If the bragging comes true, then it doesn’t count as bragging.

Little Menghao walked into the room with a sad face and went to study.

Ning Yuan and Meng Wanqiu were the only two people left in the living room.

In the entire living room, only the sound of the television was echoing.

A little quieter.

Ning Yuan kept watching the TV, his eyes drifting to Meng Wanqiu aside from time to time.

Looking at her exquisite and graceful figure, Ning Yuan couldn't help but feel a little distraught.

"What do you see me doing?"

Meng Wanqiu was still looking at the TV, but she was keenly aware of Ning Yuan's eyes.

He asked directly without looking back.

Regarding Meng Wanqiu’s question.

Ning Yuan categorically denied: "I didn't watch it."

Meng Wanqiu: "..."

Xu could not stand being stared at by Ning Yuan's fiery eyes.

Meng Wanqiu stood up directly, walked to the TV cabinet in front, rummaged around, and came back after a while holding a high-end-looking glass bottle.

Meng Wanqiu opened the lid, and Ning Yuan found that it contained something like cream.

Meng Wanqiu lightly dipped her fingers into a little cream, and then spread it evenly on her hands.

Ning Yuan came over curiously: "What are you wiping?"

Meng Wanqiu said: "Hand cream, it's cold today, and I just washed the dishes, so I put some on it to maintain it, otherwise my fingers will easily get calloused and it won't look good."

As Ning Yuan listened to Meng Wanqiu's words, his eyes naturally fell on Sister Qiu's hands.

He found that although Sister Qiu often did housework, she took really good care of her fingers.

It looks supple and tender, and extremely fair.

Simply.

Jade hands.

This hand shape is so pretty.

I would rather someone take Sister Qiu’s hand within a minute.

Ning Yuan's eyes blinked.

Shamelessly, he handed his hands in front of Meng Wanqiu.

He said directly: "Sister, my hands also need to be taken care of. Please put some hand cream on them for me."

Meng Wanqiu glanced at Ning Yuan: "What do you, a boy, take care of?"

"What are you talking about? Boys also need to be carefully cared for, okay. Hurry up and put some on it for me."

"Apply it yourself." Meng Wanqiu gestured to hand the cream to Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan didn't answer at all, and said shamelessly: "I have never applied this kind of thing before, and I don't know how to apply it. What if I apply it wrongly and there is no maintenance effect? ​​Please apply a little for me, please do me a favor, Sister Qiu. "

Meng Wanqiu paused and took a deep look at Ning Yuan.

I don't know what's going on in her beautiful eyes.

After three seconds.

Meng Wanqiu lowered his head.

There was a slight curse in his mouth.

"You are such a big man and you still don't know how to put on hand cream. If you tell me, it will make people laugh."

Meng Wanqiu said.

He dipped his finger into a little more cream and put it in the palm of his hand.

I rubbed it with my palms first.

Wait until the cream is evenly distributed in the palm of your hand.

Meng Wanqiu took Ning Yuan's right hand and began to apply it carefully.

I felt that my right hand was slippery.

Ning Yuan looked at the considerate Sister Qiu in front of him, who was carefully applying hand cream on himself.

Ning Yuan just wanted to write a short essay of 800 words immediately, and the title of the essay was called.

【happiness】

Unknowingly.

Ning Yuan couldn't help but hold Meng Wanqiu's hand.

Meng Wanqiu wiped it, and suddenly found that her hand could not move.

It has been held tightly by Ning Yuan.

Suddenly looked up.

It was found that Ning Yuan was "concentrating" on watching TV.

It's like he can't hear what's going on outside the window.

Meng Wanqiu: "..."

What are you pretending to be?

Have you ever said that you are really pretending?

"What are you doing?" Meng Wanqiu asked.

Ning Yuan didn't look back, pointing to the TV in front of him and saying, "What are you doing? Watch TV. The protagonist is so funny."

Meng Wanqiu: "..."

Watching Ning Yuan act stupid.

Meng Wanqiu used a little force to try to pull her hand away from Ning Yuan's hand.

As a result, I found that this boy was holding it harder.

Looking at this kid's expression again, he was still watching TV "without any distractions."

Meng Wanqiu: "..."

After several struggles to no avail.

Meng Wanqiu seemed to have given up.

Let Ning Yuan hold his hand.

She herself also watched TV.

Only ten minutes later.

Meng Wanqiu discovered something.

Ning Yuan actually started playing with her fingers.

Sometimes I pinch her index finger, sometimes I pinch her middle finger.

Sometimes I put it together in my palms and rub it together.

Meng Wanqiu: "..."

I would like to ask, should I still turn a blind eye to this situation?

Just when Meng Wanqiu was thinking about giving Ning Yuan a classic back throw.

suddenly.

The door to Meng Hao's room opened with a bang.

Little Meng Hao walked out with a book.

in the living room.

He heard little Meng Hao opening the door.

Ning Yuan and Meng Wanqiu, as if they had a tacit understanding, immediately retracted their hands.

He resumed his posture of sitting upright.

The movements were so agile, as if they had been rehearsed thousands of times.

"What are you doing out here again?" Meng Wanqiu glared at little Meng Hao.

Little Meng Hao flinched, but thinking of the book in his hand, he gained courage and said, "I have something I don't understand, and I want to ask Brother Yuan."

"There better be something wrong with you."

"It must be." Xiao Menghao replied.

Then he walked to Ning Yuan's side, opened the book in his hand in a serious manner, and handed it to Ning Yuan.

Pointing to the conversation above, he said: "Brother Yuan, how do you translate these two sentences?"

Ning Yuan looked at the book in Meng Hao's hand and found that it was in a foreign language.

The page that little Meng Hao didn't understand was a comic illustration.

There is a boy and a girl drawn on it.

A boy and a girl are having a conversation.

The boy said: howoldareyou?

The girl said: iamsix.

"Brother Yuan, brother Yuan, I don't understand these two sentences. Please explain them to me." Xiao Menghao pestered Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan is not very good at foreign languages.

When he was in college, he passed Level 5 exams five times.

Why did you take the exam 5 times?

Not because he passed the exam.

But his university limits students to taking the exam only 5 times.

so.

Ning Yuan's foreign language skills are relatively poor.

But this is also relatively speaking.

Ning Yuan was still very confident that little Meng Hao could speak foreign languages ​​at the elementary school level and answered his questions.

Immediately, Ning Yuan pointed to the book and said: "First of all, let's take a look at the sentence "how old are you". For foreign language translation, you need to know how to disassemble the sentence. First, look at the "how", which means 'how', and the old, which means 'how'. The meaning of "老'" and "areyou" means 'is you', so we connect it and find out what it should be translated into."

Ning Yuan glanced at Meng Hao with encouraging eyes, hoping that he could put forward his own opinions.

Meng Hao lived up to expectations and said his own translation: "If you put it all together, why is it always you?"

"Yes, this sentence is translated as why it's always you." Ning Yuan nodded approvingly.