The little girl and the others should be learning eight languages recently. In the pile of homework, there are not only French, but also Japanese, Russian, German, and even Portuguese and so on.
At first glance, the task is difficult.
Compared to Song Qingwan, Hussel's complexion is much more normal.
Looking at these languages, it's like looking at the language of your own country. It's still a question of how much 1+1 is equal to, and there is not much ups and downs in expression.
That's right, if you can understand such difficult and difficult medical books in various languages, how can you not understand this kind of kindergarten-level problem.
Seeing that there was nothing wrong with her, Song Qingwan was about to lie down and go back to sleep, but in the next second, she heard Xiao Luli's little milk voice over there saying crisply:
"Uncle Yongyi, do you know what 'I love you' is?"
Song Qingwan: "..."
Song Qingwan: "????"
Oh shit.
Where is her knife! ! !
Before Song Qingwan heard Lu Qidong say that Lili and Hussel wanted to kiss, she didn't quite believe it. After all, in the past, they were the only ones who kissed the little girl's little fat face, and the little girl's kiss, so far , only gave her father a person.
Now it seems that brother is right!
This little fat girl is the man who has his eye on her! ! !
However, Song Qingwan obviously had more than one little rival in love, and Qu Qianqian couldn't help coming over, her cheeks were red and she said:
"Yes, Uncle, how do you say 'I love you'?"
This uncle looks good, and he has blue eyes and golden hair, so beautiful!
Thinking of this, Qu Qianqian's little face turned even redder, her eyes were refusal, she looked like a young girl in love who saw her first love boyfriend, her eyes and brows were full of shyness.
Song Qingwan: "..."
Seduce her man in front of her!
Do you really think she is dead? !
Zhang Yiming and Jian Xiyan also looked at him eagerly, obviously wanting to learn.
However, before Hussel refused, Song Qingwan hurriedly coughed lightly:
"That... your uncle doesn't know how to say that, he's so stupid, you should ask homework!"
"Really?"
The little girl was obviously a little frustrated, but she still didn't give up. Her dark and clear eyes looked at Hussel eagerly: "Uncle, are you really not good at it?"
In fact, the little girl asked "I love you" without any other meaning. When they were learning English, the first English sentence they learned was "I love you". This kind of sentence is short and easy to learn.
Just as Hussel was about to speak, Song Qingwan coughed lightly twice.
Hussle glanced sideways at Song Qingwan, but Song Qingwan didn't look at him. Instead, she grabbed the fruit knife on the table, sized it up, and moved her wrist lightly. Full of power, the meaning of threat is self-evident.
Hussel snorted coldly: "Childish."
But when he turned his head and met the little girl's wet and expectant black eyes, he said in a cold voice:
"Um."
Sure enough, as soon as the words were said, Song Qingwan put the knife back in her hand as if nothing had happened, and breathed a sigh of relief. Just when she was about to lie down and continue to sleep, she heard the little girl say persistently:
"What about 'I like you'? Can you say that to this uncle?"
Song Qingwan: "..."
Fuck.
It's not over, is it
You have to grab a man from me, right
Hussel watched and sat up again, Song Qingwan with a ferocious face, her thin and pale lips raised slightly calmly, met the little girl's eyes, and rarely nodded so coldly and said softly:
"Won't."