Cute baby in power: Quan Shao asks for marriage for the second time

Chapter 211 Teach Him 5
So he retracted gently, and couldn't help but want to go up to stop his speed.

"I'll finish writing for you, and you learn slowly." After Zhuang Kuku finished speaking, he ignored Lin Mengmeng and quickly finished writing all the grids in a line.

"You've finished writing, what else do I have to write? How do I learn?" Seeing that the blank grids were filled by Zhuang Kuku's strokes, Lin Mengmeng felt extremely wronged, and her clear eyes were instantly blindfolded. A layer of water mist blurred his vision. He looked at the textbook with teary eyes, and then raised his head to look at Zhuang Kuku.

"Okay, I'm really afraid of you, you can imitate and write the next word yourself." Seeing Lin Mengmeng's pitiful appearance, Zhuang Kuku frowned slightly, and stuffed the pen into Lin Mengmeng's hand, helplessly Said.

That expression is slightly angry like a 30-year-old adult who has nothing to do with his child.

Lin Mengmeng took the pen, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and began to imitate the complicated words on it stroke by stroke.

He has never written these characters in kindergarten. His kindergarten characters are all very simple characters, from simple capital one to ten, up and down, left and right, gold, wood, water, fire and earth. These strokes are simple, so Zhuang Kuku got When it came to the Chinese textbook, I thought it was pediatrics, and within a few minutes, I slowly finished writing a page of blank paper. After a big stretch, Zhuang Kuku began to write all his textbooks in one go. It doesn't matter if it's neat or not when throwing it in the schoolbag, he just needs to be fast, and throw it aside after packing it.

"This kind of book is very easy to break." Lin Mengmeng saw his beloved book being thrown in so roughly by Zhuang Kuku, and felt distressed. She let go of the pen and went up to get the schoolbag, took out the book and rearranged it in the storage go in.

"You stop."

Suddenly Zhuang Kuku's angry voice was full of harshness.

"You don't hurry to write, what are you going to do when you get home?" Zhuang Kuku snatched the schoolbag from Lin Mengmeng's hand, and then zipped it up again.

"But..." Lin Mengmeng stretched out her hand in the air, wanting to grab the schoolbag, but she knew deeply that he couldn't grab Zhuang Kuku, so... she frowned, with a strange expression on her face.

He knew that he really couldn't write without writing now, because he was afraid of the old witch, so he could only sleep with his quilt covered when he got home, and he didn't even dare to go out the door.

So, with a heartbeat and a small fist, I gave up the urge to rearrange my schoolbag, and continued to devote myself to the battle of writing.

Zhuang Kuku was reading his children's stories, and he felt very boring when he looked at them. Those stories were all deceiving children, so he shrugged and threw the book aside, which was no fun.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he excitedly ran barefoot to the door, put his ear to the door, and listened to the sound from outside.

There were "sizzling" and "huchihuchi" outside, as well as the sound of spatulas and pans touching, and cooking.

Zhuang Kuku twitched his small eyebrows for other voices that seemed to be silent, thinking, "Daddy is too boring, and I don't know how to cultivate a relationship with Mommy outside alone."

"What are you listening to again?" Lin Mengmeng looked at Zhuang Kuku's little butt sticking to the door like a gecko. Lin Mengmeng was also a little curious and wanted to go down and listen.

"Don't move, write carefully." Zhuang Kuku turned his head, looked at Lin Mengmeng sternly, and said.

(End of this chapter)