Chapter 522: Poor results for many reasons

Shui Anluo immediately came to the spirit, which is that Chu always willing to talk to himself.
"What messes up?"
"If I were big, I would be your dad's brother."
"Hahaha—" Shui Anluo laughed and fell to the seat. Her brother Chu was cute and didn't even know the popular word of big.
Chu Cuiyi watched her pumping with a smile, ignored her, and continued to read the newspaper.
"You've turned it several times." Shui Anluo said unhappyly.
"I shut up and you are in a good mood." Chu Cuiyi replied lightly.
"Is it okay to be wrong?" Shui Anluo felt, it was strenuous to fall in love with a big one, why was it so true?
"Even if I am old, you can bear with me." Chu Cuiyi knew what she was thinking without looking at her.
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Shui'anluo's expression was a little embarrassed, and you always lost your mind again.
But in the middle of the night, Chu Cuiyi ignored her and she was not bored, because her little ancestor woke up, played for a long time and played for a long time, and just exhausted her.
After the plane landed, it was not others, but Luo Xuan who were waiting for them in Paris.
The little baby made a big noise when the plane landed, and now he was lying on the mummy and humming.
"Come on, go to my side first, and then I arrange a helicopter to pass by." Luo Xuan said lightly.
Helicopter, Shui Anluo thought, besides herself, all of her characters were courageous.
The place where Luo Xuan lived in Paris was a castle. Shui Anluo couldn't help but swallow when she saw it. She wanted to ask, Brother, are you really a reporter? So much money, can you buy a castle?
Chu Cuiyi was calm, not too shocked at his home.
"How do you like it? Here you are?" Luo Xuan looked at Shui Anluo and said with a smile.
"Don't." Shui Anluo disliked it. "You want to send me your cash. I like that."
Chu Cuiyi hit her on the head lightly, how he was so poor that she wanted money at every turn, this little fortune fan.
Luo Xuan laughed and took them in, and the servant didn't understand what Shui Anluo said.
Chu Jiyi looked back at the frowning Shui Anluo, and suddenly thought of a question: "Have you passed the fourth grade?" I had been watching her culture class before, and I forgot this question.
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Shui Anluo chuckled, this problem was awkward.
She took it once when she was a freshman at grade 4, 295, and her score was amazing.
In her sophomore year, she passed the fourth grade, and Qiao Yaruan passed the sixth grade, or 295, which is even more amazing. At the time, Qiao Yaruan also said, yes, is it good?
As for her junior, she paid the registration fee, but didn't go to the exam because she was afraid that she couldn't keep up.
Chu Cuiyi looked at her, and knew the result. Thinking that he did not know the number of ninety-nine points from school, she married such a scum who failed everything.
"Big, senior, there is another chance for senior." Shui Anluo whispered, stretching a finger.
"Then, can you pass?"
Shui Anluo bowed his head and gave up completely: "No!"
Chu Cuiyi looked at her head, and lost her temper for a while.
"This proves that I am patriotic." Shui Anluo retorted, terminating his neck.
The French in Luo Xuan's mouth came to an abrupt end, and he waved his servant to let him go. What did he say like his traitor?
"The result is not good, for many reasons." Chu Cuiyi hummed.
"Hum--" the little baby also hummed, as if despising her mummy.
Shui Anluo put a hand on the baby's head. It's best that his son be like her, failing to learn, and then anger someone.