When she walked into the kitchen, she saw a bowl of noodles and chopsticks in the garbage can, which seemed to be carelessly thrown into it.
Who's been here.
After all, her son can't cook.
Looking for his mother, he went upstairs and stood in front of his son's door for a long time, then knocked on the door calmly.
After a long time, the inside was opened, showing a beautiful and lovely, but cold expression of the face.
Juvenile deep blue pupil, reflecting the light, there is a sense of impatience. Pale pink thin lips gently raised, but the arc is not friendly, but some strange lazy, and bad.
Black broken hair disordered, a few wisps of hair standing on the top of the head, looks more lovely.
However, such a lovely young man picked his eyebrows and said coldly, "why knock on my door?"
Hearing his tone, he was angry at his mother.
But she didn't want to quarrel. She restrained her displeasure and asked him, "who cleaned up the living room? I see the garbage can in the kitchen and a bowl of rice. Who made it? "
The young man squinted and cocked his head.
He leaned against the doorframe, and his expression was somewhat ironic: "you bought it to watch me, tutor."
Looking for mother Leng for a while, "small Chu came?"
She frowned tightly. "They cleaned up the living room and made you a bowl of noodles? Then you... "
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party. The young man raised a beautiful smile, "I threw that bowl of rice into the garbage can, didn't you see it? I also let her go. "
Looking for his mother's teeth, he was angry and helpless, "can you understand something? That's a tutor from my mother. How can you treat people like this
The young man raised his hand thoughtfully, and his white fingertips rubbed his lips. His pale brown lips were very attractive. He raised his eyebrows and said lazily: "ah Why can't you do this to her? You don't know. I don't like women. If you find me a male teacher, I might be more interested. "
Hearing this, looking for his mother was like being touched by the scales, and he was furious, "what are you talking about?"
The young man raised his eyebrows slightly and did not open his mouth against the door frame.
Looking for a mother to stare at him, also lazy to speak, take out the mobile phone, dial to the little teacher in the past.
Looking at her action, she did not close the door and went back to her room. Instead, she waited lazily against the door frame.
Yu Chu is still talking to his mother.
Mother and daughter are chatting on the phone when a call prompt is inserted. Yu Chu takes down his mobile phone and takes a look at it. It's the parent number he called that day.
She said a few words to the original mother, hung up the phone here, and then connected the number.
"Hello?" Calm and gentle female voice way.
Looking for his mother's hands-free, the voice clearly passed into the youth's ears, and he raised his curly eyelashes.
Yu Chu held the phone, and an apologetic female voice came from the other end: "I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, our family ah Xun doesn't know how to make trouble for you."
The boy drooped his eyelashes.
The voice in the hands-free is still soft and gentle, "it doesn't matter, he's fine."
The young man gave a slight sneer, and his delicate and lovely eyebrows and eyes were smiling, like mockery.
Looking for a mother to stare at him, and apologized, "that small Chu, you see, you still have time to come over next week?"
There was a pause.
Xun Zhou stares at the milk can on the counter.
Finally, the girl said, "well, free."
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