good care of your children!"

This is a big order. We can't lose it in his hands! Or you'll be scolded by your boss!

An Xiaowen and Ruan Qingwei looked at each other, and finally decided to choose another place.

The two picked and chose. Finally, they chose an English class with a very good reputation for yeziyan. Only then did they return with Ruan Qingwei and report to Zilan for a dance class.

After returning home, an xiaonuan talked about today's affairs with Lord Yeming.

"Originally I wanted to report the same class for the two children. Ziziyan prefers English, so we didn't report a class, so we still have to trouble mom in the future." an xiaonuan said after washing and sitting next to Lord Yeming.

After that, she began to talk about the woman she met today and the English class they eliminated.

Lord Yeming just listened to her talk about these fine things.

Although her itinerary was reported to herself at any time, it was a different taste to hear her say it in a happy and angry way.

It's already seven o'clock in the evening. After Ziyan finished his class, he was picked up by Ning Wanyuan. Ziyu and Zirui have also returned to the room. There are only two people in the living room, an xiaonuan and Yeming Jue.

"Well, OK." Lord Yeming replied simply, saying he already knew, and then held an xiaonuan, who had just taken a bath and was still a little wet, into his arms.

After an xiaonuan sat on his lap, his face blushed.

She pushed the man's chest and said, "what are you doing? What if Zi Yu and Zi Rui go out and see us like this?"

It's becoming less and less particular! Public is so presumptuous!

Ann xiaonuan spits in her heart.

"It's all right, they won't come out." Yeming didn't say that he had just told the two boys not to come out.

Of course, the two boys refused, but Lord Yeming successfully bought them with the latest computer and collector's electric guitar.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for a third person to appear in the hall now.

"Madam, the double skin milk you just asked me to make is ready." Mom Zhang's voice suddenly came out of the kitchen.

An xiaonuan jumped up from Yeming's leg.

"OK, I'll eat right away!" then he hurried over in his slippers.

Miscalculation! What a miscalculation. Why did you forget that there was a mother Zhang at home? Why did you forget that she was making dessert for Nuan at this point every day?

Night Ming Jue's eyes flashed annoyance, and then decided to talk to Zhang Ma tomorrow.

Unfortunately, the hard-earned electric guitar and his hundreds of thousands didn't get the results he wanted.

What should I buy these two boys next time?

Yeming Jue didn't expect that an xiaonuan had run out of the kitchen.

"Honey, you can taste this. It's really delicious! Mom Zhang has made new products again!" Ann xiaonuan said carefully holding the cup in her hand.

But Lord Yeming was not interested in the dessert in her hand. He looked at a drop of cream at the corner of her mouth.

Compared with dessert, in fact, he likes this ruddy little mouth.

"Has Mama Zhang gone?" asked Lord Yeming,

Ann xiaonuan didn't know why he suddenly asked Zhang's mother, nodded and said, "go, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, but I think I should enjoy my dessert, too."

Before an xiaonuan understood what his words meant, he felt a shadow cast before his eyes, and then his lips were covered.

This man is really dishonest! Why is she coming back? Doesn't it smell good to eat double skin milk yourself?

Finally, an xiaonuan was hugged back to the room by Princess Yeming because of her soft legs. She secretly vowed that she would never stay in the living room where there were only two of them for even one more minute in the future!

After Ziyan's interest class decided, an xiaonuan threw himself into his design room again.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Lord Yeming felt that the position beside him was cold.

He sat up abruptly.

"Warm?" where are the people?

He put on the houseclothes beside the bed and went straight to the warm design room.

He can only think of this place.

"What's the matter?" an xiaonuan looked up from a pile of design documents and saw the man who suddenly came in.

She had a dream last night, and then she had a lot of inspiration in her mind. She couldn't wait to draw the design before dawn.