Chapter 289: .Bad teenage ex-girlfriend (7)

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Chen Liangbo glanced away and recovered.
He put down his schoolbag, moved a stool, and wrote his homework in a fixed position. The small body stood upright, just like a little white poplar.
Lin Langwo was lying on the sofa opposite him. At first, he leaned back and looked at it, then he crooked, and the loose braids were scattered.
The little husband who looked at him, looked up at her.
When Lin Lang was invisible, he put his legs up again.
The nib paused.
Lin Lang's ankle was pinched by both hands, it was very ice.
She hooked her lips slightly and lifted her chin. "Don't study hard. What do you pinch my foot for? Rogue?"
Chen Liangbo was puzzled to look at people and didn't understand how to correct her sitting posture as a rogue? The child shook his head honestly and said seriously, "Uncle said, good habits should be cultivated from small things, your sitting position is easy to press the coccyx nerve and cause coccyx injury."
Lin Lang couldn't help but tease him, "Do you want to listen to your wife?"
He really looked at her blankly.
"The wife said that this leg is tired and you should rest on her husband's thigh."
She deliberately stretched her leg and urged him, "Why, it would be useful if your uncle said it, but it would be useless if I said it? You treat it differently and don't play like this."
Chen Liangbo sat down without saying a word, and set her foot on her leg.
Lin Lang only got to know the thinness of this child's body, the thighs are not a few flesh, and suddenly fell to the protruding bones, pillow is not comfortable.
"Is it heavy or not?" She asked with a smile, letting the pressure down, "I said, my husband is not so good."
"Not heavy." He shook his head, his expression firm.
After a while, that little face turned red, and there were sparks of sweat on his forehead.
When Cao returned from shopping, she asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"
Lin Lang smiled and said nothing. The little boy answered cleverly. He also explained, "My mother-in-law, I am fulfilling my husband's responsibilities."
Mother Cao smiled with her eyebrows, "That line, you work hard, you have to satisfy my little girl, nodded and brought you home."
This is just a joke, the child's height is just as good as Lin Lang's shoulders, and he has a gentle look, and the rules are better than Lin Lang. He called Lin Lang to be his wife. In fact, in everyone's eyes, Chen Liangbo is a little brother, As for the intimacy with Lin Lang, it is more like a younger brother disciplined sister, lazy hatred of her exhausted iron, no one would think further.
Mother Cao felt relieved to see him close to Lin Lang.
Listening to the young man of the Chen family, Xiaobo has a tendency to autism, and finally sees that the child has something to love, and he is willing to open his heart to accept the outside world. Uncle looks at it and is of course happy, so please ask Cao's parents to let him I lived at home for a while, and waited for the condition to improve, and then took someone back to Chen's house.
At first, Mother Cao was also taken aback. This child and Cao's family were not related to each other. What happened to the family suddenly? Thanks to the uncle's eloquence, the two elders were coaxed with emotion and reason, and when they pondered it, Chen Liangbo conquered them in another way, and it became a thing.
Now Chen Liangbo is almost a small tail.
It is said that the little tail is a bit flexed, this one can live life into a standard timetable, Lin Lang was pulled by him, and he lived a senior life at a young age.
When the second year of high school started, Lin Lang glanced at the little poison sitting next to him, and he had foreseen that the future had no future.
Chen Liangbo jumped the ranks and became classmates with Lin Lang, also at the same table.
I heard that the second year of high school came to an elementary school tycoon. It used to be a legend of an experimental middle school. I wo n’t say a good head with the first grade. I ’m a thief. Tong, the descendants come to defy all beings.
Someone ran to Lin Lang's class to watch after the class, and the bold ones came over to look directly, and embarrassedly passed the window.
Tan Yujia is one of them because of this demon wind blowing into the army. She did not expect that after the liberal arts division, she would be in the same class as Lin Lang. Tan Yujia played well at the end of the semester, from five to ten thousand years ago to the top three, but Linlang ’s performance was even better, squeezed from the ordinary class into the top class, although the results were not conspicuous in front of a group of top students, but she There is a big Buddha sitting next to it.
Tan Yujia guessed that Lin Lang's score had been set by him.
In the past, Tan Yujia was the focus of everyone's attention. Not only did she look beautiful, she was also very patient with people, and her classmates liked to ask her around.
It's different now. The new Chen Liangbo has replaced Tan Yujia's position. When he pointed people, he insisted on a consistent and neat style, and he didn't go around with you. He directly hit the point, which was more thorough than the teacher said.
As soon as the midterm results came out, Tan Yujia was pulled down.
Unsurprisingly, Chen Liangbo became the airborne champion.
She stood next to the bulletin board, counting down the names one by one, seeing Lin Lang on the midstream site, and she couldn't help but suffocate.
How could her grades progress so fast?
Could it be cheating?
Tan Yujia carefully recalled Lin Lang's class in the past two months. He stepped on a spot early in the morning to read early. The bell for late repairs sounded, and even the pencils on the table were confiscated and flashed very fast. It was her "little husband" who helped the people to tidy up, looked at the pencil's decadence, bought a new one, and cut it into a pencil case.
She thinks this is not good.
Chen Liangbo's future is limitless. He should concentrate more on his studies, instead of following Lin Lang's and serving her like a young wife like now.
Early love is really harmful!
Tan Yujia thought, Cao Linlang was also considered to be arrogant. How could such a small child succeed? Under the guise of being in love, she asked Chen Liangbo to make her cattle and horses, delaying his homework, she didn't consider the future of others?
She took a deep breath and couldn't let it go on like this, how could a good seedling be destroyed by a little girl.
On the evening of the second day, Tan Yujia made up her mind to talk openly with Chen Liangbo. She closed the English book and turned her head to look around. Lin Lang had long gone. The little boy next to him slowly put on his pen cap. No matter what he did, he was blamelessly elegant and free from an English gentleman.
Chen Liangbo took the homework from Lin Lang's English book and, along with him, handed it to the English representative at the next table.
The English representative is accustomed to flipping through the workbooks of the two, admiring them and saying, "It's a pity that you don't study abroad."
This beautiful handwriting is almost the same as the close-up shots in the movie, and the English teacher praised the two people's papers every time.
"I and Linlang will consider it." He nodded.
It was originally meant to be a wife, but later forced by Lin Lang to change his tongue, saying that it should not be too flamboyant.
He wanted to refute, after all, that was sooner or later, but Lin Lang added another rule to him: his wife said everything is right, since it is right, you have to obey.
Chen Liangbo wanted to say that the logic in it could not be established, but he glanced at Lin Lang's suddenly bright and bright smile. He chose to shut up because of the dangerous instinct warning.
Uncle at home was beaten up and down repeatedly by him, and the reason why he has not been hurt so far is that his premonition is accurate.
He skillfully picked up Lin Lin's glass and thought of filling her with hot water in the morning. As soon as his legs crossed the chair, a person stood in front of him, slender and a girl. He has a good memory, and her name is Tan Yujia, sitting in a position diagonally above him.
Chen Liangbo's eyes stopped on her bulging breast for a second, 18 cm, Class D.
He fed Lin Lang for such a long time, but he didn't see her grow some ideal meat, he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.
Is the recipe wrong?
Although Chen Liangbo is young, he is very arrogant to himself. His arrogance stems from his easy-to-use brain. Therefore, there are very few "humbly asking for advice". The things he can solve, never trouble others. However, it was not a day or two since his worried daughter-in-law's flesh was gone, and the problem had not been solved. He hesitated for a moment before losing face and succeeding, and still asked straight out.
"Talk to classmates, what's your breast?"
Definitely someone who can talk to death.
The English representative is a girl. When she heard this, she blushed into a monkey butt. She wanted to go. She was particularly envious of Tan Yujia's big chest and thin waist. Half of the boys in the class had a crush on her. She endured shame and stared at the book pretending to be attentive, and actually waited to listen to the "secret recipe" with her ears twitched.
Tan Yujia choked for a while. If the child in front of him was beautiful and his eyes were clear and bright, he would say something to other boys, and he would be slapped properly. This is the benefit of high face value.
Chen Liangbo also read out his book specifically for recording Lin Lang's class and took a pen, intending to record it as a reference direction.
Seeing him being so strict, it was not easy to change girls. The jade-like earlobe fainted red, and said vaguely, "This is ... born ... I can't help ..."
Chen Liangbo was disappointed, "Oh," he snorted again, and left.
Tan Yujia is unbelievable, he just left?
The next day she didn't give up, and wanted to continue her persuasion work, but she couldn't talk to anyone the other day.
why?
Lin Lang's birthday is here. From morning to night, the presenters come in and out, and the table is full of beautifully packed gifts.
Even Chen Liangbo is also covered with Lin Lang's light-few boys believe that the two are in a relationship, and they are more inclined to treat Chen Liangbo as a little uncle to "filial".
After finishing the second session of the evening class, Chen Liangbo also presented his present.
The packaging was really shiny, and the red ribbon was knotted. This brick-like thing was originally very tacky, and the owner was a person who could write a good word. The six words "Happy Birthday of Wife" were written in a clear and timeless manner, as if the mountains and rivers were as deep and open, and the grade Came out.
The English representative poked Lin Lang's arm, and the gesture was obvious.
If the people next to me seem to have come to see them.
Everyone wants to know what is pretending to be here. Chen Liangbo is like a in their eyes. Except that sports is a weakness, the others are as clueless as they are. In November, when the weather turned cold, girls began to popularly knit all kinds of woolen fabrics, scarves and gloves.
Chen Liangbo froze out that a set of scarves, gloves, earmuffs and socks were prepared for Lin Lang. The craftsmanship was not worse than that of the outside. The girls asked for advice from time to time.
Lin Lang weighed the weight in her hand and it was quite heavy.
"What's inside?" She turned to ask the Lord.
The little poison let her take it apart, but the expression was very satisfactory, and said, "You will like it."
Lin Lang demolished in public.
English representative probe.
5 years college entrance examination and 3 years simulation.
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Lin Lang and everyone: "..."
"You keep it for use." Lin Lang said euphemistically, "I don't need it for the time being."
The handsome boy raised his eyelids and said no.
He took out a brand new one from the table cabinet.
Self-cultivation of the little husband in the new era.