My Ome, she gradually swells

Chapter 62 The Leg Stove

Seeing that everyone was gossiping, Fu Chengque put down his phone and asked, "Do you want to go to the toilet?"

"go!"

"Add me."

Fang Ling and Xiaogua also joined together, and the three of them pulled Lu Min together, and formed a group to go to the dungeon.

Wen Yu was alone, with nothing to do, so he took out his notebook and started to do some work.

He had already promised Chen Ban that he would help these four girls improve their grades, so he couldn't break his word.However, relying on them to explore and answer some knowledge points by themselves is far from enough to improve. It is not long before the final exam of this semester, and it is necessary to provide some necessary help during this month.

In this case, if only teaching according to the book is no longer feasible.

So according to my understanding of the four during this period of time, I provided them with their own learning methods.

For example, Fu Chengque, her grades have improved in an all-round way, and her learning efficiency is also extremely high, which is very similar to him.In this case, as long as you teach her your own methods, she will become "Number Two Wen Yu" within days.

For example, Xiaogua has the worst grades and the weakest foundation. When solving a problem, she has to take two more detours and use more intuitive and simple knowledge points to quickly understand the topic and absorb new knowledge.

The other two also have their own patterns.

It won't be long before a few people can really rule with their achievements.

Fu Chengque will realize his dream.

Wen Yu wrote a little, and his hands became cold and stiff.

He breathed out the hot air twice, and stuffed it under his thighs to warm it up.

This is Jiangcheng, and the Yangtze River is rushing along the edge, bringing abundant water vapor all year round. When the cold air from the north moves south, it will also carry water vapor, making the winter here even more humid and unbearable.

There is no heating in the classrooms, and teachers and students have to fight hard.

Yesterday, the heavy snow solar term just passed, and the chills spread all over the body, but the snow will not fall temporarily, and snow is rare in Jiangcheng.

A few people came back after using the toilet.

Fu Chengque stared at the chair with a look of regret, this thing has a cold ass.

Just like the quilts of southerners in winter, it is difficult to get in and out.

She made preparations for a long time and sat down slowly.

When her thigh touched the chair, her expression began to change, she clenched her teeth, and when she sat down completely, her whole body shrank, and she rubbed her thigh fiercely with her palm.

Wen Yu looked at her, and said with a smile, "Aren't you wearing long johns?"

"wore……"

"It's not wearing at all."

"..."

"Is it right?"

"I'm not cold."

"You're all shaking."

"Annoying."

"It's better to put it on, the little cold is a big cold, and the colder weather is coming."

"It will make your legs appear thicker."

Wen Yu began to look at Fu Chengque's legs, his presumptuous gaze sweeping up and down unceremoniously.

"Why are you staring at my legs!"

"It looks good. Your legs are well-proportioned and long. Can I touch them?"

"You think beautiful."

Fu Chengque finally sat down, and she won't remember it for a while.Wen Yu didn't have any gentleman's ideas. This group of farts, including Fu Chengque, had to let them freeze before they knew how comfortable woolen trousers and long johns were.

He has already passed the age of demeanor in his heart. Not only did he put it on before Mama Wen mentioned it, but he also found long socks and pulled them high to cover the wool trousers. cold wind.

warm!

Seeing Wen Yu's smug face, Fu Chengque couldn't help touching his thigh, wow, the warm heat came out, and she couldn't take it away.

She put both hands on it, and flipped it back and forth like frying meat.

"You are so warm."

Wen Yu watched Fu Chengque's movements, and was overjoyed. He reached out to touch Xiao Qingmei's thigh at the same table, but was slapped away.

He said with a faint expression: "It's too much, you don't allow me to touch you if you touch me."

"Of course not. I have to reward you for treating you like a stove?" She snorted triumphantly, looked out the window, and said, "Wen Yu, do you think it will snow this year?" ?”

"You want snow?"

"I haven't seen snow in a long time."

"Which year does Jiangcheng not drop some snowballs? It's just a little."

"If you want that kind of paving, a few pieces of fluff are nothing!"

"You let your father take you to the north, go now, and you can get out now."

"do you want to go?"

"If you ask me that way, I still think about it."

"Hahaha, there is a chance to be together, call them and go to my father's hometown!"

"Calling so many people again."

"what happened?"

Fu Chengque looked at Wen Yu suspiciously.

The boy also looked at her seriously.

"Maybe it's too noisy. I want to travel with fewer people."

"Alone?"

"Two."

"..."

Fu Chengque lowered her head, remained silent for a while, and then moved the topic elsewhere.

She whispered, "My father's house is in Gansu. I went there when I was very young, and I don't remember it anymore..."

"Hey, that's far enough!"

"I used to think that if I could go there once in the future, or with friends, I would choose winter."

"I'm afraid the university will only have this time after the college entrance examination, and the round trip will cost tens of thousands?"

"Huh? So expensive..."

The empress is worried, money is her biggest constraint, and she is still penniless.

System, system, why not give it some ability to make money.

Tasks, tasks, send money directly, send tens of hundreds of dollars, why are you polite when you are old acquaintances?

The previous tasks have all been completed, some have worked hard, some have relied on luck, and the rewards are all good——

She began to look forward to the next task.

The next task, no matter what, has to be completed on its own initiative, and it can no longer be done in such a failed manner.

Hmm... definitely can...

Wen Yu thought for a while, then jumped back to the original question, "Looking at the weather, it should snow." In Jiangcheng this year, there was indeed snow in his memory.

"The sun is so cold, it's really incomprehensible." Fu Chengque wanted to snow, and hated seeing the sun, but her thighs were cold, so she struggled.

"Jiangcheng."

"By the way, my mother said that we are going to make sausages on Sunday. Do you want any?"

"I want."

"Ask about your home!"

"I don't know, I want it anyway. I like your mother's sausages."

"Anyway, ask Auntie, if you want, buy more meat."

"Then let's take Sakamoto to be sterilized first, and then I'll help."

"it is good."

When Fu Chengque went home at night, she fiddled with her "paper cup microphone" again, but it still failed. This seriously hit her heart of invention and creativity, and she stopped playing at all.

She took out the book Wen Yu gave her, and began to read and decipher it.

After a while, the news from Xiaogua beeped, and she opened it, feeling a little dizzy:

[Xiaogua]: Orange bird, Fan Liming asked me to meet on the weekend, what should I do?
[Xiaogua]: Do I want to see him?
(End of this chapter)