Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

"Of course it's true. I've heard my uncle mention it before."

"Is Yan Mo the future young Grandma Li?"

"Shit, no wonder she's so confident. Her family is a rich family and has an engagement with the prince. She studies well or is a school flower. What did she eat to grow up?"

"I'm so jealous. It's a winner in life."

"Don't you think Li Shao is a little old?"

“……”

Li Beicheng: "

He's only 22

However, Yan Mo is only 15 and the Chinese New Year is only 16, which is seven or eight years away from him.

Probably in the eyes of these children, they are very old at the age of seven or eight.

The prince's face is not very good-looking.

He didn't use the driver. He was the driver himself to take the little girl back.

Although Yan Mo was still sad, he quickly opened the co pilot's door and went up.

Yan Heng sat in the back, lay back and slept in the back.

Anyway, no one was sitting in the back. He was too lazy to talk to Li Beicheng.

Somehow become their parents?

Will he come to the next parents' meeting.

"How's your study recently? Can you catch up when you get back from hospital?"

"I can catch up."

"I'm the first in every exam. I don't delay my study."

Yan Mo was smart and knew what he meant. He thought he had knitted a scarf for him and delayed his study.

"There are several difficulties in physics recently."

"Brother Beicheng, teach me later."

The prince is a real academic bully. He jumps to finish his studies. This high school knowledge is a piece of cake for him.

"I will, too. Why don't you ask me?"

Yan Heng lay in the back with his hands on his head and his legs crossed. "Do you think I don't exist?"

"Brother, you have a lot of homework. How can you have kung fu?"

"And brother Beicheng has finished college. His ideas may be different from ours. Maybe I can learn better ideas for solving problems."

Oh

After all, I still dislike him.

Brother is smelly, Li Beicheng is fragrant.

When I went back, it was more than nine o'clock in the evening.

Li Beicheng bought three pizza.

Yan Heng did have a lot of homework and had to brush a few sets of questions. He took the pizza and went back to his room.

His sister has a big idea.

His brother is too lazy to care.

"Brother Beicheng, you eat pizza first and I'll take out the book."

After entering the study, Yan Mo sat down with Li Beicheng and went to turn over his schoolbag.

Li Beicheng looked up and saw that the pink study was unique to Yan mo.

The area is not small, about 30 square meters, and the bookcase is filled with all kinds of books.

Professional knowledge and various novels.

He turned around and saw several posters of male stars pasted next to him.

Yan Mo obviously likes the male star very much. The poster is very attentive. Below, a thousand paper cranes are placed in the shape of a heart.

Li Beicheng frowned, "do you like this type of male star?"

"Yes, it's handsome. It's a good figure. It's 1.88 meters. It's thin when dressed, meat when undressed, good singing and powerful dancing."

"I just won a dance contest a while ago."

"The key is that he's only eighteen this year. He's just grown up. It's really great."

"I also want a signature from him. My father promised me that if I was still the first in grade this year-end exam, he would ask a friend to help me get a signature photo."

"Therefore, I must hurry to brush the questions."

Hehe

The prince suddenly didn't want to guide her.

"Beicheng brother, drink milk."

Yan Mo turned to get the milk, one bottle for each person.

Li Beicheng nodded and took the bottle of milk as if to drink.

As a result, the hand tilted and the milk spilled all over the poster.

The poor male star looked a little funny with his head drenched.

Yan Mo: "

"Ah, my poster!"

Yan Mo anxiously took a paper towel to wipe it. As a result, the poster had been wet with milk because of too much force.

Tear it, the male star's head was completely wiped by Yan mo.

Yan Mo looked at the wiped poster and fell into deep doubt.

The prince went again, took a bag of new milk and drank it slowly. "Go and do your homework. I'll clean it up for you and buy you some new milk another day."

"Can I have a bigger poster, twice as big as this?"

Yan Mo compared the length and width of the poster, which was a bit of an inch.

Li Beicheng nodded, "no matter how big."

Yan Mo is a little surprised. Is it so easy to talk?

Although Li Beicheng has been very kind to her recently, she feels that this request has been very unreasonable.

Little princess Yan didn't expect what kind of giant poster she would receive in a few days.

"Thank you, brother Beicheng. Brother Beicheng is very kind."

Li Beicheng turned to take out the pizza and gave her a fork.

Yan Mo turned over physics problems while eating.

"Brother Beicheng, this type of question is too difficult for me. I lose points here every time."

"Well, let me see."

Li Beicheng sat beside the little girl, his slender fingers pressed on the white book, and the sound line was thick, "you should change your inherent thinking, so I can teach you..."

Xueba is also different. Yan Mo thinks his IQ is smart enough, but Li Beicheng's problem-solving ideas come out.

She knew why Li Beicheng could jump so quickly, but she couldn't.

This is the IQ of the fighter from Xueba.

Yan Mo raised his question, but was crushed by Li Beicheng's words.

Xueba Mo instantly turned into Xueba slag, crying and hawing.

"Brother Beicheng, am I too stupid?"

The little girl looked up and looked at Li Beicheng with tears. The dim light hit the little girl's exquisite side face. Her hair was black, her eyes were white, and she was quiet like a pair of ink painting.

Li Beicheng was slightly stunned.

"No, you are very smart, but you are trapped by the inherent idea. As long as you jump out of this idea and solve the problem again, it will be much simpler and faster."

"I'll give you a problem."

Li Beicheng took the pen in Yan Mo's hand and quickly worked out a problem.

Yan Mo looked at it with bright eyes.

Brother Beicheng's hands are really beautiful.

They were so busy that it was twelve o'clock.

Yan Heng knocked on the door, yawned and looked at them, "not finished?"

"Li Shao, can't you?"

Li Beicheng looked at him lightly, quickly wrote a question and handed it to him, "you solve it."

"I'll come, I'll come."

Yan Heng took a look at the book in Li Beicheng's hand.

It's a little difficult, but it's not beyond the scope of high school.

Yan Heng thought for a while and solved it and handed it to Li Beicheng, "it's not difficult."

Li Bei took a look at the book, brushed and wrote a few strokes, and gave it back to Yan Heng, "your idea is too pedantic and slow."

"Don't teach her that in the future, or she will become as slow as you."

Yan Heng: "

He looked down and saw that Li Beicheng's problem-solving steps were indeed simpler and faster than him.

Shit!

Yan Shao was mercilessly crushed by the fighter in Xueba.

Li Beicheng took another look at Yan Mo, "take pictures of the problems that won't be solved in the future and give them to me. Your brother's problem-solving ideas are not good. There's no need to ask him again."