The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart

  Zhan Mu Qian raised his eyebrows indifferently: "Not on purpose, huh?"

  Jiang Miaoyu nodded too vigorously: "It wasn't intentional. People are really studying hard..."

   There is no wave on Zhan Mu Qianjun's face, no expression, and it is impossible to see whether he believes her or not.

  He glanced casually at the math test paper she was writing on her desk.

  Long fingers seem to point to a question randomly: "Are you sure you choose C for this question, take a look."

  Miaoyu is busy performing a look of thinking and thinking, watching the question, and repeating it several times, "Well, did I choose the wrong one? Is it B or..."

  The girl hit him on the back of the head before she finished her voice.

"Little bastard, if I believe you, there will be ghosts. This is a true or false question. You can choose T or F. You wrote me a C. No wonder mathematics can give me 18 points in the test. Mengdu Don't be serious about me!"

  Miaoyu's pretty smiling face was wrinkled, and her little hand rubbed the back of her head, putting on an expression of sharp pain.

  "Second Uncle, don’t hit someone on the head, they are already stupid enough, the more you hit me, the more stupid you are. I think I’m so stupid, 80% of the time I was stupid by you when I was a kid!"

  Zhan Mu Qian looked at her angrily and funny, and poked her forehead with his fingers.

   "Why is it so boring, so hard for you to do your homework with snacks?"

   Jiang Miaoyu wrinkled her nose and muttered: “I just don’t have the talent in this area. My second uncle’s IQ has not been passed on to me. What can I do? I’m also desperate.”

  Zhan Muqian couldn't laugh or cry, "Co-authored you on the 18th test and blamed me?"

  Miaoyu bit her lip and blinked at him to be cute.

  Zhan Mu Qian couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch the tip of her nose.

  This hapless kid.

  He was sent by God to harm him.

  17-year-old Jiang Mianmian is also rebellious, but she doesn't have so many weird ideas from Miaoyu.

  In short, no Miaoyu is so bad.

  Miaoyu is just a bad little bastard.

  He pinched the tip of her nose and couldn't help saying: "It's really a **** of a ghost. It's just that you didn't know how to study before. How can you be this kind of virtue now? It seems that you are destined to have no chance to be a schoolmaster."

  Miaoyu listened to his words and looked suspicious: "When did you mean that you couldn't study before?"

   "..." Zhan Muqian seemed to realize afterwards that he had missed his mouth.

   But quickly concealed the past: "I mean, you have been like this since you were a child, and you didn't pass elementary school very well. I didn't beat you. You were born so stupid."

  Speaking of which is really weird.

   Jiang Miaoyu is left-handed.

  It is said that people who are left-handed have a particularly developed right brain, so they should not be bad at logical thinking.

  But this **** miracle fish is worse than **** cotton cotton.

  Miaoyu flattened her mouth, muttering, “Since I know I’ve been like this since I was a child, why did my second uncle force me to study?”

  Zhan Mu Qian looked helpless, "I ran away with the most authoritative mathematics professor in Jincheng. Do you think I should beat you this time?"

  Miaoyu looked at his helpless little expression.

   I felt that this man was almost exasperated.

  She rushed forward cleverly and put her arms around his arms, hugged his arms, dangling and acting like a baby.

   "Things that beat me, think about it when you have time at night, second uncle, look at the weather today, I'm still growing and developing, adolescent girls should get more sun. Let me go out to play, please."

  Zhan Mu Qian couldn't help but laugh: "I'm going out to talk about things now, do you want to go with me?"