"Er..." Peach was asked.

Lingyun saw the expression of peach's stunned face, and his heart had already understood a general idea, so he reached out his hand comfortingly, patted peach's shoulder, and said with great heart: "peach, you are still small..."

Peach gave him a helpless look.

Zhao Xue even nodded at one side, expressing her approval of Lingyun's words. She turned her big black eyes and said with a bad smile, "otherwise, let's popularize knowledge for her?"

"Well." Ling Yun nodded cautiously.

"What knowledge should be popularized?" Peaches were confused by their mysterious expressions.

"Hey, hey." Zhao Xue looked around, put her hand into the drawer, pulled the bag out of the drawer, turned her head down, and quickly took out a book and put it into the peach drawer. In a low voice, she said, "this is the novel I borrowed at noon today. I'll lend it to you first to let you know something about it."

"What novel?" Peach reached into the drawer and took out the book that Zhao Xue had just put in. After a glance at the cover, he saw that "the president loves little sweet wife madly".

This Peach looked at the title of the book without a word. She had not read this kind of romance novel.

Detective Ling Yun looked at the book in peach's hand with his neck, and suddenly he was covered with black lines. He looked at Zhao Xue reluctantly and doubted, "are you sure this can popularize knowledge for her?"

Zhao Xue waved her hand with a smile, and was very sure: "don't worry. If one book doesn't work, I'll go and get some more to make sure she understands what her husband is for within ten."

Ling Yun looked at the peach with some worry.

Peach thought about it, put the book in the drawer, nodded and said, "OK, I'll go home in the evening and study hard."

After dinner that night, peaches did not stay in the dusty room for the first time after finishing his homework, but returned to his room early.

Shen Mo Chen looked at her figure of rushing back with her schoolbag. Although she felt confused, she did not say anything. Maybe it was a special period. She felt a little tired. Should I have a rest early?

After peach returned to her room, she thought it was better to lock the door first. Then she took out the novel that Zhao Xue gave her from her schoolbag. Then she went to bed and studied hard.

It's just The more peaches look back, the more blush.

In the novel, the male and female owners are only intimate at the beginning, and then they start to push, rush, eat and wipe clean until the peach sees the female owner panting and saying to the man: "husband They want more... "

Peach's small face was already red and about to burn.

No wonder every time I say that Shen Mo Chen is her husband, there are always classmates who look at him with that kind of meaningful eyes. My God How slow is she Just talk about my husband every day

Peach melancholy remembered yesterday when Shen Mo Chen said that his nerve reflex arc was not sensitive, he also refuted him. Now it seems that he is simply too slow to be tolerated by nature!!

"Peach, are you resting?" Outside the door, I remember the deep voice of the dust and the symbolic knock on the door.

"No Not yet... " Peach quickly put the novel under the pillow, and then went to open the door for Shen Mo Chen.

"Don't you feel well? Why is your face so red? "

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