Dressed as the palm of the nemesis prince

Chapter 51 I'm Too Tired
"Hmph, I tell you that you are not old or young every day." Lin Chuchu let out a small sigh of relief, and let go of Lin Zimo.

"Ahem...you, sister, you are so barbaric," Lin Zimo touched his throat, looked at Lin Chuchu who was heartless and complacent, suddenly his expression darkened, and he lowered his head and said softly, "I'm sorry..."

Lin Chuchu raised her eyebrows in surprise, tilted her head slightly, and looked at him with a smile in her eyes: "Yo, what did you say? Speak louder, I didn't hear clearly."

Lin Zimo looked up at her quickly, then puffed up his round cheeks, tilted his head, and spit out three words again quickly: "Sister, I'm sorry for you."

"Oh," Lin Chuchu smiled even more, and poked Lin Zimo's head with his hand. Seeing him dodging, he smiled and ruffled his hair deliberately: "Dare you know that you are sorry for me, and reflect silently? Well, A child can be taught, and he is not broken to the root."

The kid's appearance of admitting his mistake obediently is quite likable.

"Don't rub my head! Being rubbed on the head by a woman..." Lin Zimo frowned, and patted off Lin Chuchu's hot hands on his hair with one hand.

"The president is not tall, so he's incapable, right? You're a little superstitious." Lin Chuchu had had enough trouble, hugged a pillow in her arms, pressed her elbows on it, and finally restrained her slapstick smile.

"Tell me, how did you get hurt?" Lin Chuchu looked at him and said seriously: "Don't lie, I have already checked the barbell rack, if it wasn't artificially pulled, how could it happen that it fell down and injured you by accident? you."

Lin Zimo lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes flickered silently, his lips were murmured, he wanted to speak but didn't know what to say, and he gently rubbed his injured right arm with his left hand.

"Are you still hiding it from me?" Lin Chuchu hugged her knees and looked at him, "Actually, I doubted your mother at first..."

"It's not my mother!" Lin Zimo raised his head suddenly, and said seriously: "My mother will never harm me!"

Lin Chuchu nodded again and again: "Well, I agree with this point, the poison of a tiger does not eat its children, your mother, you will only try to harm me."

Lin Zimo looked up at her, and found that she looked indifferent, as if she didn't care about the stumbling blocks Su made her.

"I hurt myself on purpose." Lin Zimo drooped his head, his small face full of worries.

"Why?" Lin Chuchu didn't understand.

How painful this arm is!
Lin Zimo lifted his injured right arm, tears flickered in his big eyes: "Because I don't want to hold the pen anymore, I'm too tired..."

Lin Chuchu looked at him in surprise, a six or seven year old child, too tired?why?

Lin Zimo stretched out his left hand and pointed to the desk not far away: "You are a woman, even if you don't participate in the draft and become a concubine, the mansion will only give you a few dowry in the future, and you will go to your husband's house, but I'm different."

Lin Zimo paused, and laughed at himself: "The expectations of my parents are too heavy on me, so heavy that I can hardly breathe."

As the only son and only grandson of the Lin family, since Lin Zimo can remember, Lin Xiang and Su Shi have been nagging at him every day——

"Learn from your master!"

"Look at your handwriting, it's written like a turtle crawling, rewrite!"

"The future of my Lin family depends on you, you have to work hard!"

"Copy "XX Treatise" ten times for me, and you must memorize it backwards!"

……

Lin Zimo's big teardrops fell down in grievance: "I'm too stupid, I can't read well, I can't practice handwriting well, so I..."

"So you thought of self-injury and self-injury, and chose to escape from all of this?" Lin Chuchu sighed, seeing how aggrieved and sad he was crying, and handed him a handkerchief, but still said with disgust: " Yay, how old are you? Crying with snot and tears, it's so dirty!"

Lin Zimo also thought he was ashamed of crying, but he couldn't stop, picked up a handkerchief, and wiped his tears and nose.

"Don't cry," Lin Chuchu complained angrily, "I was forced to be scapegoated, what did I say? Let me tell you, there are only teachers who can't teach students well. If you can't learn well, you can only blame your teacher The level is too rubbish."

　That's right!Failure to teach the law is the original sin!Agree, let me see your little hands and tickets~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)