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Chapter 3090 Sweet marriage Chapter 1652 You two little ancestors were born just to make you quarrel

Chapter 3090 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1652 You two little ancestors were born just to make you quarrel?
Ji Zichuan leaned over and put Ji Zhizhi on the bed, helped her take off her shoes, and covered her with the quilt carefully, then said in a low voice, "She had a little trouble at Shengshi."

Ji Yaoyao squinted her mouth aggrieved: "I'm not happy either! Today's exam results came out, the third from the bottom! I'm crying, okay? You won't even ask you to come out to accompany me!"

"If you have that time to cry, it is better to use it to study."

The man said in a low voice, raised his hand to help Zhizhi brush the hair beside her ear, and never took his eyes off her side face the whole time.

Ji Yaoyao was upset: "You have time to help Zhizhi with homework, why don't you have time to help me with homework? You are biased!!"

Ji Zichuan was silent for a moment before looking up at her: "Yaoyao, why don't I help you with your homework, you don't understand?"

An understatement of rhetorical question, without the meaning of harshness, but it still made Ji Yaoyao blush.

Well, she was not born to study, and she said that she wanted to make up her homework, but she just wanted to find some time to spend alone with him.

Basically, she couldn't listen to what he said, and just looked at him with her chin resting on her face the whole time.

She likes to read comics, and feels that there are many handsome and unwanted male protagonists in comics, and Ji Zichuan is used as the prototype. He really has 360 degrees without dead ends, so handsome no matter how you look at it.

The man helped Ji Zhizhi tuck the corner of the quilt casually again, then got up and walked out: "It's getting late, I have to go back to the group, you remember to go to bed early, and read less comic books."

Ji Yaoyao sat on the bed unhappily and watched him go out, and looked down at the comic books that were still spread on the bed. She read all kinds of books with relish before, but now she is so irritable no matter what she reads.

A few seconds later, she grabbed the pillow on the bed, walked barefoot to Ji Zhizhi's bed, stared at her for a while, and then suddenly hit her on the head.

Although it was a soft pillow, it wouldn't hurt too much to smash it, but it still woke Ji Zhizhi up suddenly, and reflexively grabbed the pillow that was about to be smashed with one hand, and yanked it hard.

Ji Yaoyao staggered, was dragged over, and lay directly on the bed.

Her ears were pinched immediately, and she burst into tears in pain as she yelled, "Let go, let go! Ji Zhizhi, I told you to let go, did you hear that?!"

Ji Zhizhi got up and got out of bed while twisting her ears: "Ji Yaoyao, are you promising? If you don't clean up for three days, you will rebel?!"

"You let me go!"

Ji Yaoyao screamed: "Dad!! Mom!! Ji Zhizhi bullies me! She wants to beat me to death! Oh, Mom! Mom, hurry up and save me—"

"Call again? Try calling again?!"

Ji Zhizhi lost his temper, and poked her brow with his empty right hand: "Believe it or not, I made you cry for three days and three nights?!"

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Deng Meng, who was putting on a facial mask, came in and glared at them impatiently: "Noisy! Noisy! You know how noisy! You two little ancestors were born just to make you quarrel?"

"Mom! Mom is bullying me, look..."

Ji Yaoyao tilted her head, trying to turn sideways to show Deng Meng her twisted ears: "Look, look! My ears are going to be pulled off by her! Mom, save me!"

"She hit me first! I was sleeping soundly, but she hit me with a pillow out of nowhere!"

"..."

Deng Meng patted the mask on her face, and looked at the silent Ji Yaoyao: "Hey, it's your turn! Tell me, why did you hit your sister?"

Ji Yaoyao shook her head, her voice lowered unconsciously: "I don't like her."

(End of this chapter)

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