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Marquis Xuanping said with a toothache, "Forget it, let's go with Xiao Ji!" [T/N: In raw, there is a sentence particle at the end here, which when combined with the word xiao ji, creates the word ‘little penis’ or ‘little eighth chicken’ when spoken.]
Little Jing Kong’s expression was even more indescribable.
Little Jing Kong stared at Marquis Xuanping as though he was looking at someone mentally retarded, "Little——"
Only right after speaking did Marquis Xuanping realize that he shouldn't have added that last part to his name. Otherwise, with this little creature’s comprehension, he didn’t know what he would end up saying.
And what he was afraid of indeed came. The little guy really opened his mouth to say it.
Marquis Xuanping swore he had never felt so panicked even in a war before. His entire body was shaken, "Shut it! Swallow the last part back for me!"
Little Jing Kong shut his mouth.
Alright.
The world of adults was really too difficult to understand. Forget giving yourself such an ugly name, but he couldn’t even tell the difference between a chicken and a monkey!
Marquis Xuanping breathed a sigh of relief.
Little Jing Kong put his hands behind his back and tilted his head, "——."
He still said the last word anyway.
Marquis Xuanping:“…!!!”
Marquis Xuanping shed blood instead of tears. Fighting a war had never frightened him, but this little bald head had even greater lethality than a thousand troops. Confronting him, Marquis Xuanping simply never knew when he would step on a pit!
Truly terrifying!
Marquis Xuanping, who only choked others half to death, finally had a day where he was choked by others.
Indeed, you had to pay for your deeds at some point.
Little Jing Kong let out a sigh, "Alas, I do have seven chickens in the house, but I can't make you the eighth one."
Marquis Xuan Ping: ...So was I just thinking too much? He was talking about an eighth chicken?
Marquis Xuanping grew up among a bunch of brutes. He knew more vulgar words than normal ones, so it was hard for him to avoid crooked thoughts. But on second thought, hearing someone treating him as a chicken seemed just as bad!
It wasn’t much better than being called that damn thing!
He was a warrior, how could he be a chicken?
Marquis Xuanping felt that he couldn't get involved with this little brat any more. He took a deep, deep breath and said slowly, "If I say, I am your brother-in-law's real father, would you believe me?"
Little Jing Kong furrowed his brows and gave him an odd look. After a long time, he nodded seriously, "No wonder."
"No wonder what?" Marquis Xuanping asked.
Little Jing Kong stroked his chin as though something suddenly dawned on him and replied, "No wonder brother-in-law always comes last in exams."
He had mistakenly blamed his brother-in-law. It wasn’t that his brother-in-law didn't study hard enough, it was his father that wasn't smart. His father didn't even know whether he was a monkey or a chicken!
Marquis Xuanping:“…”
Marquis Xuanping received ten thousand critical hits in his heart. He could not remember what he was here for in the first place. His son hadn’t even recognized him yet. He covered his chest and called Chang Jing, "Help, help this Marquis back."
Chang Jing: "Can't you just walk by yourself?"
Marquis Xuanping: Would I call you if I can?! Hurry up and come here! Why don’t you try being angered to death by this little brat yourself!
Chang Jing didn't want to go because he found a marble hole on the ground. He just wanted to stay there and play marbles.
But he couldn’t disobey Marquis Xuanping's orders.
He left with Marquis Xuanping resentfully.
Not long after their departure, Gu Jiao arrived home.
Little Jing Kong’s eyes lit up upon seeing Gu Jiao walking into the yard. He quickly ran over and hugged Gu Jiao's leg, "JiaoJiao! You're back! I miss you so much!"
He then let go of her leg, came behind Gu Jiao, grabbed Gu Jiao's back basket and said, "Give me the basket, I'll carry it!"
Gu Jiao took the basket off her back, took out the small medicine chest from it, and put the small basket with little weight left on his back.
It was a relatively small basket for Gu Jiao, but a big one for Little Jing Kong.
The basket on his back was almost as tall as he was. He half-carried and half-dragged it as he walked into the house with thud sounds.
Xiao Liulang was studying arithmetic in his study. Ever since he got the book of Little Jing Kong, which was suspected to be the national book of the State of Yan, he would carefully study its contents as long as he was free.
Because the text in the book was in a completely different language, although partially annotated, it was still difficult to understand it.
However, the strange characters used to represent numbers in the book aroused his strong interest, and the formulas listed by those characters and symbols also made him feel amazed.
Due to the loss of the Zhui method, the State of Zhao still used the circle cutting method to calculate the Zu rate(pi). However, even after cutting a circle in tens of thousands of parts, you might still not be able to calculate it beyond the seven fractional digits.
The formulas recorded in this book were much simpler, but he hadn't comprehended them yet completely.
Xiao Liulang was immersed in the sea of problems until he heard loud thuds. He lifted his head and looked out of the window, then saw Little Jing Kong carrying a back basket as he walked in with a heave-ho.
Behind Little Jing Kong, Gu Jiao wore an ice-blue corset dress, carrying herself with a beautiful and graceful demeanor like a swallow, which brightened people’s eyes.
Right at that moment, Gu Jiao seemed to sense something and looked at the window of his west room.
Four eyes met each other.
Gu Jiao slightly bent her lips upwards.
She was like a budding begonia blooming inadvertently in the night wind, under the starry sky and in the softest heart.
Xiao Liulang could feel his heart beating faster. His eyelashes fluttered as he looked away and continued to study hard.
Gu Jiao, however, did not intend to pretend that nothing had happened. She came to the window, resting one arm on the windowsill and looking at him with her chin on the other hand, she asked, "What are you doing?"
The night breeze blew gently from behind her, diffusing the faint fragrance of her body which instantly covered the smell of ink on the table.
Xiao Liulang suddenly felt his chest heat up a bit.
He didn't raise his head to look at Gu Jiao but remained staring at the book on the table.
"Reading a book." He replied calmly.
"Oh." Gu Jiao raised an eyebrow and suddenly leaned into the window.
The sudden approach caused Xiao Liulang to stiffen. He seemed unable to move his body.
She was leaning so close to him that their cheeks were almost touching.
The image of when she was drunk and suddenly grabbed him for a kiss like a provocative kitten flashed through Xiao Liulang's mind all of a sudden.
His throat felt dry and hoarse.
"You…" Just when Xiao Liulang thought she was going to do something to him again, Gu Jiao simply reached out and took a piece of paper in his hand.
After taking the paper, she stood back to her original position.
The breath on his cheeks and tip of the nose dissipated all of a sudden, making Xiao Liulang somehow feel a sense of loss.
Though he did not know what he was feeling lost about.
Gu Jiao pulled out her charcoal pen, wrote a few words on the paper, then curved her lips upwards. After leaving a note, she turned around and went back to her east room.
The warmth on Xiao Liulang's cheek took a long time to fade, and when he recovered his composure, he glanced at the note on the windowsill. contemporary romance
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