Chapter 1269

Lou tianqin came down from the third floor with sweat and hormones all over his body, and the barrier muscles between his waist and abdomen were like shadows when walking.

Jiang Xiaomi holds the spoon and stares at him as he steps down slowly.

Lou tianqin picked up the towel hanging around his neck and casually tried the corner of his eye: "give me a cup of coffee, thank you."

Housekeeper Yu went to the kitchen.

Taking advantage of the absence of people around, Jiang Xiaomi carefully leaned out of his body: "are you okay?"

Lou tianqin looked at her strangely: "what's the matter?"

Jiang Xiaomi simply pulled the chair to his side: "we are husband and wife. What's wrong with communication? Honestly, do you have any pressure or something unpleasant recently."

The man screwed up his eyebrows and said, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Housekeeper Yu brought hot coffee. Lou Shicheng came down from upstairs, his face full of fatigue.

A woman quickly moved her eyes to her son: "how do you look like you're not old?"

Lou Shicheng looked at him helplessly.

Last night, I didn't know what stimulation his father had received. He didn't sleep in the middle of the night and had to pull himself out of bed to talk about the subject.

Lou Shicheng said, "nothing. I was a little tired after writing my homework for a long time last night. Mommy, it's okay."

Jiang Xiaomi feels a little strange. Is there so much homework in grade one?

I remember when I was in grade one, I did my homework while watching TV. After watching the cartoon, I finished my homework.

Jiang Xiaomi calls this' a combination of work and rest '.

"Young master, what would you like to eat?" Housekeeper Yu knows his hard work. At a young age, he has to learn so much cultural knowledge every day. It hurts to see it.

Lou Shicheng moved his little ass and sat on the stool: "milk yellow bag."

Jiang Xiaomi hurriedly dragged the stool and sat next to his son: "what homework did you do so badly?"

Lou Shicheng said, "geometric proof."

"Learned this at such a young age?" The little woman was shocked. If she guessed correctly, she should have learned it in junior high school.

Lou tianqin cleared his voice: "Jiang Hanbo is about to read the third day of junior high school. If this boy doesn't step up, he will be left behind sooner or later."

Jiang Xiaomi covered his mouth: "... Feelings are learned by jumping?"

Lou tianqin disagreed: "otherwise?"

In terms of education, Jiang Xiaomi has no say. She used to study in art schools. Art schools don't value cultural scores. It's OK to reach the pass line of 60 points.

As a learning scum, where is she qualified to guide the curriculum arrangement of Xueba.

But from the perspective of the old mother, she said tactfully: "I'm not afraid to make my son tired?"

Lou tianqin sipped his coffee and said, "what a loving mother and a defeated son are talking about is people like you."

Jiang Xiaomi was a little unconvinced: "I think..."

"Do you think children should have a perfect and complete childhood, instead of losing their original innocence because of study every day?" Lou tianqin helped her finish the rest.

Jiang Xiaomi pursed his lips: "that's almost what it means."

Lou tianqin put down his coffee and said, "apart from the spiritual level, if we distinguish by ability, people can be divided into three, six, nine and so on."

"People at the bottom only want to feed and clothe themselves, regardless of others. A little higher, they can be self-sufficient and benefit their children and grandchildren, but for high-level people, they have to feed not only themselves, but also tens of thousands of people, including their families."

Lou tianqin looked at Jiang Xiaomi again: "do you understand what I said?"

Jiang Xiaomi silently picked up his chopsticks, took a milk yellow bag and sent it to his son's bowl: "eat more. In the future, tens of thousands of people are waiting for you to feed."

Lou Shicheng purred, and his attitude was very positive.

After breakfast, Lou tianqin went to take a bath, while Jiang Xiaomi was ready to continue his undercover operation.

Arriving at the company, Jiang Xiaomi saw the mobile phone on his desk at a glance. When he opened it, it was all from Pu Shixun.

She felt a pang of guilt.

She said she would invite someone to dinner, but she ran away in advance.

"Hello, this is XX sales office. Do you need to buy a house, invest? Need..."

"Jiang Xiaomi?"

Park Shixun, who received the call, was very shocked. He made so many calls to her last night and didn't answer any of them.

People around are busy with their own affairs, and no one pays attention to her. Jiang Xiaomi holds the microphone and whispers, "I'm so sorry, my mobile phone fell on the table last night..."

Park Shixun pondered for a moment on the other end of the phone and said slowly, "sorry, I missed my appointment last night."

He felt sorry for not being able to keep the appointment because he sent the strange girl to the hospital.

"No, no, no, it's me who should say I'm sorry, I..."

"Can you do me a favor?" He interrupted her.

Jiang Xiaomi was stunned: "what busy?"

"Put a notice of missing persons."

Jiang Xiaomi: "

The man stood in front of the transparent glass wall, and everyone was in a hurry below. It seemed that there was no duckweed to rely on, no landing or return.

He stretched out his slender index finger and drew circles aimlessly on the glass.

This move stunned Lu Qinglong who came in.

He had never seen Park Shihun so... So idle.

Lu Qinglong put the documents away and left the office silently.

"I accidentally bumped into a girl last night..."

It's really a crazy move - ask your sweetheart to help find your favorite.

"And then?" Jiang Xiaomi asked.

"I... I want to find her."

Park Shixun's words are very vague and depressing.

Jiang Xiaomi just felt that a white light 'whew' in front of him had to flash, and then exploded in front of him.

He... He wants to find the girl who was hit last night? This... This is too dog blood.

Jiang Xiaomi held his head and began to organize language in his head.

How on earth should I tell him that she was the one last night?

I'm so worried.

Just as she was thinking hard about how to explain the context to each other, park Shixun at the other end of the phone suddenly said, "you'll help me, won't you?"

Jiang Xiaomi was shocked and his words were blocked.

She is absolutely duty bound to do other things. Even if Park Shixun asks for a nude photo of Lou tianqin, she can get it for him.

But how can she help with this?

"What's the matter? It's difficult?"

"No, no, No." Jiang Xiaomi quickly denied: "I'll try it for you, try it?"

Jin Gui's indifferent man raised a smile, and the gentle color spread out under his eyes.

This smile is really -- thousands of pear blossoms bloom.

"I won't tell you. I have to hang up. There are other calls here." Jiang Xiaomi lowered her voice. She saw the supervisor coming this way.

"Good!"

"Bye!"

Park Shixun paused: "Jiang Xiaomi."

"Huh?"

"Goodbye."

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