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Of course, Jiang Han would not say it frantically in front of the two children.

Some things are just fine in your heart.

Qiao Yingzi wanted to grab Fang Yifan's gluten, but it's a pity that the monkey's speed is beyond your imagination.

Before Qiao Yingzi reached out, Fang Yifan had already swallowed it.

Jiang Han rubbed the girl's head, then fed her a piece of grilled sausage.

He reached out and gently pinched her slender waist.

"Skunk Jianghan, what are you doing, Fang Yifan is still here!" Qiao Yingzi blushed,

"That's not it, I dare not if there is no one."

Jiang Han winked at her with a smirk, and whispered in her ear.

"Stinking rogue!"

He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

The warm air hit Qiao Yingzi's ear tips, making the girl short of breath for an instant.

At the same time, the roots of the ears become pink and transparent.

Jiang Han saw how cute she was, so he had no choice but to stop bullying her.

After all, Fang Yifan was still staring bitterly at the meat skewers in front of him.

Chapter 102: Aunt Song, I have taken care of the child

Chapter 102: Aunt Song, I have taken care of the child

After dinner, the three of them played Lego secretly at Jiang Han's house, and Fang Yifan was so sleepy that he wanted to go to bed.

This guy is already impatient, and being able to help with Lego is his last insistence.

"This dead monkey is unreliable at all." Qiao Yingzi glared at Fang Yifan's back angrily and complained.

Jiang Han smiled faintly, "If he is reliable, sows will climb up trees. If he can show his heart to chase Tao Zi, I guess I can get you this Lego tonight." Glancing at Fang Yifan, Jiang Han curled his lips speechlessly.

"That's right, there is a saying, it's short and weak, haha." Qiao Yingzi joked cheerfully.

Hearing this, Jiang Han stared at Qiao Yingzi strangely.

Little girl, what you said is not quite right, where do you think it is?

Can you lend me one?

"He is short and weak, what about me?" Jiang Han suddenly had such an idea in his heart, and smiled.

"Damn it, speak yellow accent there again."

Qiao Yingzi rolled his eyes at Jiang Han, blushed, and sneaked into his room in a hurry.

Looking at the empty house, Jiang Han felt a little bored.

Just thinking about it, an idea suddenly appeared in Jiang Han's mind.

He looked towards Fang Yifan's room and suddenly became dangerous.

How can a child not go home after committing a crime?

It's really bad if the parents are worried.

Fang Yifan, you are not worried about your mother, I feel sorry for you.

Thinking about it, Jiang Han sent Song Qian a message.

"Aunt Song, everything is fine at home, the child has been put to sleep by me, when will you be back?

Song Qian's cell phone, who was rushing home, suddenly rang.

Pick it up and take a look.

I was taken aback for a moment.

Jiang Han's words seemed to be telling her that she was safe.

But why does it sound weird? I always feel that this guy's tone is not right.

what kid?

Do you think you are Yingzi's father?

You also take advantage of your own daughter, so be yourself.

Song Qian rolled her eyes angrily and replied.

"I thank you."

"Blind, it's a small matter. It's my honor to help Aunt Song take good care of Yingzi."

Song Qian could not help but want to punch Jiang Han twice when she saw the cheap text message he replied.

Before Song Qian could reply, Jiang Han continued to speak.

"By the way, Fang Yifan is at your house. He probably committed a crime at school and dared not go home. You should send Auntie Wenjie a message to save her from worrying.

"This child is really worrying."

"I see."

Song Qian couldn't stand Jiang Han's tone of voice.

Gritting his teeth tightly, he replied lightly.

After Jiang Han settled all this, he turned and left Song Qian's house.

Do not take away a speck of dust.

After returning to his home, Jiang Han opened Tong Wenjie's special photo album to admire while taking a shower.

Well……

This bath is a bit hot.

Thinking of the 'Hedong Lion's Roar' coming from Song Qian's house, Jiang Han felt a little hot.

Tell me about Aunt Wenjie, if this voice is used in the right way, it would be great.

Pity……

It took more than half an hour to take a bath before Jiang Han reluctantly walked out of the bathroom.

The long night is long, only the book is with me...

the next day.

English, comprehensive exams successfully completed.

After the results of the last subject came out, Li Meng couldn't wait to know Jiang Han's ranking

She is not in the slightest mood now that the newcomer Lin Lei'er got the first grade in the class.

Because, in terms of scoring, Jiang Han's partiality was unmatched.

"Teacher Pan, what is Jiang Han's ranking?" Li Meng asked directly.

"I'll take a look."

Pan Shuai searched on the computer.

"29...oh, thirty, just at the end of the sprint bus."

"This kid is really mysterious. He is 31 points higher than the 2st place."

Pan Shuai glanced at Jiang Han's ranking, and couldn't help but speak.

thirty?

Hearing this ranking, Li Meng became more and more speechless towards Jiang Han.

When the exam is a joke.

"This stinky boy!"

Li Meng was so angry that she slapped the table directly, scaring the teachers in the office.

Seeing that Li Meng was suddenly so angry, all the teachers were at a loss.

No, so many people in your class have entered the sprint class, why are you angry?

The newcomer Lin Lei'er is the first in the class, can you give us some face?

"Teacher Pan, what is wrong with Teacher Li..."

A few teachers came over and asked gossip.

"Blind, you guys don't know something. Before this Jiang Han transferred to another school, he scored 739 points in the third year of high school, but this time he got more than 540 points. Teacher Li Meng is a little unhappy."

"There's nothing to be upset about. The difficulty of each province is different. If he can get a high score in that province, it means that the difficulty of that province is not high." A teacher said.

Pan Shuai smiled, but did not answer directly.

Instead, he said speechlessly:

"Let me tell you the truth, this kid has 55 in Chinese, 51 in mathematics, 147 in English, and 290 in comprehensive science. Do you think this is the reason why he is not difficult?"

This time, all the teachers shut their mouths.

Nearly four subjects are close to full marks, but why are they so outrageously poor in Chinese and mathematics?

"Can the language really be so poor?"

Someone couldn't help asking curiously.

"Hehe, it's not a bad problem." Pan Shuai shook his head helplessly.

This paper was corrected by him, and Pan Shuai knew the problem best.

"He either left the Chinese paper blank or chose it blindly. The score of 55 came from the composition."

"Mathematics is also the same. Pick the most difficult one to get points, and the rest are the same."

Hearing Pan Shuai's answer, everyone gasped.

This Nima.