Chapter 89

Cotton padded quilt rubbed his head and felt like a small pet who could not bear it.

Today, the bastard Chi Yu called her little Mrs. Zhan. When she heard that How to say, there is a little bit of beauty in my heart.

Now I want to come, Chi Yu's son of a bitch is clearly satirizing her.

She's funny.

Inexplicably married, became the wife of war chief, and foolishly lived in war chief's private house

From the beginning to the end, she is a chess piece played by Zhan Muqian.

The funniest thing is that she still sent this piece to the door by herself - no, she sent it to the marching area by herself.

……

After a while, he was willing to raise his chin. His big black eyes were fixed on him, and he said: "if I want to hit someone, uncle, are you going to lend me your soldiers?"

The chief officer smiled. He felt her face as if he were a child. His tone was plain and he said: "yes, if you have to, what can I do?"

Jiang Mianmian does not look at him at the beginning, but turns a big white eye in his heart.

-- I want to borrow your soldiers. How about beating the scum chief!

After all, the little woman didn't say what she thought. She pushed Zhan Muqian aside and stood up. "I'm hungry. I'm going downstairs for dinner."

……

After dinner, the super Professor hired by the war chief came to the door and tutored Jiang Mianmian as usual.

Two hours later, it was already ten o'clock, but Jiang mianmianmian was still lying on the desk, not even finishing the first English practice.

Professor has a headache A few times ago, although Jiang mianmianmian was not very serious, he could learn a little.

I don't know what happened tonight. She asked gently several times, "Miss Jiang, are you not feeling well?"

When Zhan Muqian comes out of his big study and enters Mianmian's study for routine inspection.

"Miss Jiang looks very tired," the professor said in embarrassment. "Let's have a rest earlier tonight."

Zhan Muqian frowned, reached out and pulled out the paper she was writing from under the girl's arm.

He began to look at the single-choice questions, there were 20 in total. The more he looked, the more gloomy his face became. When he saw the 15th question, he gave up and slapped the paper on the table.

"Ginger cotton cotton, stand up."

He ordered in a cold voice.

Mian Mian raised her little face displeased, but her butt didn't move, so she stared at him.

"Why?"

The war chief took a breath: "have you seen the standard answer?"

"What the hell?" Cotton cotton heart under don't understand, can't be all right?

"Otherwise, how can you make all the mistakes?!"

The professor standing on one side was very embarrassed. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. If he didn't laugh, his stomach hurt.

Chief officer is obviously the ginger cotton cotton cotton is not long into the air.

His face was serious and majestic, and he did not have the appearance of being patient and gentle with her.

"Oh, it's all about grammar. I really can't. It's blind. It's all wrong Count me out, count me out. "

Jiang Mianmian said in a big way without thinking about it.

Zhan Muqian's face was cold, and he motioned with his eyes to the teacher to leave.

As the professor packed up his things and walked out, he couldn't help persuading: "Mr. Zhan, you have something to say. Don't be angry. Miss Jiang is still young. Please calm down..."

Calm down?

He wanted to calm down.

Did Jiang Mianmian give him a chance to calm his anger!

The door of the study was taken, and only two of them were left in the empty room.

The war chief picked up the stationery ruler on the table.

Although it's plastic, it's not a proper ruler, but it's enough to teach her a lesson.