I really don't want to read

......

There was chattering outside the balcony, and Lin Xiaoxian could vaguely hear a bit of tongue flicking, but it was very jerky.

No wonder my aunt said she couldn't flick her tongue before, but she felt really stiff after hearing it with her own ears.

Can understand.

If the mother tongue is not Russian or Spanish, playing tongue is really difficult for those who are not talented.

In the final analysis, practice makes perfect in the process of this kind of practice, which improves the flexibility and flexibility of the tongue. My aunt's tongue has not undergone much exercise so far, so it is naturally a bit difficult to flick the tongue.

"￥@%￥"

"#^$...￥&"

......

After talking for a while, my aunt hung up the phone and came in. She pursed her lips and looked at Lin Xiaoxian strangely for a while.

"Look at me... what are you talking about?"

Because of the encounter with the blonde girl, Lin Xiaoxian's interest in Monica also increased. He opened a bag of dried fish and lured Tuantuan to his lap, asking questions while masturbating.

"Monica said...she wanted to...let me pass on a few words to you..."

"I?"

"Meow?! Meow~~"

Lin Xiaoxian slipped his hands in surprise, and when feeding the dried fish, he turned it upside down, and poked Tuantuan's chrysanthemum area, making Tuantuan's eyes widen and he exclaimed that he was enjoying himself.

"What did she say?"

"Izvenieki..." Auntie said with some embarrassment.

"What the hell?"

"That's what it means."

Then Lin Xiaoxian was even more at a loss. If he wanted to say sorry, he should say sorry to Monica, after all, he privately disposed of the things that others gave to his aunt for self-defense.

"Is there another sentence?"

"Sba... Seba, that's what it means."

Lin Xiaoxian pondered, without asking the reason first, but asked:

"Thank you and sorry, which one did she say first?"

Mu Changqing didn't expect him to ask such a strange question, so he recalled and confirmed:

"Spasseba first!"

That's the first thank you.

In general communication logic, when two different emotional expressions appear at the same time, people tend to put the more emotional words first.

Simple psychology, that little girl Xia Luoqiu knows it, and Lin Xiaoxian knows it too, just read more miscellaneous books at ordinary times.

So Lin Xiaoxian was a little more relieved. If Monica said sorry first, Lin Xiaoxian would worry whether she did something terrible to him quietly for some purpose.

For example, carrying her mysterious black box through the customs and being arrested, and then implicating herself?

Or secretly implanted some kind of chip into my aunt?

......

As far as it sounds, nothing is impossible in that magical land called America.

"So why is Monica thanking me?"

"She said... thanks to you, the person was found."

"who?"

"number 10."

"Shi...Hao? Who is it?"

The first thing Lin Xiaoxian thought of was the protagonist of Chen Yigeng, other than that, he had no impression of the name "Shi Hao".

He was absent-minded, and when he was feeding Tuantuan, he fed it backwards. Mu Changqing couldn't stand it anymore, so he snatched Tuantuan over and fed him himself:

"Number 10 is Monica's student."

"Monica is the teacher?" Lin Xiaoxian was a little confused.

"Anyway, according to her, it used to be, and she followed me to do other work after coming to Hawaii..."

"Stop."

Lin Xiaoxian interrupted, seeming to understand why Mu Changqing's face was weird, and his mood suddenly became complicated:

"Auntie, where is the number 10 you mentioned... now?"

"It's been a month with us."

"How old is she?"

"I don't know the details. According to Monica's description, it should be similar to Xiaoshu."

underage?Then lost contact in a foreign country?

real or fake...

Lin Xiaoxian's head was a little dizzy:

"...What about her... her parents?"

"Dead. When she was 7 years old, her parents were tied up as human bombs and exploded in front of her eyes."

Auntie's tone was full of regret, while Lin Xiaoxian and Lin Xiaoshu held their breaths, suspecting that they heard it wrong:

"No... this... Auntie, what is she doing? What is her composition? Where is she from?"

Lin Xiaoxian asked three times in a row, but Mu Changqing only knew the last two:

"Monika said that number 10 is of Chinese-Russian mixed race, was born in Chechnya and grew up in Syria."

"..."

Lin Xiaoxian and his sister looked at each other, feeling ridiculous, but at the same time couldn't believe it, they didn't know what expression to show for a moment.

After a brief silence, Lin Xiaoxian paced around the living room twice, digested the magical information, felt a little unreal shock, scratched his hair, and lay down on the yoga mat weakly:

"Auntie, so... the blond thief we met today...is number 10?"

For people who live in peace, No. 10's background is too complicated, but in those turbulent areas, Lin Xiaoxian thinks it should be very common.

"Her, no."

"Huh? No?"

Lin Xiaoxian sat up from the fragrant yoga mat, startled.

"Then who is she?"

"Monica said she was number eight."

"..."

Lin Xiaoxian was in a mess.

267 Calabash Doll Plays with Feet and Starts School

Generally, students have a student number.

But except when asking questions in class, Lin Xiaoxian has never heard of a teacher who would directly refer to students by their student names.

So now, Lin Xiaoxian absolutely does not believe that Monica has been a teacher.

My aunt said that she is a month younger than herself. Can a "teacher" at this age be serious?

Or, is it really the kind of teacher who touches chalk in the classroom?

"Auntie, what's the origin of this number 8..."

"Number 8... forgot, but I have a recording of the call, wait a minute."

Mu Changqing turned on the phone and fiddled with it, and then a series of "sounds of correct words" sounded.

Lin Xiaoxian doesn't understand Russian, so the reason why she uses "sound and round" to describe it is because Monica's tone gives people the impression that she is very "style".

Specifically, the moment Lin Xiaoxian heard this voice, what appeared in Lin Xiaoxian's mind was the female Soviet commander in a sexy leather jacket in the cg.

"But it shouldn't be that old..."

Lin Xiaoxian thought to himself, after all, he is 17 years old, and even his aunt knows that there is no need to worry about the shelf life of German-Japanese mixed blood.

"&#￥%..."

Monica's pronunciation is pure, much more comfortable and fluent than my aunt's Russian. Lin Xiaoxian knew that Monica's tongue must be very flexible as soon as she heard her flicking her tongue.

After the recording was played, Mu Changqing shook his head wittily, with a look of enlightenment:

"Monica said that No. 8 is also her student. She didn't say where she grew up, but she was born in Iraq anyway."

Lin Xiaoxian clicked his tongue, looking at where the two unlucky children stayed.

"...No. 8's father is a Chinese, working as a truck driver in Armenia, and his mother is a nurse in Azerbaijan. Both of them died in air strikes..."

This is not surprising to Lin Xiaoxian, after all, these two small countries are feuds, and they have been fighting for nearly a thousand years.

"...Later, No. 8 fled to Ukraine, and followed Monica with No. 7 from the local orphanage..."

"Wait a minute!" Lin Xiaoxian's facial features wrinkled together, "Is there still number 7?"

"Well, No. 10 came here this time to find No. 7. Monica said that it was No. 7 who lost contact at the beginning. She asked No. 7 to come over to handle errands, but No. 7 did not adapt to the domestic security environment. I was caught by a piece of police when I was doing something, and there is no news..."

"...So Monica sent No. 10 to respond. As a result, No. 10 was reported by the masses when he was inspecting equipment in the rental house, and he was also sent in with No. 7 for investigation. In desperation, Monica did this Let No. 8, who is good at sneaking, come here to catch people, but this time the snake head overturned the car and was caught, and No. 8 escaped after going through untold hardships..."

Lin Xiaoxian understood, these three belonged to the gourd baby to save grandpa.

"...Although No. 8 managed to fish out No. 10 and No. 7 two days ago, they also got separated when they escaped. They were empty, unable to communicate with each other, and couldn't get in touch with each other. I was chased by security personnel for a long time, and I didn't get rid of it until today when I arrived at Qingheba, and then... met you..."

Lin Xiaoxian understood the rest of the matter. No. 8 gourd baby wanted to contact the other two gourd babies and Monica, and stole his mobile phone. No doubt, Monica learned of Lin Xiaoxian's identity from No. 8's stolen mobile phone. identity.

So Monica's "thank you" to Lin Xiaoxian is to thank him for his help to No. 8, and "I'm sorry" is to apologize for No. 8's stealing of the mobile phone.

Lin Xiaoxian's heart itch when he heard it, and he wanted to write a new novel based on it.

"Then what number do they have?" Xiao Shu was fascinated by listening to the story, and asked the aunt, but Monica didn't say anything, and the aunt didn't know either.

When many people are thinking about things, they can't help fiddling with something in their hands.

For example, Lin Xiaoxian liked to gnaw her nails before, but Mu Changqing always reminded him, so he stopped gnawing now, just nestled on the sofa with Mu Changqing, and when his hands were idle, he subconsciously stretched out and pinched her toes to play. :

"...Actually, it doesn't matter how many numbers you have. What I'm curious about is what Monica wants to do when she asks number 7 to come over..."

Mu Changqing's feet were like jade lotus, and the lotus seeds were pinched back and forth, which made her heart itch, but she was unwilling to stop her, and replied with a blushing face:

"...Monica refuses to tell me, why don't you ask yourself after she comes over..."

"She's coming?!"

Lin Xiaoxian accidentally squeezed his hands hard, and Mu Changqing couldn't hold back a moan. Only then did Lin Xiaoxian realize what he was doing with his hands, and shrank back in embarrassment.

"That... she came to us? Why?"

"I don't know, but it's going to take a long time anyway. She's a very mysterious person. She has to prepare for a long trip for a month. She shuts the host in the room and fiddles with computers and shredders. If she really wants to move across the country... At least you have to wait until you graduate, Xiaoxian, or even your sophomore and junior year..."

Lin Xiaoxian swallowed her saliva, secretly thinking that this "Sister Ka" is really a fairy figure, which is quite exaggerated.

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The matter became clear, and Monica told Lin Xiaoxian that "thank you" was for helping No. 8, and "I'm sorry" was an apology for No. 8 stealing the phone.

This made Lin Xiaoxian feel that "Sister Ka" is quite particular.

"Since Sister Ka is a polite person, and the calabash dolls have survived, what does she say about number 8?"

Apologies are useful, what do we need the police for?

Forget the 8 yuan for No. 100, Lin Xiaoxian is not bad at this point, he is too lazy to care about it, and now he just wants to know if he can get his mobile phone back.

"That's right! This Monica mentioned it, I'd have forgotten it if you didn't tell me!"