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Chapter 957 Rewind (3)

"Dong~~"

The large pendulum clock placed in the corner of the living room made a low but bright sound, and the curved hand full of European style slowly pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon.

Through the open floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see that the weather outside is still very good, the sun is bright and warm.

The breeze blew up a corner of the curtains, and there seemed to be a warm atmosphere in the air that made people feel calm and peaceful spread silently.

"That's roughly the case. Well...sorry, I let you... see this situation."

He raised his hand and held the hair around his ear. Mother Zheng looked helpless and glanced at the petite figure beside him who was lying on the sofa and sulking. He couldn't help but look a little apologetic and looked at him who was sitting opposite them.

"Ah... it's okay, this is not something that requires an apology. You... just have it."

After all, he didn't see any extraordinary scene just now.

In front of him, Zheng's mother rarely took out a serious attitude as a mother, frowned with a cold face, held a white and tender ear with her bare hands, and taught her a lesson for more than ten minutes in a deep voice before it was over.

In fact, he knew very well that this should be because he was worried that he was like an outsider, so of course he didn't do much, so he couldn't... he really took off his pants and spanked him in front of him?

So, although it seems that because of his arrival today, Zheng's mother felt that she had lost face in front of others and was annoyed, to be strict, a middle school girl who was openly committed suicide was a little lucky because of him.

His answer was good intentions, and he wanted to bring the topic over in an understatement, so that it would be good for everyone.

However, what was unexpected was that after he said this, the petite figure who was originally holding a pillow and lying on the other end of the sofa suddenly raised his head before he could speak.

She turned her face slightly, stared at him with her big almond-like eyes, and then frowned very much like her mother, her soft lips moved, and muttered, "Who are you? The person being scolded is not you, of course...ah! Mom~~Mom!!"

She twisted her eyebrows and sat up with a small pillow in her arms. Her bright and clear eyes looked at her mother who was angry on her face. After a moment, she was still depressed and said dissatisfied in that low and weak tone: "My ears are still red until now, okay..."

"How do I teach you normally? What should I do when I see an oppa?"

After retracting the hand that knocked on the girl's forehead, Zheng's mother frowned again. In an instant, a faint sense of majesty emanated with her cold and beautiful face.

So, when we, who are only twelve years old, Jung Soo-jing, saw her mother like this, she was so cowardly that she dared not say anything.

She frowned her fine eyebrows, bit her lips with her teeth, and turned her head hesitantly to look at him sitting opposite them. She looked a little embarrassed, and there was a little resentment and resentment in her little eyes.

After a while of silence, she still puffed her mouth and lay down with the pillow again, refusing to speak.

Seeing the situation, he had no special expression. A faint soft smile flashed in his deep eyes. After thinking about it, he was about to speak to Zheng's mother and say something good. It was just a little superficial effort, and there was no need to be so serious.

However, the mother and daughter may really be in the same lineage.

Seeing her little daughter having awkwardly in front of the guests at the critical moment, Zheng's mother seemed to frown even tighter. Then, her eyes suddenly moved downward and landed on the little butt wrapped in the slinged jeans with one-piece slings.

The next moment, a little strange color flashed through his eyes. He stretched out without changing his face and patted him very naturally... Then, his voice said in a slightly cold voice: "I'm talking to you, have you forgotten the etiquette I taught you before?"

Yes, it really spanked.

For a moment, he quickly covered his hips with both hands and stood up halfway. Even he couldn't help but be stunned, his face seemed very subtle.

"Mom, Mom!!"

"Right, no, call me, man?"

Not afraid of the little girl staring at her little face with a red face, nor did she pay attention to the incredible look in her little daughter's eyes. Zheng's mother frowned, narrowed her eyes, and said in a deep voice in a meaningful tone.

Immediately, my slender body seemed to tremble.

Then, he greeted a mournful little face facing him with an expression that didn't know what to do.

In the end, she didn't hold on for too long. She lowered her little head, and her long, black and shiny hair fell down. After the hidden hair, a very whispered reluctance was heard-

“o…oppa, hello…”

This greeting is crisp and pleasant, with a little childishness that has not faded. Coupled with this girl's natural cute tone, even if the coldest person hears it, his heart will not be able to soften.

I have to say that it was not until this time that he had the opportunity to observe the little girl's appearance.

A head of black hair fell on her shoulders, a little messy and slender hair stuck to her tender cheeks, and the slightly red eyes looked particularly adorable. Her beautiful facial features seemed to have perfectly inherited the mother's genes, and there was still a little baby fat left on her cheeks, which made her look straight and cute when combined.

The original figure of Xiaodou Ding has grown up like a strip. She wore a snow-white short T-shirt coat and dark blue suspender jeans. She looked very slender just by kneeling on the sofa.

Um……

Overall, very cute.

I'm really sorry, for the few adjectives in his mind for girls, he can only give such an evaluation that sounds quite insincere.

He had no disgust towards this girl who was only twelve years old now. Although he was a little bit second...but, it was very cute, isn't it?

So, without thinking, he smiled slightly, and he put a smile on his face that he thought was more friendly. He smiled at the little face that was still frowning and pouting, "Hello, krystal."

"The Korean name is Xiujing and Zheng Xiujing." Zheng's mother added softly.

So far, although there was a little uncontrollable "small episode" at the beginning, the development of things has been going in the direction I hoped.

Zheng's mother finally showed a very common gentle smile on her face, and she clapped her hands and said, "Okay, then the greetings for meeting will end here. Xiujing, this is Han Yu, Han Yu Oppa, you are about to go back to China. He just ended his high school studies in China, so my mother specially invited someone to tutor you. You must study hard, do you understand?"

After saying this, his tone became strict and solemn again.

Seeing this, Zheng Xiujing had no choice but to nod obediently.

But after a moment, she blinked her eyes again, as if she had understood something, her pair of almond-sized eyes turned around, glanced at the slender figure sitting opposite the mother and daughter, and asked in a low voice: "So, what you said a few days ago, the oppa you might come to our house to stay is... refers to him?"

At this time, she also spoke in Korean, which was a bit stumbling and was not so skillful. Fortunately, the specific meaning was expressed.

This question was a little more reckless. Zheng's mother frowned when she heard this, subconsciously turned her head to pay attention to the reaction around her. After seeing that there was no strange color on his face, she felt relieved.

"Jordan Chan, before studying, my mother asked you to learn etiquette first and not take the problems you brought back from outside as advantages."

From the perspective of Zheng's mother, it is understandable that she cares about her daughter's verbal etiquette, but sometimes her cold and somewhat unspeakable personality still inspires the rebelliousness of the girl during adolescence.

“hing!”

He made a heavy nasal sound to declare his attitude.

Zheng Xiujing tightened her face unhappily, held the pillow in her hands and turned around, sat cross-legged on the sofa with bare white feet.

It is like showing your determination with this silent behavior.

What's a pity is that Zheng's mother obviously doesn't catch a cold about this.

After seeing this little girl's reaction, she not only frowned twice again, but her face became cold and thoughtful inadvertently emerged.

While turning her head, she looked a little embarrassed to him, who was an outsider who was sandwiched between them and their mother and daughter. She lowered her head silently with apologies, and then said, "I'm going out to do things with your dad soon. In the afternoon, you will study hard at home... I'm sorry, Xiaoyu."

"Ah, yes, don't worry..."

"Mother!"

Before he could finish his words, a cute and indignant voice changed back to English and started to speak loudly.

"I still have..."

"There is no room for you to discuss this matter."

Zheng Xiujing had just pursed her mouth and frowned and stood up. Zheng's mother's words also interrupted her half of the words. The unquestionable tone made the atmosphere seem to be frozen.

Zheng Xiujing took a deep breath, looked at her mother who was elegant and calm in her expression, and then she inexplicably glared at someone opposite her, and turned her back to her back and became sulky and stopped talking.

"alright."

Seeing that the living room was in a strange silence for a moment, Zheng's mother folded her skirt without changing her face and stood up. Her voice was soft and she heard clearly into the ears of the other two people present, as if she had a final say!

"In the next half day, you are the only two of you at home... I hope that when the two of you can get along well when they are together, maybe you may not necessarily fall in love with each other?"

In an instant.

They seemed to have telepathy, and they were sitting opposite each other in their seats, with their faces moving in unison, and they looked at each other.

Just one glance, the meaning is profound.

There are complaints and disgusts that are difficult to calm down, there are also gentle and light smiles, and... a hint of unreasonable love that has already emerged when I first met.

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