Chapter 35 He Jingxue

It's really troublesome, because He Qiu ignored Fu Yuling all the way.

To be precise, he ignored no one and stood aside with a stinky face.

But he is not easy to be ignored, so at Fu Yuling's house, Fu Yuling and He Wen sat in rows, all four pairs of eyes staring at He Qiu who was sitting on the side and was sulking.

"Is he so easily offended?"

"Xiao Qiu is not angry."

"Brother is good~"

The first sentence was answered by He Wen, and the second sentence was answered by He Anying.

Hearing their answers, she was helpless, so should she be glad that she was the first one to successfully make people angry.

He Qiu came back with Fu Yuling, intending to see if his brothers were doing well, but she actually gave him a piece of candy, something so sweet that he got tired of it.

He planned it, and he didn't forgive her.

She sneaked a few glances at Fu Yuling, at first she was still looking at him, but now this man is teasing He An.

Thinking that he was ignored by others, he felt aggrieved, his mouth was pursed, his head drooped like a daylily, not even knowing that Fu Yuling was sneaking up to him.

"I don't like sugar, so can I give you this?"

Fu Yuling in front of him bent down, holding a paper airplane in his hand, with a peculiar shape, which made He Qiu's eyes light up and he couldn't move his eyes away.

"This is my apology gift to you, you can't be angry if you accept it."

These words made He Qiu hold the hand in place, bit his lip and ran around her.

"I do not want it."

Hearing these words in Fu Yuling's ears means I'm still angry!The kind that can't be coaxed well.

Looking at the villain who has gone away, he shook his head and sighed, the duplicity of the little guy.

It was past three o'clock in the afternoon at this time, and Fu Yuling asked He Wen to take He Xuan and He An to read a picture book, while he went out with the paper airplane in his hand.

Because Li Cuihua gave her confession, most people in the village went out to look for it. People they met on the road were discussing the matter.

In this world, there will never be a shortage of theater.Similarly, there is no shortage of people who "act" at any time.

When she came to He Jingxue's house, the husband she married was from the town, and the house here was made for the convenience of living here.Usually He Jingxue is not here, so He Qiu usually lives alone in such a big house.

The outside of the door was locked, and Fu Yuling stuck the paper airplane that He Qiu hadn't taken away just now in the crack of the door, making sure it wouldn't be blown away by the wind before leaving.

And He Qiu, who left Fu Yuling's house, came back to He Jingnan's house, and when He Jingxue came back, he asked him to go back together.

"How is your study recently? Do you understand the teacher's teaching?"

He Jingxue looks good, with shining eyes and lipstick on her lips.But at a glance, she knew that she was mean.

"The teacher can understand the teaching, and the academic performance is the first in the class."

He Qiu followed her and answered honestly.

The appearance is not vivid in front of Fu Yuling, it responds to questions like a machine.

"I heard that you have taken an exam recently? How much score?"

She walked forward with a brightly colored bag, asking indifferently.

There was a trace of panic in He Qiu's eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

"Math 99."

He Jingxue stopped abruptly and slapped him on the face without warning. In an instant, a slap print appeared on He Qiu's face.

She said coldly: "He Qiu, I took you over to raise you as my own son. I don't need waste, give me such a score next time in the exam, and you go back to that shameless place. "

"Sure enough, it was born by that bitch, a waste."

(End of this chapter)

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