Chapter 1493

Zhan Muqian picked up his eyebrows with disapproval: "not on purpose, eh?"

Jiang Miaoyu nodded violently: "it's not intentional. People are really studying hard..."

Zhan muqianjun's face has no waves, no expression, and he can't see whether he believes her or not.

He seemed to glance casually at the maths paper she was writing at her desk.

Long finger seems to point to a question at will: "are you sure you want to choose C for this question? Have a good look."

Miaoyu hurriedly performed in a meditative manner. Looking at the question, he repeatedly said, "well, did I choose the wrong one, B or..."

The girl's voice didn't fall, and the back of her head touched him.

"Little bastard, I believe your words to have ghost, this is a judgment question, let you choose t or F, you wrote a C for me, no wonder the math can give me 18 scores, Meng don't give me serious Meng!"

Miaoyu's smiling face was wrinkled. He rubbed the back of his head with small hands and put on an expression of sharp pain.

"Second uncle, don't hit people's heads. They are stupid enough. The more you hit me, the more stupid you are. I think I am so stupid. I must have been hit by you when I was a child!"

Zhan Muqian looked at her in a funny and angry way, bent his fingers and poked her on the forehead.

"Why is it so unpromising that it's so hard for you to do your homework with snacks?"

Jiang Miaoyu frowned and muttered, "I don't have the talent in this field. I don't have the intelligence of my uncle. What can I do? I'm desperate."

Zhan Muqian can't laugh or cry, "why don't you blame me for your 18 points?"

Miaoyu bit his lips and winked at him.

Zhan Muqian can't help but reach out and gently pinch her nose.

The unlucky boy.

It's heaven sent to harm him.

Although the 17-year-old Jiang mianmianmian was rebellious, he didn't have so many ancient and ingenious ideas.

In short, no good fish is so bad.

Miaoyu is a wilting little bastard.

He pinched the tip of her nose and couldn't help saying: "it's a ghost. I didn't know how to study before. It's also this virtue now. It seems that you are doomed not to be a bully."

Hearing this, Miaoyu asked, "when did you mean you didn't know how to study?"

“……” Zhan Muqian seems to realize later that he's leaking.

But quickly cover up the past: "I mean, you are such a child, primary school did not pass, I did not hit you, born so stupid."

It's really weird.

Jiang Miaoyu is a left-handed man.

It's said that left-handed people have extremely developed right brain, and their logical thinking and calculation ability are not poor.

But the ginger fish, ginger cotton and cotton are not good.

Miaoyu's mouth was flat and murmured, "since I've been growing up like this, why does the second uncle force me to study?"

Zhan Muqian is helpless on his face. "He's pissed off the most authoritative math professor in Jincheng. Do you think I should beat you this time?"

Miaoyu looks at his helpless expression.

I think this man has already lost his temper.

She cleverly threw her hands around his arm, and shook his arm to play coquettish.

"I'll think about beating me later if I have time. Er Shu, it's such a fine day today. I'm still growing up. Adolescent girls should be in the sun more. Let me go out and play. Please."

Zhan Muqian could not help laughing: "I'm going out to talk now. Are you going with me?"