After the Marriage Cancellation, She Becomes a True Ancestor

  Chapter 644 Extraordinary (Forty-four)

  At noon that day, all four dishes and one soup were eaten cleanly.

  There is not a single grain of rice left in the kitchen.

  In the afternoon, Bo Yicheng went back to school for class, still a little stray in his mind.

  Bo Limo has passed the interview, so she doesn’t have to go to school in the afternoon.

  The mother and daughter nest on the sofa and play a black-and-white game.

  I can’t believe it. In the game, Slay is the second most popular student in the sixth grade.

  I can't believe it, the first mother is the second mother.

  In the middle, Lin Zhan came online, and Su was about to invite him, and Lin Zhan went offline again.

  Lin Zhan was half busy at the company, so he went to the next door to find his wife to make friends.

  The two of them were tired and crooked for a long time in the rest room, Lin Zhan said that they played a game in front of his wife.

  As a result, who knew that Su Ye and her daughter were there as soon as they went online.

  With the mother and daughter here, can he still be handsome?

  Hurry up and go offline.

  After school in the evening, Bo Yicheng’s bicycle went back to the Bo’s compound.

  The crisp bicycle bell rang all the way.

  Bo Limo greeted her, and the siblings entered the house together.

  Eat too much at noon, and it’s not Su Ye who cooks at night. Both brothers and sisters stopped eating.

  Bo Yicheng said that he would teach Bo Limo in chemistry and physics.

   are all new courses added after junior high school.

  Compared to listening to the teacher, Bo Limo is of course more willing to listen to his brother.

  Go into the brother’s study. His brother’s chair is high, and Bo Limo sits on his two slender legs without touching the ground.

  Bo Yicheng thoughtfully helped her adjust the height, and then pulled a chair to sit beside her.

  Hold up the pen and start writing questions on the notebook.

  Bo Limo put his gaze on his brother's desk.

  His desk is clean, and it's a world apart from Bo Limo's room.

  A long row of books on the bookshelf, from "Three-Body", "Devil Physics"... to "Gravitational Waves".

  No book is not brain-burning.

  The most important thing is that the size of all the books is quite exact the same. Any book that will protrude a little bit in height and width cannot enter his bookshelf.

  The butler knocked on the door and brought in a plate of freshly washed little cherry tomatoes.

  The expression is particularly kind: "Little master, little lady, eat some cherry tomatoes and add vitamins."

  Bo's family hasn't been so prosperous and lively for many years.

  It happened that Bo Yicheng wrote a few questions.

  He took the compote and put the book with the title in front of his sister: "Try it."

   "Well," when Bo Limo was examining the question, he leaned his chin with one hand and turned a pen with the tip of his other finger.

  Her hands are quite small, but she can see the slender and beautiful hands, the fingertips are very light, and the pen is like alive, from top to bottom and from bottom to top on her fingertips.

  About one minute later, I started to write on the notebook.

  Bo Yicheng’s questions are of course not as common as those that would appear in ordinary junior high school textbooks.

  The two brothers and sisters continue to do so, and they don’t know how much technology they will master in the future.

  Look at the notebook.

  Brother's handwriting is heroic and fair.

  Sister's handwriting is like a wild snake dancing.

  ……

   "It's done?" Bo Yicheng handed her the plate of little cherry tomatoes and exchanged the notebook.

  Bo Limo lowered his head, and in the next second, he directly narrowed his eyes.

  It’s no wonder that when she just did the problem, she kept seeing her brother at the plate for a while.

  There are dozens of small cherry tomatoes in the whole plate, arranged one by one, from outside to inside, one circle after another.

  Tidy and well-proportioned.

  Bo Limo: "..."

  What kind of performance art is this?

  What she didn’t know was that her brother was extremely rigorous, stubborn, and self-disciplined, even surpassing her father.

  Bo Yicheng saw her staring straight at the cherry tomatoes in his hand, and a gentle smile was awakened at the corners of her lips: "Eat some."

  Bo Limo stretched out her small pink tongue like a cat to lick the corners of her lips, and squeezed out two pieces from the middle and threw them into her small mouth. One bite broke, and the sour and sweet juice instantly overflowed between her teeth.

Delicious.

  Bo Yicheng looked at his sister's expression and laughed, but when he looked down and noticed the plate, his smile suddenly stiffened.

  After being taken two from the middle by the younger sister, the whole set of cherry tomatoes were all messed up.

  Bo Yicheng’s forehead is oozing fine sweat...

  ——

  Summer vacation ends and Yali Middle School opens.

  Regardless of top class and ordinary class, all students are randomly divided into classes.

   Just over half a month after school started, Bo Limo, the first in the grade, became a celebrity in Yali Middle School with his outstanding temperament appearance.

  There are countless senior boys whistling at her after school.

  But Bo Yicheng takes his sister to and from school every day, and the boys have no chance to start.

  Of course, there are other obstacles...

  The first grade (6) of junior high school.

  Zhang Mao came back from the office with a thick pile of Chinese homework.

  As soon as he walked to the door, he was stopped by three tall, handsome-looking senior boys.

  "Are you Bo Limo at the same table?"

  Zhang Mao’s chin was pressed against the thick stack of workbooks, and a chubby hand was free to push the glasses, strangely brave: "I am."

  The corners of the senior boys’ lips curled up with a wicked smile, as if mocking Zhang Mao’s sparse head.

The headed one took a bag of fragrant fast food from the younger brother, and when he handed it to Zhang Mao, he raised an eyebrow at him: "Tell you to be at the same table. It was sent by Feng Bing from Class 2 of the third grade. I will go to the fast food restaurant in person. Line up to buy it for her!"

  When I said this, the boy's tone sounded, and there was a bit of shyness in the domineering...

  Zhang Mao nodded very sensibly: "Okay, don't worry, I will tell her."

  The senior boys nodded in satisfaction, and hung fast food on the fingers of the little fat man holding the workbook, and several of them went away.

Zhang Mao took advantage of his small head and glanced around the corner, making sure that the pedestrian was not visible, then quickly glanced from the back door at the same table with his arms and hat still sleeping, and quickly put the workbook back on his desk. , And then ran to the corner of no one holding the bag of fast food.

   Squatting in the corner, eating up all the fast food in a couple of bites.

   Throw the remaining courier bags into the trash can, wipe off the evidence of the crime at the corner of the mouth, and finally drew out the ice-cold plum soup health drink that he bought for Bo Limo from his trouser pocket.

   Coming here this month, Zhang Mao has long been used to it.

  Those who want to give Bo Limo something, don’t care whether it’s breakfast or dessert, they are all cut off by him!

  Bo Limo can only eat what he buys.

  Moreover, these fast foods are not nutritious at all. If you eat too much, you can get acne easily!

   "Oh, I bought you a drink at the same table again? But you really are at the same table, but I don’t know if people can follow you?"

   A particularly uncomfortable sound came from the corner.

  One second later, a pretty but slightly cheesy girl with a small pink hairpin appeared from behind the wall.

  Zhang Mao: "Qi Wanyao, I like to be nice to her! Use you to be more nosy?"

  　3-4 more~

  　　Baby, guess whose child Qi Wanyao is~

  (End of this chapter)