Chapter 2161： Tune well

Chapter 2161

Jing Xiaocha looked at Wen Jin in surprise.

seems to be particularly surprised by his behavior.

That was the milk she had drunk. Not only did Wen Jin not dislike it, but the place where he drank, coincidentally, was the place she drank just now.

This is not that kind of indirect kissing.

Thinking of this, she only felt her face hot and she subconsciously looked away. I scolded myself secretly, thinking too much.

After Wen Jin finished drinking the remaining half a cup of milk, he put the cup on the small table in front of the bed, and then asked Jing Xiaocha, "Have you finished writing?"

"It's finished."

"Has the typo changed?"

"Uh, not yet. I wanted to correct the typo just now, but I forgot when I read the comment." Jing Xiaocha touched her forehead embarrassedly.

"You take a rest, I will help you correct the typos." Wen Jin said as he reached out and took the notebook.

"No need, Brother Wen, I will change it myself."

When he heard that he was going to help correct the typo, Jing Xiaocha panicked.

She did it all by herself these days. Just thinking about reading the comments, she would correct the typos later, but forgot that Wen Jin came back to correct her typos.

And what she wrote these days is not suitable for him to read.

Wen Jin looked at Jing Xiaocha’s flustered expression, and a slight shock flashed in her ink eyes, "Isn't it finished yet?"

"No, it's not."

Jing Xiaocha looks unnatural.

A small slender hand is holding the corner of the notebook. In fact, her strength is no better than Wen Jin. As long as Wen Jin works hard, she can't grab the notebook back.

"why?"

Wen Jin looked at Jing Xiaocha with his eyes narrowed slightly.

I haven't helped her check for typos in the past few days. Is she not used to it?

Jing Xiaocha blinked, "Just a few typos, I can correct it myself, Brother Wen, you just came back from the outside, go back to the room and take a shower."

"Since there are only a few typos, it won't take much time. You have worked for so long, so take a break."

Wen Jin took away Jing Xiaocha’s hand and hugged the notebook to her lap.

The moment Jing Xiaocha was caught by him, her heart trembled, as if she was possessed by the heroine in the article at this moment.

She suddenly realized that the heroine’s heartbeat and shyness when the heroine was caught by her little hand.

Wen Jin gave her a suspicious look, opened the software, and asked, "How many words did you write today?"

"Six thousand characters."

Jing Xiaocha answered softly.

After hesitating for a moment, she couldn't think of a reason to stop Wen Jin. She found an excuse and said, "Brother Wen, I will take the cup down first, and you will check it slowly."

Before Wen Jin stopped, Jing Xiaocha took the cup on the bedside table and walked out.

If Wen Jin didn’t understand why Jing Xiaocha was so flustered just now, watching her escape from the back, she suddenly understood a little bit in her heart.

Looking down at the contents of the notebook, Wen Jin found out the reason after a while.

Sure enough, as he thought.

looked up at the direction of the door again, Jing Xiaocha escaped too hurriedly, not even closing the door of the room.

After Jing Xiaocha took the cup downstairs, she didn't go back to the room immediately, but went to Zhang Minghui's room.

Zhang Minghui was reading extracurricular books and saw Jing Xiaocha coming in. He immediately stood up and shouted "Auntie."

"Xiaohui is still reading?"

Jing Xiaocha smiled and walked towards him.

Zhang Minghui nodded, hesitated, and asked softly, "Aunt, can I call my parents?"

Jing Xiaocha was stunned for a second, and then nodded, “Of course, but, my phone is in the room, you can run over and get it.”

"Great."

Getting permission, Zhang Minghui immediately agreed, put down his extracurricular books, turned around and ran out of the room.

In less than two minutes, he ran back with Jing Xiaocha’s mobile phone, "Auntie, Uncle Wen is looking for you."

"Leave him alone, you call first."

Jing Xiaocha pretended to be calm and composed, but he quickly thought about how to face Wen Jin when he returned to the room for a while.

Will he ask anything?

Wait for him to leave before going back.

Zhang Minghui was just helping Wen Jin to spread the word. Jing Xiaocha didn't go back to the room, and he didn't say anything anymore. He dialed the number of his father that he had in mind.

The phone rang several times before Zhang Jinlei’s voice came through the radio wave, mixed with a hint of noise, "Hey."

"It's me, Xiaohui."

"Xiaohui, do you miss dad?" Zhang Jinlei was very happy to hear Zhang Minghui's voice.

"When are you free, I want to see you." Zhang Minghui glanced at Jing Xiaocha beside him and said stiffly.

Jing Xiaocha's eyes flickered, and did not speak, but quietly watched Zhang Minghui talk on the phone.

Two minutes later, Zhang Minghui hung up and returned the phone to Jing Xiaocha to explain, “Auntie, when I see my dad tomorrow, I must tell him that I will not make up rumors anymore in the future.”

"That's all gone."

Jing Xiaocha shook her head indifferently. No matter what Zhang Jinlei has done, it has nothing to do with Xiaohui.

Let Zhang Minghui think otherwise, and said firmly, “I will not let anyone hurt my aunt, even my parents. If they don’t agree, I will cut off relations with them.”

"Xiaohui, no matter how bad they are, they are the ones who gave birth to you and raised you. It used to be that their way of educating you was wrong, but they are still very good to you. You can't cut off your relationship with them because of your aunt.

"But they are so bad to aunt."

"It's fine if Xiaohui is kind to aunt." Jing Xiaocha gently touched Zhang Minghui's head.

Zhang Minghui said comfortingly, "It's not just Xiaohui who likes aunt, but Uncle Wen also likes aunt."

"……"

Jing Xiaocha’s mouth twitched slightly.

"Auntie, Uncle Wen seems to have something to do with you. Go back to your room as soon as possible. He is still waiting for you in your room."

"No hurry, he's okay."

Jing Xiaocha answered with a smile.

Just walked to the chair two steps away and sat down, and asked Zhang Minghui, "Are there any plans for this holiday?"

"Auntie, wait a minute."

After Zhang Minghui finished speaking, he ran to the desk a few steps away and took a notebook and returned, and respectfully handed it to Jing Xiaocha, "Auntie, this is the plan I wrote, and there is a form."

Jing Xiaocha smiled and took his notebook.

After reading the plan he wrote and the form he made, Jing Xiaocha's eyes showed appreciation, "Xiaohui, you wrote very well."

"Auntie, this is what Zi Yi taught me."

"Zi Yi is so young, would he write plans and make such forms?" Jing Xiaocha looked at him slightly surprised.

Zhang Minghui nodded, his eyes admiring Mo Ziyi, "Aunt, although Ziyi is younger than me, he knows a lot more than me. I admire him so much. He still teaches Qingqing to read words every day."

"is it?"

"Yes, Zi Yi said, Qingqing should be trained to become a talented woman."

"Tuning?"

Jing Xiaocha is surprised again, are children so precocious now?

Zhang Minghui instead scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Zi Yi said, he has to train Qingqing well."

(End of this chapter)