Chapter 1711: The brother next door spoils me too much (36)
Chapter 1711 The brother next door spoils me too much (36)
This love poem...
Ahem, I don’t understand the visual inspection.
Looking at her calm face, Fang Qiucheng felt more and more like a beast.
How can you teach a little girl to recite love poems?
However, it seems that this feeling is not bad.
Well, especially when listening to her reciting seriously, the voice is soft, clear and pleasant.
Thus, student Fang embarked on shameless mode.
He really forgot one thing just now, only to hear him say again, "Well, there seems to be something wrong, please recite it again and I will listen."
After finishing speaking, he slid across the phone screen and secretly turned on the phone's recording button.
The corners of Yuanqian's mouth twitched, and a gleam of astonishment flashed across his eyebrows. He never expected that Fang Qiucheng would be so shameless.
"..."
She cleared her throat and recited "Jian Jia" again.
Fang Qiucheng thought he had recorded the sound calmly, and felt a little more joy in his heart. He hugged the phone, stared at the recording for a while, and resisted the urge to press the play button.
He was so distracted that he actually left Yuanqian on the spot for a while.
Yuanqian realized this problem, and looked at Fang Qiucheng speechlessly, shouldn't she look better than the recording?
Put her here for recording?
She wants to choose manual goodbye.
After a while, Xu Shiyuanqian's eyes were too resentful, so Fang Qiucheng put down his phone and looked at her. Well, the more you look at her, the more beautiful she looks.
"Then let's continue."
"..."
Facts have proved that Fang Qiucheng just looked cold, but when he met the right person, he quickly learned a lot.
This kind of thing is completely self-taught.
Yuanqian spent the entire morning memorizing the book, and she already knew that she had a photographic memory, but he wanted her to recite it again after reading it.
Well, Fang Qiucheng didn't ask her to recite "Jianjia" again, but occasionally found a seemingly obscure poem from other books and asked her to recite it.
The euphemistic name is: exercise her intelligence.
The edge is shallow, "???"
Can love poems exercise her intelligence? Are you serious?
Therefore, Mrs. Fang, who wandered around the door a few times and planned to go in to deliver fruits and snacks, every time she heard Yuanqian's clear and melodious voice reciting love poems through the door, she silently chose, turned and left.
Three times in a row, from the so-called Yiren, on the side of the water, to the later Guan Jujiu, on the river continent...
Madam Fang felt that she might have misunderstood her stupid son before.
Where is this stupid son so stupid?
Suddenly enlightened overnight.
Coax the little girl to recite these love poems, what else can she say?
Huh, besides, her son doesn't know how to seduce girls, so she wrote the name upside down!
After eating the melon, Mrs. Fang hurried back to her room and shared the news with Fang Hu.
After hearing this, Fang Hu praised him greatly, "As expected of my son! He has the demeanor of my past!"
Mrs. Fang was furious instantly, "??? Who did you ask me to recite love poems? Tell me!"
Fang Hu, "..." wronged!
How could he be as shameless as his own son back then? Innocent as hell, now, he just took the opportunity to praise himself, to show that his son is not stupid, this...
Accidentally overturned?
Oh, that's not what he wanted.
So, Fang Hu, who overturned the car, explained again in a good voice.
Alas, Fang Hu just wants to bury his head and cry, pretending to be aggressive, he must pay attention to the time and occasion, otherwise, it will be over if there is a disagreement.
(end of this chapter)