Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Chapter 1177

The two little Wuchai and the sweetheart are very attractive to many people.

Probably because everyone wants their lover to be with them from an early age, experience the sweet and bitter growing up together, and then gradually cultivate an indestructible love in the days of day and night.

But in fact, it is difficult.

Because human biology, especially for males, is more likely to be interested in mysterious and new things, and people who are too familiar with them are not conducive to the budding of love, but are suitable for fostering friendship or affection.

...

Aunt Zhang said Li Li didn't understand.

However, Lu Yuwen believes that "knowledge" has nothing to do with time or major. It only has to do with who the other party is.

The popular saying is that Li Li doesn't call Su Man today, so tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, he probably won't call.

Footsteps sounded from outside the door, and the dull sound of the slippers rubbing against the ground showed that its owner was in a bad mood.

Su Man came back angrily.

Aunt Zhang put the tableware on the dining table, gave her and Lu Yuwen a bowl of porridge, saw her coming back, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with this?"

Su Man vigorously opened the chair, sat down with a black face, and said angrily:

"Li Li's guy has no conscience, I kindly give him porridge, he thinks I wake him up! There is a commendation meeting today, can't he get up early? Not even the door to me!"

Aunt Zhang laughed as if she were strange, and said, "You two, you haven't been noisy for a day, and obviously you looked like something when you were a kid."

Su Man heard something, and was a little sad, murmured: "Yeah ... When he was a child, he stuck to me every day. When I went to the summer camp, he couldn't see me crying anymore. Now, every day I am annoying me."

Lu Yuwen comforted her: "I have a good relationship with you, so I will lose your temper with no worries, don't think about it, drink porridge, it won't taste good if you are cold."

Su Man felt a little bit better, and he looked up and smiled at him: "Uncle Li and Aunt Li both said today's porridge is so fragrant. He loves to sleep lazily, and deserves to drink porridge."

Lu Yuwen also laughed, pushed the bowl to her side, and asked, "I went to the hospital after a while, did you stay there?"

Su Man: "Well, my mother picked a bed very badly, and she didn't sleep much last night. I'll go to her one day and come back at night."

She lowered her head and drank two porridges, as if surprised by the taste, her eyes brightened.

In fact, her looks are bright and mature, but she will show a little childishness from time to time. This strange sense of contradiction makes people feel interesting and cute.

Lu Yuwen looked at her drinking porridge, slowly, and also felt that the porridge tasted good.

"Uncle Su still has a month to leave the hospital. You have to run **** both ends. You can consider asking a nurse in the hospital."

Su Man shook his head, "No, even if you ask a nurse, my mother has to go to the hospital often. You don't know, don't look like my dad ... In fact, he is too old, and one day I can't see my mother. No one wants it, pitiful or something, so my mother must go. "

Lu Yuwen smiled and said: "The uncle and aunt have a good relationship, which is really enviable."

Aunt Zhang came out of the kitchen carrying the insulated lunch box and happened to hear it and said with a smile: "Isn't it? I have been working here for more than ten years. I have never seen a quarrel between a husband and wife."

Su Man blinked playfully, "Why not, my mother quarreled with him at least seven times a week, thinking he was too sticky!"

Aunt Zhang smiled and shook her head: "That can't be counted, can't be counted ..."

As Lu Yuwen listened to them, he slowly stirred the porridge in the bowl with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth:

"The way parents get along usually affects their children, and you will probably find a good husband like an uncle in the future."

Su Man nodded if he didn't want to: "Dang ..."

Of course ...

A word stuck, and the third word swallowed into his throat.

She remembered Li Li.

She is now considered unacceptable. How can she stick her like her father and mother in the future?

With such a thought, my mood suddenly fell ...

At the moment, I was like a teacher. I squinted around the classroom. After the roll call, I found that few students came to the class. Then I angrily threw the textbook on the lecture table and said angrily: This class is not going to go!

The students were frightened, rushed to tell each other, and poured into the classroom, begging me: Teacher! Let's go to class! We want to learn!

My anger finally quelled, and I took back the preparation textbook proudly, clearing my throat: cough, now the class begins, open Chapter 14 of the textbook ...

Oh, chapter 14 of eel I have not written

(End of this chapter)