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"I don't, don't talk nonsense." Qiao Shuang replied calmly, and forcibly held back the sound of wanting to laugh.

Gu Mian didn't care, and buried her face on Qiao Shuang's neck by virtue of her height advantage, took a bite cautiously, and said in a muffled voice, "You just despise me."

Qiao Shuang was extremely stiff. Ever since the two talked in the room, Gu Mian always liked to lean on her and talk, as if she had skin hunger and thirst, which often made her feel sweet and painful.

"Hiss, lightly, they will see." Qiao's hands were still covered with flour, and he tried very forcefully to push the maltose off his body.

"Invisible." Gu Mian kissed lightly, raised her head, took the jar on the table and unscrewed it, with a coaxing tone: "Let me put it?"

Qiao Shuang supported the cooking table to stand firm, feeling her feet were a little soft, she glared at Gu Mian, who had nothing happened, and snorted softly, "Would you do it?"

Poured out a small pile of raisins from the jar, Gu Mian took a fruit knife from the knife holder, tilted her head and raised a faint smile: "My daughter will teach me, won't she?"

Qiao Shuang pursed her lips and did not speak, she and Gu Mian faced each other for a while, walked over with a broken pot and stood in front of Gu Mian, stretched out her hand to hold Gu Mian's hand holding the knife, separated the grapes, carefully Cut into small pieces.

"Just cut it into small pieces like this, don't put your fingers too close to the knife, and don't add any weird things to it!"

"Oh, okay." Gu Mian smiled harmlessly, and silently moved her eyes away from the chili sauce next to her.

It's a pity, but the bear biscuits would be delicious with hot sauce.

Gu Yan saw the scene of the two of them getting tired and crooked in the kitchen, and then told Mrs. Gu who was always worried about the situation of the two of them.

"It's fine for them to reconcile, and I shouldn't see Ah Mian sneaking out like a thief in the future." Mrs. Gu sat on the wicker chair, holding a collection of poems, with a gentle expression.

"Don't worry, the two of them are fine." Gu Yan sat down beside her, and reached for the poetry collection in Madam Gu's hand: "Is this the one I bought recently? Let me read it to you."

"Okay, thank you Yanyan."

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After the bear biscuit was ready, Qiao Shuang happily divided it into three parts, one for Du Juan to give to Mrs. Gu, one for Aunt Lian, and the last one for herself and Gu Mian. up.

"What are we going to do now?" Qiao Shuang picked up a piece of freshly baked biscuit with chopsticks and handed it to Gu Mian, looking forward to watching the person take two bites: "Is it delicious? Is it hot?"

"It's not hot, it's delicious." Gu Mian shook her head, took the porcelain white plate with biscuits in one hand, and picked up the warmed milk with the other hand, motioning for Qiao Shuang to follow.

With one foot, Qiaoshuang's open door was nimbly pushed open. Gu Mian put down the plates and milk, looked at the little girl who didn't know why, and said in a calm and reasonable voice, "Routine inspections, put your Take your math test paper and write it for me."

Qiao Shuang: ...

"Didn't you say that it's okay to be partial..." Qiao Shuang struggled desperately, trying to remind someone of what she had said before.

Gu Mian finished on the chair, then moved Qiao Shuang's chair over, twirled a ballpoint pen with her finger, and blinked innocently when she heard the words: "Did I say that? I don't remember, there is no student who doesn't study, hurry up." Come here, or I'll eat the cake alone."

Qiao Shuang was speechless, and resentfully took out the math paper that Gu Mian had written from her schoolbag, and sat down on the chair angrily.

Gu Mian, a liar, doesn't mean anything!Big trotters!

The sweet and sweet biscuits were placed on the table, exuding a tempting aroma, but they couldn't eat them. With tears in their eyes, Qiao Shuang struggled with a problem of trigonometric functions for a long time, with her mouth flattened very aggrieved: "This question The question is too difficult."

"What's the problem?" Gu Mian put a small biscuit into her mouth with a smile, turned her head to look at the title, and felt very helpless.

Isn't it possible to write the answer to this kind of question at a glance?

"You want to do this, then do this, and finally do this again." Gu Mian explained to her quickly, and then wrote a long list of solution processes in the notebook.

During this process, Qiao Shuang didn't say a word, gradually became expressionless, and then his soul flew into the sky, not knowing what to say.

"Concentrate." After Gu Mian finished speaking the topic, she realized that someone wasn't listening at all, so she took a pen and tapped lightly on Qiao Shuang's head.

"It doesn't hurt." Qiao Shuang immediately came back to her senses, her round deer eyes filled with mist, her face puffed up silently, and her voice was soft and waxy: "Sister Gu Mian, I don't want to learn this."

In fact, whether to learn or not is not the point. Qiao Shuang is not good at mathematics, so let her learn what she likes. Gu Mian just wants to take the opportunity to spend more time with her. Right now, seeing the little girl acting like a baby with her misty eyes, Naturally, she agreed to everything.

With a soft and waxy girlish voice, she softly called out "Sister Gu Mian," which made people want to give her everything they could.

Putting down the pen, Gu Mian said decisively: "Then don't write, do you want to eat cakes?"

Qiao Shuang shook his head, frowning: "It's cold, I don't want to eat."

Looking around, Gu Mian saw a familiar glass jar on the table, reached out and opened it, picked out a sky-blue candy from inside, peeled off layers of candy wrappers, stuffed it into Qiao Shuang's mouth, and smiled. He asked, "Then eat this, is it sweet?"