Chapter 1852: Green Love Letter 57

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Probably before dinner, Xing Twelve hurriedly rushed to Feng Family.
And was urged by Lin Xue's three-way phone call.
"Twelve? The roses I asked you to buy? Did you lose them?"
Seeing Xing Shierhuang in a casual casual clothes, Xue Luo frowned; looking at Xing Shierren's empty hands, he walked in with two arms.
"Lin Xueluo, are you too busy to get moldy? Why should you force me a ugly woman who is ugly and fierce?"
For Xing Shier's poisonous mouth, Xue Luo really wanted to sew him with a needle and thread.
"Old Twelve, if it wasn't because you had taken care of me and Nuo Nuo for many years, I'm too lazy to care about your gossip! Let you hit the bachelor all your life!"
For bachelors and other things, Xing Shiliang has no intuitive concept. His life has always been like this, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with this life.
Xing Twelve frowned, looking casually at Feng's living room. "What about the little bug?"
"Zhongzhe went out with his dad." Xue Luo took the tray with pastries and snacks from An Yu.
"Uh? Then I'm in vain!" Xing Twelve groaned lazily.
"Xing Twelve! Do you know that the price of your arrogance will be loneliness!"
The furious snow fell, although the words were unpleasant, they were justified.
"Have you ever thought about the day your righteous father will pass away! But you are still so young. Have you ever wondered how you will spend the rest of your life? Really want to be alone forever?"
Maybe it was years of getting together under the same roof, or maybe Xueluo Bunsen was a kind-hearted and caring woman, and she really broke the heart for Xing Shiliang's marriage. She really treats Xing Shiliang as her own brother.
Xue Luo's phrase, "The day your righteous father will eventually pass away," has more or less saddened Xing Shiliang. He squeezed his thin lips tightly and looked at the woman who was working for himself.
"Prince Xing said ... want me to live well and live long, so fifteen filial piety to me!"
When he said this, Xing Shier's tone was astringent. He rarely thinks about the second half of his life. All he knew was to guard his righteous father Hetun.
"Stupid Twelve! No matter how good another's children are, they are also children of other families! In the future, you and Teacher Wen will have your own children!"
Seeing that Xing Shier's posture dropped a lot, Xue Luo smiled and delivered the tray filled with cakes and snacks to his hand.
"What do you think: you and Mr. Wen gave birth to a child of your own, so you can stay with you every day. How wonderful!"
"Good is good ... but what if she can't have a child as cute as fifteen and a little bug?"
Not only think too much, but also overly beautiful.
"Ms. Wen is so beautiful and kind, the children born will be cute! If something goes wrong, that's your problem too!"
Xue Luo came up and nudged Xing Twelve, "Go upstairs! Nono and Wen are upstairs! Remember, put away your arrogance, be gentleman, be sincere, be gentle!" "
Under Lin Xueluo's persuasion and care, Xing Twelve slowly walked upstairs to the study upstairs carrying pastry and snack trays.
"Oh, little fifteen, what are you doing? Twelve brothers can hardly recognize you!"
This rhetoric is completely a glorious negative energy attitude that I have no culture.
"Old twelve! Why are you here! I'm going to choke myself!"
When Lin Nuo lost his pen, he rushed into Xing Shierliang's arms like a little leopard who only spread Huan.
Xing Twelve's balance is still quite good: he freed one arm to support the little guy who ran over, but held the snack tray firmly in the other hand. No skill can maintain such a balance.
"This dessert belongs to you!" Xing Shiliang brought the snack tray in his hand to the teacher, "Fifteen return to me!"
"Go ... to you? You ... are you going to teach him Olympiad?" The little teacher frowned slightly.
"It's a waste of time to learn those useless things!" Xing Twelve hummed disapprovingly.
"..." the little teacher muttered secretly: What an unskilled guy!
"Twelve Brothers will take you out to play happily now!" Xing Shierliang and Feng Linnuo's children just hit it off.
"No! Unless you two come up with that problem!"
Seeing Xing Twelve holding Lin Nuo and walking towards the window, Teacher Wen immediately came forward to stop them, "Otherwise I would call your sister to go upstairs! Then you two will be trained together!"
"Wen Qingqing, how brave are you? You know who you're stopping? Believe me or not, I won't kill you in three seconds!"
Xing Twelve freed a hand from Lin Nuo's small P stock and made a knife-shaped gesture at Wen Qingqing's neck.
"you dare!"
Wen Qingqing still stepped back by conditioning, "Dare you bully me ... your sister won't let you go!"
"What sister? How many times have I told you, Lin Xueluo is not my sister!"
"Old Twelve, you must not murder my teacher Wen! We must respect the teacher!"
Lin Nuo stopped the intimidation and threat of Mr. Xing to Wen with a sense of justice.
"Look at you, there is no such a ten-year-old child in such a big person!" Teacher Wen Jiaojiao complained.
For the next half an hour, Xing Shierren and Feng Lin Nuo studied head-to-head the mathematical problem of the Yang Hui triangle.
In fact, Xing Shiliang always feels familiar with this kind of pyramid math pile: when climbing the 16th floor last time, I seem to have seen such a math pile in a book.
Soon, the children of Lin Nuo discovered that these numbers have certain rules: each number is equal to the sum of the two numbers above it; each line of numbers is symmetrical about left and right ...
Looking at Xing Shierfang, who was scratching her head with Feng Linnuo and scratching her head, Wen Qing's innocent face glowed with a touch of red.
At this time, Xing Shiliang also happened to look up at Wen Qingqing, who was watching them aside.
"Wen Qingqing, you say that you have such a boring and tedious figure in your bigger head? No wonder it looks silly and ugly!"
"It's better than you being unskilled, ignorant, and unprofessional!"
Wen Qingqing couldn't bear Xing Shi's poisonous tongue, so he went back to the top angrily.
"Wen Qingqing! How dare you say that to me? I ... I don't want to have children with you!"
Xing Twelve was angry. I really didn't expect to be so uncomfortable in Wen Qingqing's eyes.
"Who ... who wants to have a baby with you? You ... you shameless!" Wen Qing shrugged a big red face.
"Mr. Wen ... Mr. Wen, I made it ... The tenth line should be: 1,9,36,84,126,126,84,36,9,1! Right? Right?"
Xing Twelve's quarrel with Wen Qingqing came to an abrupt end in Lin Nuo's exclaimed howls.
"Feng Linnuo is really smart! It is much smarter than your so-called twelve brothers!"
Wen Qingqing is very clear: to praise one person and step down on another is to be a taboo for the teacher, but she just couldn't help but want to anger and speak well Xing Shir.