Roll at the apex of the paranoid emperor

Chapter 472 Mom Has No Time To Accompany Me, You Accompany Me

Lan Jin'er seemed to know what Liuli was going to say to Han Xiaonian, she raised her eyes to Liuli, raised her eyebrows, with a hint of provocation.

Han Xiaonian looked up at the displaced person, "What's wrong?"

Seeing Lan Jin'er's complacent expression, Liu Li looked like he was 'fearless', without any guilt, as if he was sure that his master would not believe what he said.

And he is likely to be punished for saying the wrong thing.

Wandering for a while, he glared at Lan Jin'er angrily, nodded and said to Han Xiaonian: "Miss Lan is fine, please don't worry, Lord."

……

After dinner, Lan Jin'er ran to the desk in the bedroom and began to work hard on her thesis.

She is 23 and only a freshman. If she doesn't work hard, she won't even have the chance to work hard.

Xiao Naibao went to find Lan Jiner, and seeing that Lan Jiner was busy, she didn't bother her.

With short legs, he came to the study to look for Han Xiaonian.

"Father, Mom doesn't have time to accompany me, so you accompany me." The little milk bag ran to Han Xiaonian, raised his head, and looked at Han Xiaonian.

"..." Liuli silently glanced at Han Xiaonian who was reading the document.

Miss Lan is busy, the Lord is even more busy!

Han Xiaonian flipped through the documents, raised his eyes slightly and squinted at the little milk bag, and parted his thin lips: "Go and write the English letters twice first."

"But the baby is not yet three years old. With such a small hand, I can't hold a pen well."

The little milk bag clumsily lifted up her sleeves, and showed her tender hands to Han Xiaonian.

The Year of the Cold Owl: "..."

Displaced: "..."

Is it serious that the young master is so cute!

Vagrant silently looked at his master suspiciously.

If it wasn't for the young master's face that was very similar to his master's, he really doubted that the young master was not his master's child.

The little Naibao's big round eyes lit up, she looked up at Han Xiaonian, and said to Han Xiaonian with crooked eyebrows, "Why don't you teach me how to write, Dad? Just like you taught my mother before."

Han Xiaonian: "No time."

The little milk bag frowned unhappily, and pouted, "You have time to teach your mother."

Han Xiaonian looked dazed for a moment, as if recalling something, "She...is a bit stupid and needs to be taught."

The little milk bag resentfully said: "Oh, then the baby won't let you teach it, the baby is not stupid."

The Year of the Cold Owl: "..."

……

at the same time.

Lan Jin'er finally worked hard to finish writing a paper, and touched the baby in her womb.

The little devil was relatively well-behaved in her womb, and he didn't torment her.

Recently, there was another exam, which was the first exam since she entered Ninth National University.

When she was in high school, she repeated her studies for two years before barely entering the Ninth National University.

So the scores are presented in the school as a scumbag.

No, plus the three years of her amnesia, her life in high school was no longer as simple as repeating for two years, but repeating for five years.

She spent eight years in her high school study career!

Fuck!
Thinking that her memory was blocked by Han Xiaonian by the woman with the severed hand, Lan Jiner helped her forehead with a headache.

At her current age, she graduated from college so fucking early.

Should Han Xiaonian trick her like this!

……

After the girl finished writing her thesis, she tidied up her books, went to the bathroom to wash up, and lay down to rest.

She took Han Xiaonian's jade dragon head, and she still tried not to go in the study these days.

Because of her pregnancy, Lan Jin'er has been lethargic recently. She just fell asleep in a daze when she felt someone touch her.

(End of this chapter)