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"I still don't understand..." Xiao Ba, who was sitting opposite with a book covering the lower half of his face, looked at the marriage certificate in front of him, "Why did I sign it before I lost my memory?"

Russian.

I don't quite understand it, after all, she didn't take Russian as an elective in college - but she has taught herself a little in order to read the original Russian.

Then bow down to the terrible grammar and part of speech of Russian and can't recover.

Having said that, she can still recognize simple vocabulary and common phrases, but if she wants to speak, whether the pronunciation is accurate, whether the sentence structure and part of speech are correct will have to be discussed separately...

For this reason, the dialogue between her and the Russian man in front of her who claimed to be Fyodor and was her husband was done in Chinese.

"Because I don't have a registered permanent residence." Fyodor Dostoevsky repeated without the slightest impatience. His Chinese was beyond her expectation, and he couldn't even hear the accent, only occasionally. After getting used to the Russian language, he clicked, "You can only go to the university you want to study after you marry a native and get a visa, instead of being a black family who can't even leave the house."

Xiaoba: "I know that...but," she became more and more depressed, and simply covered her face with a book, "marriage or something... how old am I now!"

Why is 14 the legal age for marriage?

Russian laws are too strange!

Even if the land is vast and the population is sparsely populated, it is not such an encouraging method to encourage births!

"So our rooms are separated," Fyodor continued to explain gently, "I promise you, when you grow up, if you meet a boy you like, you will also get it through other means. I will accompany you to dissolve the marriage relationship after obtaining the identity certificate for staying legally in Russia."

The girl poked out half of her face from behind the book, revealing a pair of emerald-like green eyes: "Really?"

——Like a kitten tentatively watching at his door.

Obviously she was facing a human being, but her every move reminded him of that dream elf-like animal.

"I'll never lie to you." The young man looked at her with a smile, and his tone was as gentle as a timid animal afraid to scare away, "Katyusha, so, do you want to come and see the school, which school do you want to go to? "

Xiaoba believes that it is true that she and this boy named Fyodor are very familiar with it. Many times she has not realized it herself, and her body has habitually accepted the care of the other party.

The radula can feel the existence of the fingers, and the hard teeth can even feel the elasticity of the soft flesh at the tip of the fingers. Xiaoba bites the Black Forest cake and feels that he is neither advancing nor retreating:

Just now, when she was struggling with Russian textbooks in the living room, engraving those feminine, masculine, neuter and even unknown sex things into her brain cells, Fyodor walked out of his own workshop Come out and say that the afternoon tea he ordered is here and ask her if she wants to have it together, she has learned that her mind is confused, she nods vaguely, and continues to fight in the sea of ​​Russian tadpole letters, smelling the aroma of Black Forest cake Passing the edge of the mouth, subconsciously tilted his head and bit down, and even instinctively restrained the strength of his teeth.

——She didn't understand at that time, but now she understands why she has such an instinctive reaction: it's definitely because of a cohabitant who always likes to hand feed things!

To be reasonable, shouldn't you use a knife and fork to feed cakes? No, why did he feed himself cakes so naturally! ?

"Huh? My fingers don't taste good." Fyodor moved his fingertips and touched the surface of her teeth, making sure that she didn't hit a tooth just now, but since she didn't hit a tooth, why didn't she move?

"But if you want to eat, it's not impossible."

Xiaoba: "..."

Xiao Ba loosened his teeth silently, took away the cake and backed away silently.

Fyodor didn't care, picked up a small piece of cake and put it into his mouth, not forgetting to lick off the chocolate chips on his fingers: "You like this cake very much, try it."

He smiled like nothing happened.

Xiaoba watched him pick up the cake with the same hand that just fed her cake, put it into his own mouth and licked his fingers, and fell silent:

What is the relationship between me and this person? !

In order to help her get rid of her black household status and marry her, she was given a green card visa, free for her to go to school, provided her with a house, provided three meals a day and even afternoon tea, found that her test preparation materials were not enough, and helped her find and print them out for her use... …

To be reasonable, she would believe it was her own mother—but judging from her face, age, and gender, this possibility was unlikely.

Is there really such a kind landlord who knows no boundaries in this world? !

Looking at the face, it's really hard to say whether it's her or Fei Jia who is at a disadvantage... and judging by the situation these days, Fei Jia is not the type of stupid beauty...

... Forget it, I don’t want to, and I can’t think of a reason for it, so let’s continue to study Russian!

Based on the bad idea of ​​not understanding it anyway, Xiaoba successfully ignored all the information beyond the limit and focused on reading his book.

Fyodor: "..."

The beautiful Russian teenager was sitting alone in the workshop, watching the young girl reading a book in the surveillance screen of the living room with a serious look, and touched his face with a little depression: Could it be that Katyusha didn't prefer someone like him? male?

But when she turned into a cat, her attitude towards the slender and beautiful young and beautiful girls was obviously much better than that of the five big and three thick East Slavs.

Nothing could be more obvious than face control.

... Well, he knows it's crazy to have such thoughts about a kitten, but Katyusha is not a real cat, she is a human!

What's wrong with liking someone?

Even he is just an ordinary man among all living beings. Is it any wonder that he falls in love with the opposite sex who is as warm as the sun and is still close at hand?

From the Siberian snowfield to the present, she grew up from a small child to a slim girl by his side. He participated in and witnessed all her changes. They depended on each other in every snowy and cold night, so...

Why, just because she lost the memory of their relationship in the past, why did he retreat to the boundary of strangers and not touch the cat that belonged to him at all?

Damn it, why is there such a thing as a flicking tongue in the world!

Trying to learn to play the tongue from the host on TV, but only had time to hear a series of extremely fast tones flying by, Xiaoba: "..."

Ah this.

Are you looking for training classes... Although Russia does have training classes for people who can't speak well, but those are for children who have just started school, and she is already preparing to take university courses Don't study, go to this kind of class again... no, she will lose face!

And it's not free, does she still want to ask Fei Jia for training money?Can't say it at all!

The warm body covered her from behind, wrapping her in his shadow: "What's wrong?"

Already used to Fei Jia's elusiveness, Xiao Ba didn't notice the abnormality, and subconsciously said, "Can't learn how to flick your tongue...huh?" She moved her nose, smell of alcohol?

"Fei Jia, have you been drinking?"

"No." The Russian teenager denied without thinking, "I just drank some water."

As he spoke, he took another sip from the glass wine bottle in his hand.

"..."

Xiaoba looked up at the boy who was bending over to read her textbook, and then looked at the bottle of classic vodka, and had a deeper understanding of the Russian saying that "drinking is like drinking water": in their eyes , it might really be just water...

"Where can't you learn it?"

Fei Jia was still trying to figure out the problem for her. After getting along with her during this time, Xiao Ba also realized that her temporary husband and long-term landlord had a wealth of experience in guiding her, so she simply stated her problem: "I don't know. When pronouncing, how should the tongue move to make that kind of flicking tongue, but I can't open someone's mouth to see how others pronounce..."

She couldn't help thinking about it.

Fyodor smiled: "Which sound is wrong?"

"this."

Xiaoba pointed to a phrase in the textbook, Fyodor glanced at it, and slowed down his speech in a tone that was standard enough to run for the national radio station.

Xiaoba opened his mouth, trying to imitate everything, but learned something different.

"..."

Fyodor turned his head away.

"...Are you snickering! I saw you snickering!"

"No," Fyodor turned his head with a smile, "Okay, don't be angry, I know what the problem is—open your mouth."

Xiao Ba opened his mouth according to his words, and the boy who was beside him got closer, so close that she could clearly smell the high concentration of alcohol in his mouth.

He kissed.

"...!?"

Xiao Ba's eyes widened, his moist, hot and slippery tongue moved around her in her mouth, and the face of the boy who was close at hand didn't change at all, as if he was just teaching her how to pronounce.

By the time Fyodor let go of her lips and tongue, the girl was visibly dizzy.

Probably because of the vodka.

"Remember?" he asked.

Xiao Ba was confused for a while, and really didn't know what to remember: "... huh?"

"The position of the tongue when flicking," Fyodor said gently, "if you don't remember it, I can teach you it again—it doesn't matter how many times."

Xiao Ba: "..." Is there such a teaching? You are obviously harassing, so don't...

The weak resistance disappeared quickly, and the boy's figure overlapped with the girl's body, blending indistinguishably with the shadow printed on the wall by the firelight of the fireplace.

I promise you, if you meet someone you like in the future, I will accompany you to dissolve the marriage.

——So, as long as you don't meet someone you like other than me, this proof that connects us can exist for a long time.