Sweet Pet Dog Abuse Law

When Zhang Mian was 1 year old, Chu Mu was 6 years old. The first day the old man brought him into the house, he said, "Chu Mu, you will be my second grandson from now on."

The memory failed, Chu Mu stroked the corner of the young man's eyes, and immediately got up when he heard the sound of the door, and the figure of the old man appeared at the door in the next second, "Chu Mu, you can talk to me."

The old man staggered back, Chu Mu carefully closed the door and supported him, "Grandpa."

Mr. Zhang shook his head: "I shouldn't let Xiao Mian skip a grade, and I shouldn't let him go to elementary school before he finishes kindergarten." He often wonders why there is no idiot in his family, why Zhang Mian can't get in because of With Chu Mu's excellence ahead of him, he thought that Zhang Mian could also skip a grade. Now that he thinks that geniuses are one in ten, Zhang Mian's mind is not that bright.

Chu Mu asked him to sit down, poured a cup of tea and said, "Xiao Mian is not stupid."

"He was brought up by you, and my grandfather didn't fulfill many obligations. It's not that I didn't see that Xiao Mian is very close to you. You should supervise and supervise him."

Chu Mu said, "I will."

The old man seemed hesitant to speak: "I always think about what will happen to Mrs. Zhang in the hands of Xiao Mian in the future. I can't live long with my bones, and the prodigal son is staring at me, hoping to die soon."

"Grandpa, you don't have the idea of ​​handing over Mrs. Zhang to Uncle, so I won't hand over a son to him either."

The old man pondered and hesitated: "For me, Xiao Mian is a family member. I won't let Zhang Tianguo interfere with him. Don't worry, I will give you an account of your father's affairs back then." Speaking of this, Chu Mu clearly saw The old man's hands trembled.

"I was young and didn't know anything."

There was no sound for a while, and the old man suddenly touched Chu Mu's hand. Now is the age of their young people. When he is old, the only thing he cares about is his ancestor who is sleeping upstairs, "I... just worry about Xiao Mian. No matter what, I hope you can keep him safe and sound in this life."

Because the person in front of him was hiding too deeply, he couldn't see through the man who grew up beside him, the old man began to fear that if Chu Mu kicked Zhang Mian out of the Zhang family...

"Xiao Mian was brought up by me. As long as I have a mouthful of food, I will definitely give him half of it." This is the truth and the truth.

Zhang Mian woke up the next morning and found that he couldn't see his grandpa. He stood at the stairs and looked at Chu Mu: "Where is grandpa?"

Chu Mu glanced at his feet outside, "He's getting worse and worse, so he's going back." Leading the person back to see him get dressed, "The tutor will come to teach you in the afternoon."

"So fast!" He didn't even finish his yawn, and he choked back halfway.

"Well, your grades are too bad." Chu Mu nodded his forehead.

Zhang Mian hesitated, "Brother, your English is very good, right?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Chu Mu raised his eyebrows.

"I have to take the level [-] exam in a month, and I'm sure I won't pass it." Zhang Mian smiled shyly, "Why don't you make up for me."

"There is also an English teacher here. Your English is better than mathematics. There is hope for you to make up for it this month." The answer was very straightforward, which made Zhang Mian feel confident.

Two teachers came in the afternoon, a young beauty who taught English, and an older one who taught chemistry and mathematics. Zhang Mian preliminarily guessed that the beauty must have malicious intentions. Seeing the way she looked at Chu Mu, she would definitely want to fly away. Turned into a phoenix.

The one who taught mathematics and chemistry was an old professor, and the learning methods he taught were very different. Chu Mu didn’t go to work for the past few days and stayed with Zhang Mian at home, and he could feel Zhang Mian’s learning vigor increased. Aunt Su came out with tea and smiled: “It’s rare See how Xiaomian loves to study so much."

"It's quite rare." With a smile, Chu Mu turned around and ran into Zhang Mian's English teacher, "What's the matter?"

The woman smiled, took Zhang Mian's test paper and said, "I'll show you his test paper."

Chu Mu flipped through a few sheets, and found that Zhang Mian made more and more mistakes and the mistakes were outrageous.

"I don't know what's going on. Some grammar is still wrong after saying it several times. He is not very obedient and sometimes he is very rude when he speaks." The appearance of biting his lips and about to cry is very attractive. With a glance, he put down the test paper and didn't want to read it again: "I remember that you didn't wear heavy makeup when you came to class on the first day and..." looked to the side, "Your skirt is not as short as it is now."

The woman tugged on her skirt when she heard this, "My God, it's too hot to wear a skirt."

"As a teacher, it's your fault that you can't teach the students well. Don't make excuses. Of course, no one will listen to the boring lectures. If you are willing to put the heart of tidying up your clothes into the lectures, I think my Xiaomian will love you. Studying, English is an interesting subject, at least I think it is much more interesting than mathematics." Chu Mu tapped the table twice, got up and turned to leave regardless of the mood of the people behind him.

Aunt Su did not know how much she heard while cleaning the house. Seeing Chu Mu come out, she muttered, "Why does the smell of perfume in the room get stronger every day?"

Before the old professor left in the evening, his complexion was much better than that of the day when he first came here. He was a little exaggerated and exaggerated his progress. "Of the ten questions, I can already do two big ones, and I will also talk about advanced mathematics."

Chu Mu sent the person to the door, "Thank you."

When I went back, I grabbed Zhang Mian's ear and said, "I don't want to study English well, do you want to retake the exam?"

"It hurts!" With a carrot stuffed in his mouth, Zhang Mian was about to fight while being dragged like a ghost behind him. "I don't like her perfume is so strong and her makeup looks like a ghost."

"I also think that female teacher is too much, how can anyone come to class dressed like this." Aunt Su didn't think there was anything wrong with adding fire.

Zhang Mian nodded hurriedly: "That's right, her class is boring."

Chu Mu sighed: "The tuition fee for you is quite expensive, don't waste it."

"No professional ethics." Zhang Mian stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth.

I guess I was unhappy after being scolded by my parents, and ran upstairs without watching TV after eating, and the sound of going upstairs was pattering.

Chu Mu stayed below for a while and followed up. When he opened the bedroom door, there was the rustling sound of running water, but it stopped after a while, and then a naked body ran barefoot from the bathroom to the bed in front of him. There was a wound on the head but he didn't wash it: "You don't knock on the door."

"You didn't hear you were taking a shower." Chu Mu went to the bathroom to wash a towel and came out to wipe his face.

Zhang Mian hummed in comfort, and suddenly asked, "Brother, what kind of woman do you like?"

"I haven't thought about it." The answer was straightforward.

"I don't believe it." Zhang Mian grabbed the English book next to the pillow and pretended to read it, "The English teacher's clothes have grooves and thighs, so you are not tempted at all?"

"No."

Zhang Mian looked at the man suspiciously, found that he was hidden in the dark, stretched out his hand, and said to himself, "If she was younger, I would like her."

"Don't engage in a teacher-student relationship with me." Chu Mu became serious, and pushed Zhang Mian down on the bed.

Zhang Mian blushed and rubbed his feet against the bed sheet and shouted, "I don't like her being so ugly, who likes old women."

"University... If you like it, you can talk about it, but you are not allowed to have children." Chu Mu paused, let go of one hand and tapped Zhang Mian's nose. It seems a bit unreasonable not to have a relationship in college.

"It's also not allowed to have sex with girls in bed."

Unexpectedly, what the man said was so blatant, Zhang Mian was stunned for a few seconds, pulled out the pillow and threw it at him, angrily said: "Don't mislead the innocent teenagers, I am still a child, how could I make a child for myself." Muttering, he turned around, Zhang Mian tsk-tsk-tsk-zui said that it was an adult's job.

"You are going to be 20 this year, and you still call it a child?" Chu Mu leaned on him and supported him with one hand, and whispered in his ear: "Tell me honestly, have you seen the movie?"

"What movie?"