The Love Equation

"How come you have been holding your mobile phone all the time and have been pressing these days?" Dad reading the newspaper suddenly looked up and asked Zhou Xiao.

Zhou Xiao shook his hand with a message and pretended to say calmly: "No, where is it, but the roommate recently fell in love, so comfort her." The younger brother watching TV also said, "Yes, my sister refused to take it. The phone lent me a game. "Dead boy, you don't talk, nobody takes you dumb!

"I'm afraid you've broken my button." Zhou Xiao said, pinching his brother's face.

"Then you came back to play games for me?" Dead boy, for so many years, I hurt you!

"Just keep playing games for you, so some buttons are not very smart now."

Dad buried his head to read the newspaper again. Zhou Xiaocai was relieved, but the dad buried behind the newspaper suddenly said: "Anyway, don't do anything that apologizes to your parents."

Zhou Xiao sweats coldly, -_- ||| What does this mean? What is sorry about my parents? Dad, would you be too exaggerated? Is it so serious? -_- |||

"Xiao Xiao, your aunt just called and told you to start tutoring your cousin and cousin tomorrow." Mom hung up and said.

"Come again? It's the same for winter and summer vacations. I'm a tutor at school, and I have to be a tutor when I go home. How can anyone be like this?" Studying, teaching at school can also get money, and teaching at home can only be discouraged.

"Mom, can I not go?"

"Go, don't make mom hard to be a man." Mom is the most treacherous, use this tone! Let her teach only obediently.

However, there is a benefit to teaching the children to the aunt's house. Although the two are not far away, she can call Zhao Fanzhou for a short time on the road. I haven't heard his cold voice for so long. I really miss it.

"Hey."

"Everyone in my family is still Xiaojia Jasper who can finally make a call." They all said that his voice was cold, sure enough.

"Don't say that, I also want to call you, my parents are like Holmes, I dare not call."

"Then how can I fight now?"

"I'm on my way to teach my cousin cousin."

"Class?"

"Ah, I was used as free labor." Speaking of which, Zhou Xiao wanted to sigh.

"How old are the two children?"

"One day two, one day three. Don't talk about them, when will you go back to your mansion door?"

"Mansion gate?"

"Just your home, don't you think the story of your home is more soul-stirring than the" big house door "and it's tearing?"

"..."

"Oh, my aunt's house is here. Remember to send me a message when you want to go back. Also, remember, I will call you when you have time. You must not call me. Hang up." After Zhou Xiao hung up the phone, she started ringing the aunt's doorbell.

Zhao Fanzhou is very helpless, mansion door? She could figure it out.

The cousin who came to open the door scared Zhou Xiao so much. This child was really dressed, really-bright and arrogant, everything that should be exposed was almost exposed, and what should not be exposed was almost the same. Okay, that little breast is full ~ almost full. Zhou Xiao realized that she had become a sister of color, and quickly turned her eyes back to her face, alas, that face was really painted, really-colorful.

"Aren't you cold?" Although Shantou is warmer, should the child wear cold as if he were going to Hawaii for a vacation?

"Fortunately, I'm going to go out with my friends, cousin, and you'll have a quicker lesson in that class."

"... Take out the math exercises." Dead child, she also wanted to leave early.

"Wrong, wrong, this question first think about where to add the dotted line, don't just doodle the dotted line."

"Where is that painting?"

"Draw here, you see, it requires the area, what is the difference in this picture? The difference is high, you can add Gao, just ask for it."

"Oh. Cousin, you can't read the comics?" The cousin started to pull off the topic.

"Look before, now it's less. You should be more serious." Zhou Xiao also experienced her age, knowing that she didn't want to study anymore.

"Oh, then are you a lo*ic*n or a control, or a sister control?" The cousin asked excitedly.

"What?" Please, don't tell her these new human terms. She is old and doesn't understand. She doesn't know anything except the remote control.

"Cousin, you really can't keep up with the times." Cousin looked disdainful.

"Yes, I can't keep up with the times. If you don't finish this page, you can see if I will let you go out to play with friends." Zhou Xiao murdered her.

"Cousin, don't do this."

"Hurry up!"

"Oh."

Alas, after sending off a female **** of plague, and then a man, Zhou Xiao's cousin came out of the room, and after experiencing the baptism of his sister, Zhou Xiao was completely thundered by his dress.

His hair is too stylized—a super Saiyan who has transformed into a whole body, with tinkling ears covered with a pile of metal, and there are less than five colors of clothes on the whole body. Zhou Xiao suddenly felt that her cousin had just dressed plainly.

The cousin lifted his sleeves as soon as he sat down at the desk. He didn't know. He shocked Zhou Xiao and jumped a red **** "hate" on his right arm. It's strange. The child opened his mouth to eat and reached out with his clothes. What is he hating?

"Well ... what do you hate?" Zhou Xiao couldn't help but ask.

"I hate the vulgar people to give us a different view." He said in a bitter voice.

"... Oh, that's what it is, haha, let's make a question." Zhou Xiao carefully selected words to make sentences to avoid hurting this young heart.

Alas, well, she is also a layman, but it would n’t be too difficult for a strong person to ask the earth to see the Super Saiyan.

When walking out of the aunt's house, Zhou Xiao was about to collapse. The two children, one was more difficult than the other, had been taught a winter vacation. She should be short-lived for ten years.

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