I was spoiled after being forced to marry

Fan Xing rubbed his sore cheeks, and looked back at He Qingmo's back, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Why does this person seem to be different from what he imagined?It feels a bit childish.

He originally thought that if someone like He Qingmo got angry, the consequences would be more serious, but in the end, he was like a child playing around, talking about being angry, but giving people the impression that - please coax me, coax me.

Fan Xing felt that he might be out of his mind, how could a domineering president like He Qingmo have such a side?I must be too nervous and have hallucinations!

He didn't think about it anymore, and put the untouched cold noodles on the table into the refrigerator, planning to keep them for tomorrow's breakfast.

Then he picked up his mobile phone and retyped the sentence on the sticky note in pinyin, comparing it with what he wrote, and found that he didn't make a mistake at all!

He Qingmo actually lied to him!

Fan Xing's nose wrinkled subconsciously, and suddenly began to compete with himself.

There happened to be half of the water He Qingmo drank on the table, so he dipped his fingers in the water and began to copy on the table with his mobile phone.

He was born in an English-speaking environment. He has never learned Chinese in a serious manner. Only his grandmother can speak Chinese, which is not standard Mandarin, but a southern dialect.

His current level of Chinese comes from studying Chinese TV dramas when he was a child, because his grandma likes to watch them.Later, when I grew up, I didn't have much time to watch it with my grandma, and even fewer opportunities to learn Chinese.

Originally, he didn't need it, and it didn't matter whether he learned it or not.

But obviously, it is impossible to learn now.

He wasn't angry that He Qingmo lied to him, he knew He Qingmo didn't mean anything.He just realized through this incident that he could not be the same as before, holding an attitude towards Chinese that can be learned or not.

He has a characteristic of this person. When he concentrates on doing one thing, he will be extremely devoted and forget everything.

So when a big hand with clear bones stretched out from behind to hold his hand, he realized that He Qingmo was standing behind him at some point.

He subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back, but he was grabbed even tighter and stared at him, "You must concentrate on practicing calligraphy!" After he finished speaking, He Qingmo grabbed his hand and wrote the words "night" stroke by stroke. Character.

In all fairness, it's beautifully written.Especially when placed next to the piece of crooked melon and split dates written by Fan Xing himself, it is extremely pleasing to the eye.

But Fan Xing didn't have much interest in admiring it, his body was stiff and he didn't dare to move.

The distance between the two of them was so close that he could clearly smell the fragrance of the shower gel on He Qingmo's body.He was afraid that if he moved a little, he would lean into the man's arms.

But the man didn't seem to be able to see his embarrassment and stiffness, and said in a neutral tone, "Uncle taught me well?"

what?

Fan Xing didn't understand, and subconsciously realized when he turned his head and met the man's eyes, the man was still thinking about his slip of the tongue just now.

Fan Xing was also a little guilty, after all, he was the one who made people unhappy by saying the wrong thing, and he should be responsible.

So he breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his head: "I actually want to call...old...husband."

The sound is very small, almost inaudible.

However, the two were too close, so they didn't escape He Qingmo's ears.

The man's eyes sank slightly, and then he laughed silently, pinching the young man's bleeding earlobe lightly, and said with a smile, "It sounds good, let's call again to hear it!"

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