Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 195 Mu Huaian vs Nanyi
Nan Yi looked up in surprise, and the boy across from him just put down his serving chopsticks and picked up his own chopsticks to pick up vegetables slowly.There is no explanation for this bowl of fish.

Nan Yi suspected that he had poisoned him, and pushed the bowl back in disgust.

The boy didn't mind either, he ate it by himself, and had to admit that the appearance was really eye-catching.The sense of sight of a real rich and noble son.

If it weren't for his bad moral character, Nan Yi would really choose to have a good face.

Pity.
Seeing the unpredictable expression on the little girl's face for a short moment, Mu Huaian raised his brows slightly: "The daughter of the Nan family holds grudges so much?"

Over there, Wen Lan and Su Qing were talking about jewelry and the like, completely ignoring the two children.

Nan Yi was not afraid of collapsing the design, and kicked someone under the table: "Student, let me help you recall what you said yourself. You'd better pray that you don't meet me next time. You said it, right?"

"Such a good memory."

The boy bent slightly, brushed his trousers lightly, and when he raised his eyes to look at her again, there was a hint of mockery in the bewitching Danfeng's eyes: "It seems that I am deeply impressed."

The little girl bit the spicy chicken and called him a spicy chicken in her heart.

He nodded perfunctorily on his face: "After all, I have seen many people, and this is the first time I have met a beast."

"Birds?"

A low laughter with unknown meaning came, the boy's eyes narrowed slightly, and the brow bone scar moved accordingly, which made his whole face look evil: "Nan Yi, I can't bear this word. After all, what else do I have to say?" None did."

Questioning the mother-child relationship between him and Wen Lan for the nth time.

Nan Yi clicked her tongue, her eyes sparkling dangerously: "As long as you're not afraid of being in a wheelchair for the rest of your life, you can treat me like a beast."

This time, Mu Huaian looked at her with a smile and didn't reply.

Just a gentle smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, watching quietly.Like watching a good show, the attitude of appreciation is full.

All the voices in the ears quieted down, and Nan Yi realized something was wrong.

Stiffly tilting his head, he happened to see the eyes of his mother and idol falling at the same time.

Su Qing and Wen Lan just stopped a topic when they heard the little girl's bold words.

Leaning over to pull her wrist, Su Qing lowered her voice in her ear: "Honey, be more reserved. Are you not afraid of your father's iron stick? Or are you not afraid of your mother's sword?"

On the opposite side, Wen Lan brought some food for his son, and said, "Ah Huai, what good thing have you done?"

The boy rubbed his eyebrows and smiled: "What can I do, but I can't beat her."

The rest:
Instead of creating a gentle and pleasant image of a little princess, she actually earned the title of King Kong Barbie.Su Qing forcibly changed the subject while looking for a seam: "Wen Lan, I received an invitation to watch the French Fashion Week show. Are you going?"

"If you're not busy, you should be."

Wen Lan took out an invitation card from her bag, put it on the table, pressed her fingers and moved it to the opposite side: "I have another card here, you can give it to your friends."

Nan Yi's eyes suddenly lit up, and she excitedly held Su Qing's skirt under the table: "Mom, I want to go too."

"Wait until you meet your father's requirements in the monthly exam at the end of April." Su Qing shook the invitation card at her: "Reserve this for me first."

"The children in the tenth middle school are all very good. The studies in Nanyi should not be bad."

Although I heard from Su Qing that her daughter got in because of connections, but with the genes of the Nan family couple, it is estimated that she will be a top student.

Su Qing thought for a while: "How many grades are you in?"

Nan Yi: "513."

Su Qing turned to look at Wen Lan again: "My daughter took the 513 exam and forgot her ranking just now. The number of grades is her ranking."

South Italy:.
A voice came from the opposite side, and when she cast her gaze, she saw Mu Huaian laughing at the bowl of fish.

　Read it silently a hundred times a day, this is a sand sculpture sweet essay.

　　So please vote.

　　Chimi.

　　Duck——

　　
　
(End of this chapter)