Being His Little Fox

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And the other side.

When Song Nuan returned from the painting class, his clothes were all covered with paint.

Lu Yan stared at Song Nuan as he walked: "Go back and change this dress later, and then go to dinner."

Song Nuan nodded very obediently.

Then raised his eyes and looked at him: "Do you mean that you dislike me for being dirty now?"

Lu Yan: "..."

This question is very sharp.

"It's not dirty, but at least it must be clean, and the clothes should be changed if they are dirty, right?" Lu Yan taught in a tone like an adult.

"Will you wash my clothes?" Song Nuan tilted his head and sat in the co-pilot and looked at him with a smile: "I used to not wash clothes at home. Someone helped me wash my clothes, and my clothes couldn't. Put it in the washing machine, or hand wash, or dry cleaning."

"Plus my studies are very busy, I don't have time to wash clothes myself, so I can only ask you to wash them."

Lu Yan: "..."

After listening to this, I pondered carefully.

If it is washing, does it prove that all clothes have to be washed inside and out...?

This……

Lu Yan coughed softly, "I can wash some clothes for you, but some can't."

He hinted.

Song Nuan was looking down at the words he had just painted, and after hearing such a sentence, he raised his head and looked at them: "Why? Which ones can't be washed?"

Lu Yan pursed her lips and carefully considered the thoughts in her mind. It would definitely not work for this little girl to use ordinary methods, because her thoughts were different from ordinary people.

"Although the two of us are in this relationship now, we must gradually understand each other a distance."

"For example, do you... do you need to wash the intimate clothes you wear by yourself?"

Song Nuan listened to this logic carefully and thought about it again.

Then answered a rhetorical question: "You said that the distance between the two of us gradually understand each other is that I wash you first, and then you can help me wash those things?"

Lu Yan: "..."

He really lost.

...

Finally, after Song Nuan went home and changed his clothes, the two went out for dinner.

Because Lu Yan can't cook, even Song Nuan can't.

Lu Yan usually eats in the team. He doesn't open fire. If he goes home by himself, he will eat instant noodles.

Song Nuan realized this incident and began to feel distressed about this incident: "Uncle, if neither of us can cook, what should we do if we get married in the future?"

She blinked, "Do you have to learn to cook? We can't eat outside every day."

Lu Yan pursed his lips, his eyes deepened.

Marriage has been a very remote thing for him from before to now. After all, this little girl was only temporarily taken care of by her own hands, not really his girlfriend.

So the marriage that Song Nuan said had nothing to do with him.

After thinking about it, he said: "You can learn."

"Even after I study, I may not have time at home very often."

Lu Yan said: "If you decide to be with me, you have to accept it. I don't have so much time to be with you. I can't be on call like an ordinary couple. Even if I'm by your side, I might get a phone call. Call away."

Thinking she would just give up, she said, "Okay, since you don't have time to learn, and I don't have time to learn, then just ask a nanny at home to cook for us."

"Anyway, you don’t have money. I have money. You can’t support me. I can support you. If being a firefighter is your dream, then you marry me. You can chase your dream as much as you want. I am definitely not. That kind of stalker little daughter-in-law."

The little girl said righteously.

Lu Yan: "..."

"Okay." He pushed Song Nuan: "If you have no homework, you can wash and sleep. Get up early tomorrow morning and I will send you to school."

"Woo~" Song Nuan smiled, "Okay."

Lu Yan was amused.

Really, lovely.

...

And Lu Yan, no matter what, couldn't escape, the choice of sleeping with the little girl.

Song Nuan must be sleeping with Lu Yan.

But in the middle of the night, Lu Yan would gradually let go of her and keep a distance from her.

But I don't know why I always hugged her the next morning.

until--

Lu Yan was wearing clothes and saw the remote control under the pillow while folding the quilt.

air-conditioner remote.

The temperature is fixed at 15 degrees.

Lu Yan: "..."

Can you not hug this?

When people get cold in their sleep, they will naturally look for warmer places.

Song Nuan slumped his head and looked in at this time: "Uncle, go away, you go to work and I go to class, hurry up and drive off."

Song Nuan had already dressed up at this time.

Lu Yan didn't expose this matter, after all, she was still young.

...

Lu Yan left after Song Nuan entered school.

At this time, the sky was still bright, and the days with short days and long nights came.

In the dark, a woman saw his car leaving and went straight to school.

Song Nuan walked on the playground, all the way to the entrance of the stairs of the teaching building, and was suddenly pulled under the corner of the stairs by a person.

"Hmm--" Song Nuan's eyes widened, her elbow slammed back in a hurry, and she pointed directly at the other's belly.

The man covering her mouth. Unexpectedly, a little girl could have such a reaction force. She was caught by her elbow and loosened her stomach in pain.

Song Nuan turned around and saw a woman's face.

She frowned tightly: "Who are you?"

"You and Lu Yan are not suitable." The woman said: "I advise you to stay away from him, you are not worthy of him."

"And it's impossible for him to like you with the porridge and cabbage. Even if he does, he will just play with you. You should stop it early and don't cry too late."

Looking at the remarks made by the woman in front of him, Song Nuan judged that this woman might be a rival in love with him.

"Do you like Lu Yan?" Song Nuan looked at her up and down: "If you like him, you can chase him by yourself. What are you telling me to let go of? Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Song Nuan felt that this woman was a little bit pretty, not ugly, but her brain was not so good.

"And why are you going to school to stop me?" Song Nuan: "Are you just trying to tell me about this? I see you are not young, how can you still do things like elementary school students when you are too old? "

A woman gritted her teeth, but she really didn't expect a girl at such a young age to be so smart.

"Do you know who I am his?" The woman sneered.

Song Nuan: "Who are you to him? What does it matter to me?"

She is not interested in such things at all.

"Trouble you to give way and don't block my way to school." Song Nuan pushed the woman away: "I am the successor of socialism."

"Can you weeds that are already human and yellow, can you not block the way of our motherland's little flowers? Give way when you should, and what are you doing?"

"What's more, if you abruptly block your way, the contrast will only make me more tender and lovely, and you more ugly."

Her remarks were a pun, and they were taunting both overtly and secretly.

And firmly grasped a key point, that is, the age difference between the two people.

She is young and she is headstrong.

Chen Ya was so angry that she gritted her teeth, her face was ashen, but because of her own face, it was not good to go crazy under such a situation.

And the little girl is so calm, she herself looks very bad just like a shrew.

And also particularly lacklustre.

She took a deep breath: "I told you that you are still young now, and you don’t understand these things are at stake, and you don’t have the ability to discern love. What's more, you are still at the age when you are in love. He is really not a suitable person. You can listen to my advice."

Song Nuan continued to push her: "Don't listen, Wang Ba chanting."

But the disparity in strength between the two is still quite big. After all, she is just a little girl, and her strength is definitely not as strong as Chen Ya who came out of the team.

Chen Ya grabbed Song Nuan abruptly.

"Slap!" A slap was slapped on her face.

Song Nuan was taken aback by this surprise.

There was a fierce pain on his face.

Xingyan stared wide, looking at Chen Ya.

And when Chen Ya hit her, she herself knew how much she used her strength, because her hands were already sore.

Seeing the obvious slap marks on the little girl's face for an instant.

Chen Ya was so flustered.

I felt that what I was doing was ridiculous. This was a little girl in high school.

Tears gradually appeared in Song Nuan's eyes, and he lowered his head momentarily. Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, dropping drop by drop on the ground.

She sniffed: "I don't know what I did wrong. If you like him, you can chase him by yourself. Why do you want to hit me?"

She spoke softly, and for a moment, she completely lost the aura she had just now, and her whole person became a little pitiful.

It made Chen Ya feel more morally guilty and uneasy.

This is exactly the behavior of an adult bullying a child.

Song Nuan still felt buzzing in his ears.

She pursed her lips, sucked her nose, and raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Anyway, that's all I said today. I'm in class."

After speaking, she pushed Chen Ya away and ran away.

Chen Ya stayed there for a long time.

...

Song Nuan went all the way to the bathroom, with cold water directed at his face.

It is estimated that this will not go away for a while, and it may swell up in a while.

This woman was not light at all.

She sniffed, and finally went to the school infirmary to get some medicine.

It's better not to disfigure.

After finishing everything, I saw the woman again when I came out.

"Sorry, I was a little excited just now." Chen Ya apologized.

In fact, the most important thing was that Song Nuan would tell Lu Yan about this, so that he would be even less imageless with Lu Yan.

Song Nuan looked up and looked at Chen Ya at the entrance of the school infirmary. She was really very smart: "You hit me and apologized to me again, and you want me to leave him. Are you afraid that I will file a lawsuit in front of him?"

Chen Ya was stunned.

I didn't expect a young girl to be so transparent.

"I wanted to come to tell you about this, but my emotional consciousness was a bit agitated, and I didn't hold back and beat you, because the words you said were indeed a bit too much and personally attacked me."

Song Nuan nodded: "Well, I'm sorry, I'm too bad, I'm not good, I'm not polite at a young age, I don't know how to respect the old aunt who came up to pick things up and let me break up, I will go back and ask my boyfriend to teach mine."

Chen Ya: "..."

She took a deep breath and forced herself to hold it back, she must relax her emotions, and she must not be mad at this girl anymore.

"I'll tell you that those things are really for your good. The age difference between the two of you is so big that your parents will not agree. You are so young and he is 27."

Song Nuan: "Just worry about eating radishes. The world is so big, why don't you care about the 18-year-old married to the 80-year-old man? You have to take care of me."

"Is it because I look better than you, cuter than you, younger than you, and then I robbed someone you like?"

"..."

This dead girl is really good at speaking, has a sharp tooth, a sharp mouth, and a mouth can speak better than anyone.

Song Nuan was cold-eyed: "Don't stand here. It's an obstacle to my eyes. I won't tell him. If I tell him, he will definitely think I am a person who likes to complain. Don't worry."

"You chase him, I have no objection. If you can **** it from me, it is yours. I won't tell him about this, thank you. Can you give way now? I'm going to class."

Chen Ya looked at Song Nuan, pondered for a long time, and finally stepped aside.

...

Class.

"Do you know? Just now I heard a big show at the top of the stairs. Song Nuan seems to be a mistress for someone else, and the master has come to the door."

"Ah? Is there such a thing? It turns out that those who study Baping fashion are so well-behaved and so restless in private."

"Tsk tut..."

The people in the class began to talk about it. Xueba was originally the target of everyone in the class, and Song Nuan was another superior one.

As soon as Song Nuan walked to the door, she heard all these words.

She walked to the podium generously and smiled slowly at everyone sitting: "That woman is the mistress."

She glanced at the rumors: "The long-tongued woman who reverses the black and white right and wrong is because she is too poor to eat during the Chinese New Year. She wants to chew her tongue for a longer time so that she can cut it as a pig's tongue as a snack?"

"Then I can stare at it. I will do it without cutting during the Chinese New Year." Song Nuan smiled and said, "I will buy it for all the money."

"Who chewed the longest when I saw it."

After Song Nuan finished speaking, she held her bag expressionlessly and sat in her seat.

The whole classroom was silent for a moment.

Song Nuan's identity is not high-profile in school, but her identity is basically not a secret.

The young daughter of the Song family never shows up or deceives others. She is soft and cute and only studies.

But now this...who dares to mess with?

As soon as Song Nuan sat down, he saw the news from Lu Yan.

She replied with what she had not asked: "Do you know how to shoot arrows?"

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