Chapter 602 Composition: He is very cute

In the end, Jian Chenglang couldn't hold the soft and hard foam of Jian Xiyan.

Under Jian Xiyan's expectation and urging gaze, Jian Chenglang bit his scalp and gritted his teeth, and put Jian Yi, who was still sleeping, into the car.

Jian Chenglang had to admit that Jian Xiyan really has his father's style of dealing with things, and both father and son are quite ruthless!

Because writing essays requires parents to supervise, Jian Xiyan needs Jian Yi to go to Lu's house with him.

Obviously, according to Jian Xiyan, as long as Jian Yi is next to him when he is writing, it does not matter whether this father is awake or fainted.

In this way, Jian Yi was dragged into the car and to Lu's house.

When Jian Yi woke up, the car happened to arrive at Lu's house.

Jian Yi thought the watermelon juice was too sweet, so he didn't drink much. After sleeping on the road for so long, he should wake up after counting the time.

When Jian Chenglang was about to get out of the car, he turned his head suddenly, and saw his brother opened his eyes.

He met his brother's cold and dark eyes, shivered, and handed him the video of the whole process of Jian Xiyan's crime.

Jian Yi after reading: "..."

Jian Chenglang has no doubt that if Jian Xiyan is here, his **** is likely to be opened by his brother.

However, at this moment, Jian Xiyan is no longer in the car.

Three minutes ago, as soon as the car arrived at Lu's house, he happily got out of the car, holding his writing board, happily went into the living room and looked for his sister Lili.

Fortunately, what Jianxi says is sleeping pills, not poisons. Otherwise, whether Jian Yi can live in this world is a question.

Therefore, what Jian Yi told Qu Sinian and the others that they almost died at home was not joking.

It's just a little bit short of changing the sleeping pill to poison.

Of course, this assumption does not exist.

After all, the psychiatrist would not give poison to a child, even a sleeping pill, even if Jian Yi accidentally drank all the watermelon juice, he would not die.

...

Qu Sinian didn't expect that Jian Yi would be fainted all the way, **** by someone, and suddenly showed sympathy.

But Zhang Dazhuang was stunned.

Obviously, I didn't expect that Jian Xiyan was only three years old. At a young age, he would be so smart, and he would have it when he grew up!

After Jian Yi got out of the car, he gave Jian Chenglang the culprit of the bad idea a severe beating.

At this moment, the anger has almost disappeared. Knowing that it was Jian Xiyan's handwriting to make him faint, I have to say that Jian Yi's heart is vaguely proud and proud.

Just this cleverness, like him.

But when I get home at night, I still have to clean up.

...

Xiao Lu Li had been chatting with the other three friends for a long time, but she never saw her father come in. She was immediately anxious, thinking that her father had been taken away by the bad guy.

About to jump off the sofa and go outside to find dad.

Lu Junhan just returned from smoking.

Qu Sinian followed them behind.

The four parents who were still struggling, couldn't discuss the results outside, and didn't want to waste any more time. They just came back.

Anyway, if you die sooner or later, you have to die. Sooner or later you have to write this composition.

Because there are three photographers shooting at them, Lu Junhan and the others don't need to take out a mobile phone to record the video separately.

Afterwards, just ask the photographer for a video of this tutorial composition.

Xiao Lu Li looked very happy when seeing his father back, and quickly sat down on the sofa.

Seeing Lu Junhan sitting next to her, the little girl spread out her composition, her black eyes were shining, and she said to him, "Dad, can someone start writing now?"

This sentence, heard in the ears of the four parents, is "Do you want to start to die now?"

Lu Junhan: "..."

Jian Yi: "..."

Zhang Dazhuang: "..."

Qu Sinian got up, desperate: "...No, I still have to go out and smoke another cigarette."

Zhang Dazhuang saw this: "Me too..."

Qu Qianqian held Qu Sinian with a look of dissatisfaction: "Dad! People are going to write essays, please don't run around."

Qu Sinian: "..."

Zhang Yiming looked at Zhang Dazhuang equally vigilantly: "Dad! What did you just say about you?"

Zhang Dazhuang: "..."

The four of them waited for the dads for a long, long time, and finally waited until they came in. Now they can finally write essays, they can't let the dads run away!

Jian Xiyan looked at it, turned his head, and met Jian Yi's expressionless face.

The handsome Xiaozheng thought for a while, and raised the writing board:

Don't run around, you can go and play after I finish writing the composition.

Jian Yi: "..."

Just for a while, Xiao Luli was sitting upright and straight, with a serious face, and she started to write.

She wants to write too much, too much to write about her father.

Can't wait long ago.

[I have a father, his name is Lu...]

The little girl's pen suddenly stopped here, her dark eyes widened slightly, and her face turned pale.

Lu Junhan glanced at her faintly: "What?"

The little girl glanced around, approached like a thief, and whispered: "Dad, what is your name Lu? People seem to have forgotten your name."

The little girl kept calling Lu Junhan's father, and Song Qingwan and the others called Lu Junhan stinky boy, and the servant called Lu Junhan Lu Shao. After a few months, the little girl successfully forgot her father's name.

Lu Junhan: "..."

Qu Qianqian was sitting next to Xiao Lu Li, and she naturally heard what she said. Then, she stayed too, turned around and asked Qu Sinian anxiously: "Yes, Dad, what is your name?"

Qu Sinian: "..."

Seeing this, Jian Xiyan glanced at Jian Yi silently and wrote: Do you have a business card? Give me one.

Jian Yi: "..."

Compared to the other three, Zhang Yiming is obviously much better.

I saw him like a good brother, Xiao Pang patted his dad Zhang Da Zhuang on the shoulder, and said boldly, "Don’t worry, dad, I remember your name, you’re called Da Pang Zhang, no, no. , Your name is not Zhang Dafang, I am Zhang Dafang, then your name is Zhang Da, Zhang Da..."

Zhang Yiming racked his brains, his head flickered, and he clapped his little hand: "Oh, I remember, dad, your name is Zhang Daqiang, right! I always remember, dad, you are the strongest! Even your name is very strong. Yeah!"

Zhang Dazhuang: "..."

Go to your Zhang Daqiang!

Your I'm Zhang Dazhuang!

...

Two minutes later, amidst the laughter of the audience in the live broadcast room, the little guys successfully got their father's name.

The four parents looked vicissitudes.

Xiao Luli was very happy, and started to bury her head again, writing stroke by stroke:

[I have a father, his name is Lu Junhan, he is very cute. 】

Lu Junhan was silent for a while, and couldn't help it. He reminded him abruptly: "Cute is to describe a child."

The little girl obediently said "Oh", then erased the sentence with an eraser, and then wrote seriously:

[I have a child father, his name is Lu Junhan, he is very cute. 】

Lu Junhan: "..."

I can't get rid of cuteness anyway, right?

(End of this chapter)