"For example, when students from famous American schools read dolls as Wang Yaya when they follow them, for example, when cute Korean girls read texts, black black as bird black, bird black, for example, when old British grandfather reads the bathroom as sanitary napkins when they look at pictures, for example, when the Korean uncle pointed at the marriage of a child and asked me that the stick was a maiden."

"Damn, you are hilarious when you see these things. Are there any? But when the labor and labor colleagues are not allowed to laugh when they hear these, they will hurt students' confidence. When the smile comes, the students will use innocent eyes to ask you for laughing for Mao."

"Are you swollen? Are you swollen? Are you going to explain the sanitary napkin to a Korean uncle? Labor and capital cannot laugh, you can't afford to hurt the confidence of the students. Is it easy to treat the internal injuries caused by labor and capital?" Yun Luo scratched An Qingju's itch, and was pinched by his sister-in-law twice. Yun Luo became obedient and then talked nonsense to his sister-in-law.

"There are also cross-cultural communication. You are so fucked by socializing. Labor and capital are not professional in socializing. The problem of dog meat is very classic, very classic. Is there any? It is best if people from Japan, South Korea, Russia, Britain, the United States, France, Germany and Italy gather together. As long as the text is related to time bombs in pets and restaurants, you can fight at any time."

"Damn whether there is any problem with the island of Mabao Island? Is there any problem with Chinese people spitting everywhere? At this time, you coughed twice and said, classmates, these problems have nothing to do with our classroom, so I won't discuss it. Now, I will introduce to you the great Chinese civilization..."

"Shenma, great Chinese civilization? Be careful that someone complains about your cultural invasion. People often ask if our professionals are very good at English. This is a problem with Shenma? Labor and capital are not majoring in English. So you have a lot of contact with foreigners and have many opportunities to practice English. There is no reason not to be good..."

An Qingju pressed her little ears tightly against Yun Luo's left chest, listening to her brother-in-law's powerful heartbeat, and her pretty face was pink and shy. An Qingju felt that every time Yun Luo's heart beat, it seemed to drive An Qingju's heart to be beating, as if two people were dancing a gorgeous dance.

This kind of devilish feeling made An Qingju reluctant to leave Yun Luo's arms. But she was worried that her sister An Chuyu would suddenly come in. This mentality of worrying about gains and losses made An Qingju seize every minute and every second to enjoy the warmth brought by Yun Luo. Gradually, Yun Luo's voice slowly faded away, and An Qingju gradually became too lazy to think about anything.

"Okay, if the students you teach are all British and American students, that's a little bit possible, but the Chinese Chinese programs in general are mixed classes that are all Japanese, Korean, Russian, non-British, American, French, German and Italian. Oh, some students' English is 100,000 times worse than you. If you dare to speak an English word, try to be careful that someone complains about your country's discrimination."

"And the current situation is that in many British and American projects, except for the junior class with zero starting point, students at other levels must sign an agreement and are not allowed to speak English in class."

"But labor and capital often feel guilty as they speak Chinese. Is this sentence right or wrong? Is it true? Is it true that when I hear others speak, I want to correct his grammatical disorders and pronunciation? Is it true? One morning when I heard a sing of a milk advertisement in a certain milk advertisement, I was restless all day long? "

Yunluo said this. He paused for a moment and looked down at An Qingju who was asleep in his arms. He felt that his sister-in-law was really like a little loli. Well, it was a pity that he didn't have time to hug the five-year-old loli Qingshui Caizi last weekend, which made Yunluo a little depressed. He gently hugged the soft An Qingju, Yunluo continued to talk slowly, and gently hugged An Qingju in a more comfortable position.

"Damn it, I stared at the announcer's lip shape when I watched the news broadcaster. Is there any? But even so, I still walk unwaveringly and unyieldingly on this road of no return. Is there any? Do I love you so much? Is it deeply hurt by Chinese to foreigners."

"But it's still like this. The girl I love is so bad. Dear, you really can't afford to hurt." Yun Luo quietly looked at An Qingju's beautiful side face. Her sister-in-law's appearance was just as beautiful as a beauty, and she couldn't reach the beauty like her senior sister Chu Yuan, Huo Sister Liu Xun, and the beauty of her beauty, Yan Chenyu is the best choice among the beauty.

An Chuyu had just washed his close-fitting clothes and was drying. An Chuyu liked to take them to the rooftop to burn in the sun, and the close-fitting clothes liked to hang them in the bathroom to dry the clouds. This made Yun Luo see two sisters with cute brasses of various colors and various times whenever he went to the bathroom to take a bath.

...

Yunluo hugged An Qingju until An Chuyu had dried her close-fitting clothes. Pingping walked out of the bathroom and was as smart as Yunluo. She immediately put her sister-in-law gently on the solid wood bed and gently covered her with a thin quilt.

An Chuyu subconsciously let his footsteps lightly. When he walked to the bedroom door, he gently squeezed in without pushing the half-open door open first. An Chuyu's beautiful eyes looked at Yun Luo sitting honestly beside the bed, and looked at An Qingju sleeping on the solid wood bed, and felt that the picture was very warm.

Whether it is Yunluo or An Qingju, they are all very important people in An Chuyufang's heart. Anyone who is missing An Chuyu will be sad and sad for many years. Maybe they will never get out of the shadow of sadness in their entire life.

An Qingju really fell asleep sweetly, in the warm embrace of her brother-in-law. An Chuyu had no intention of waking up An Qingju, and pushed Yunluo's shoulder with his little hand. The two of them walked out of the bedroom and came to the living room. The red mouse Tangtang naturally followed Yunluo's whereabouts.

Tangtang basically goes wherever Yunluo goes, Tangtang goes wherever Yunluo goes. She is Yunluo's most loyal pet.

"Aluo, do you know that you were shortlisted for the Golden Globe Award for Best Supporting Actor?" An Chuyu snuggled in Yunluo's arms comfortably. Yunluo sat on the fabric sofa. This couple was actually rare to be alone and talk about love.

"Well, I know, my agent Qingshui Tianaka told me." Yun Luo breathed the quiet fragrance of lotus flowers in his fiancée's delicate body, and the lemon fragrance of An Qingju remained on Yun Luo's body. Fortunately, An Chuyu's nose was not that flexible, or An Chuyu was very familiar with the smell of An Qingju, so he didn't think about it in the wrong way.

"Aluo, you are getting better and better, more handsome, and taller. I suddenly felt very afraid that you would get farther and farther away from me, and finally lost you helplessly." An Chuyu whispered the feelings in her heart. These words in her heart were not the right atmosphere, and An Chuyu would not say them.

He gently hugged An Chuyu's waist, and Yun Luo's cheeks pressed against An Chuyu's pretty face. He had a gentle voice: "Don't worry, when you return to your hometown during the Chinese New Year, you will hold a big banquet and invite your relatives and friends to come for the engagement banquet. In this way, you don't have to worry that I will run away from you for the first time."

"I hate it, it's better not to get engaged. If you get married, it will be difficult to get married. Just invite your relatives to have a meal. I have to ask your parents to help you with this matter. We are not very proficient in human relationships and worldly styles." An Chuyu's whole body was melted by Yun Luo's love words. If it weren't for the wedding night, I'd probably have given you innocent to Yun Luo.

Yun Luo quietly hugged An Chuyu, as if he had been quietly hugging An Qingju before, until his sister-in-law woke up and ran out to make trouble.

When An Chu met An Qingju, he stayed at home all morning after skipping classes, and Yunluo had a sumptuous lunch to eat. My sister-in-law's cooking skills have always been very good. Even her fiancée made a dish of sugar-smoked cucumber shreds with bare hands.

After eating and drinking, Yunluo went to take a nap. An Chu met An Qingju, washed the dishes, brushed the spatula, and the two sisters held hands and returned to Jiangnan University together. Anyway, Yunluo was about to roll to Sihai City. Just pretended that she was adapting to Yunluo was not at home in advance.

...

The clouds fell asleep in a mess, and in a daze, I heard the ethereal wind chimes ringing, and lazily grabbed the black phone stuffed under the pillow. The sound was vague, and I heard a sound of a zither like a heavenly sound, and I was sad as if I had yesterday.

Yun Luo was shocked. Isn’t this the song of the soul tears that he just wrote? It’s also a zither player. Who else can I do besides Miss Zhen Mi? Yun Luo really didn’t want to provoke the terrifying forces behind Zhen Mi. When he opened his eyes, he found that the caller displayed on the screen of his mobile phone was Yan Chenyu. The lady was still calling with Yan Chenyu’s cell phone.

Tears of the Soul is a song that hurts a state of pain. Those who see cry and those who hear sad refers to tears. Yun Luo listens carefully to the sounds coming from his phone. He has great hearing, which is all kinds of benefits. Yun Luo can even restore the scene on Zhen Mi's side through the sound of the call.

The sound waves themselves can outline the shape. Yunluo heard the sound of sadness like a flowing water zither, heard Zhen Mi's soft breathing, heard Zhen Mi's slight heartbeat, and heard Lord Husky's breathing, and there was no one in the room. There was no Yan Chenyu. It seemed that Zhen Mi deliberately took Yan Chenyu's mobile phone and played the zither alone for Yunluo to listen.

As smart as the clouds, I can guess what Zhen Mi means. First, I want Yun Luo to appreciate the sound of the zither, and second, Zhen Mi wants to use the guzheng in the arrangement of the song Tears of Soul. The young lady is a famous lady. She speaks and does things very gracefully and can't speak very directly.

Yun Luo listened with his ears. Although the quality of the zither sound has dropped by one level due to the phone call, the tunes that Yun Luo heard can no longer reach the level of zither sounds. However, Yun Luo could imagine that the zither sounds played by Zhen Mi's hand is definitely the level of zither sounds. Otherwise, the young lady would not have thought of showing off her skills with Yun Luo.

What Zhen Mi was thinking, Yun Luo really couldn't guess, and the eldest lady's thoughts were very difficult to understand.

A few minutes later, the sound of the zither stopped. Yun Luo was about to speak when he found that the phone had been hung up. He could only put the black phone back under the pillow in depressed mood, touched the big tail of the red mouse Tangtang, and then went back to sleep.

What Yunluo didn't know was that in Zhen Mi's boudoir, the eldest lady was angry with Lord Husky: "Lord! Who asked you to hang up the phone with your dog's paws? Humph, you know how to make trouble. If you don't pinch your dog's face into a pig's head today, you won't give it to your food!"

"Ahhh?" The lord Husky, who had three black and white fire-blue eyes, was tilted to his dog's head and acted stupid, and looked like he didn't know anything. However, when Zhen Mi rushed over like a butterfly, the lord ran away and felt guilty as a thief. (To be continued...)
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