I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Qu Qianqian and the others said they were here to copy Xiao Lu Li's homework.

But later, when Lan Xi and Mu Qi were teaching Xiao Lu Li how to do homework, they could also hear from the side.

In other words, Lan Xi and the others are still teaching the four of them.

However, Lan Xi, Mu Qi, Mo Wu'an, and Xie Mobei had no time to think about how many to teach.

They saw that Xiao Luli took out exercise books one after another from her small schoolbag, and a large round table was almost covered with her homework and textbooks. When they turned around, she was still serious. Really, take out the homework one after the other!

Lan Xi and others: "..."

How much work does this thing have! ! !

no!

Is this bag a black hole!

How can it hold so much homework!

"That's it!"

Seeing that Xiao Luli was still touching her small schoolbag, Lan Xi quickly pulled Xiao Luli's schoolbag up, as if doing so, they would not need to teach the rest of the homework in the schoolbag.

Immediately afterwards, Lan Xi turned around and found a workbook on the table. Coincidentally, she was holding the workbook for the ideological and moral cultivation class that Xiao Luli will learn next semester:

"Let's start with that."

Xiao Luli was wearing a pink dress, sitting quietly on the sofa, her face was as delicate as a doll in a high-end showcase, her round black eyes were clear and clean, beautiful and well-behaved.

Hearing Lan Xi's words, she nodded softly and cutely, her little face was very serious: "Mmmm."

Seeing her being so obedient, Lan Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought to myself, if I followed this pattern, it shouldn't be too difficult.

Lan Xi opened the exercise book and was about to start lecturing.

Who knows, in the next second, I saw the cute little loli who had a soft and cute face just now. She turned her head with a "swoosh" and looked like a thief. She approached Lu Junhan next to her, and the little nurse asked in a low voice:

"Dad! What is this homework? Why can't people understand it?"

Lu Junhan: "..."

Lan Xi: "..."

Xie Mobei: "..."

Mu Qi: "..."

Mo Wuan: "..."

Qu Sinian and others: "..."

I don't know what kind of homework it is, but you are still "hmmm" so fast! ! !

Not only Xiao Luli, but even Qu Qianqian and the others were all at a loss.

Obviously they don't know what the job is.

But I looked in the bag and found that they all have this homework!

Qu Qianqian and the others widened their eyes: "!!!"

Lu Junhan glanced at the distressed little girl, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You ask me about your homework?"

Little Loli thought for a while and said, "Dad, don't you understand?"

Yes, my father is so stupid that he has never even attended kindergarten, so he must not understand.

"..."

Lu Junhan glanced at the exercise book blankly, and said with a cold face, "Ideological and moral cultivation."

Xiao Luli tugged at her little brows and recited with difficulty, word by word, "...the itch of the four elephants' farts?"

"Hey?"

After reading and reading, Little Loli's black eyes suddenly lit up:

"Hey! Dad, people know it! This is about four elephant brothers farting, right!"

After speaking, the little girl's eyes were bright and her face was full of anticipation, "Dad, hurry up and praise others for being smart!"

[Four elephant brothers. 】

[Fart. 】

Lu Junhan: "..."

Qu Sinian and others: "..."

Lan Xi and others: "..."

I beg you, who will accept this tigress!

Lu Junhan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened it again, with a cold face and a cold voice: "No."

The little girl was stunned, "Hey? Why isn't it right?"

She grabbed her father's clothes with her little hands, and said in a hurry, "Dad, you didn't say it yourself... Isn't this homework a ticklish fix? How could it be wrong?"

Lu Junhan: "..."

Damn, your own pronunciation is not standard, and it's my fault?

Lu Junhan leaned back on the sofa and started teaching with a blank face: "I'm talking about ideological and moral cultivation."

"People know," Little Lolita stretched out her fingers, her face serious and serious: "Itching for four elephants."

"..."

Lu Junhan's thin lips pursed tightly, his face was cold, and he gritted his teeth: "It's ideological and moral cultivation!"

Little Luli, "Four elephants—"

The expression on Lu Jun's cold and hard face was very light: "Si."

"Oh," the little girl seemed to feel that something was wrong, and quickly changed it: "Death—"

The expression on Lu Junhan's face became even lighter: "Si."

Little Lu Li, "Eat."

There was no expression on Lu Junhan's face, his indifference was terrifying, and he spit out coldly, "Si!"

Xiao Luli pouted, "Sigh~"

Lu Junhan: "..."

Little Lu Li, "sizzle~"

Lu Junhan: "..."

Little Lu Li, "sizzle~"

Xiao Luli's eyes widened, her face suddenly happy, and she turned to look at him excitedly: "Dad, look, people can learn how to bark like a snake! Hissing—"

Lu Junhan: "..."

Qu Sinian, Lan Xi and others: "..."

Lu Junhan couldn't bear it any longer, got up from the sofa, carried the little girl in his big hand, and walked directly out the door.

After a while, it was very natural outside the door, and the earth-shattering cry of the little girl sounded.

other people:"……"

Three minutes later, the little girl came back with her father.

Her eyes were flushed, filled with crystal tears, her small body was still crying and burping, and her fair and beautiful face was full of tears, which made her look very pitiful.

Lu Junhan was sitting on the sofa, looking at her red face from crying, frowning and sullen, and repeatedly taught her: "Thinking."

Xiao Lu Li was stunned and aggrieved: "Four..."

Lu Junhan glanced at her lightly.

Xiao Luli sniffed, her expression even more aggrieved.

She felt that she was really pitiful. The teacher taught them to read in class, and each word was said at least five times. Dad just said it five times, how could she remember it.

Seeing that her father was still looking at her, Xiao Luli thought hard for a while, and Xiao Nianyin choked up: "...Si."

Lu Junhan: "That's right."

"Eh?"

The little girl stayed.

She thought she would be beaten by her father again, but she was right.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a sparkling light at the bottom of her eyes.

Lu Junhan lowered his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed her furry little head, his thin lips slightly hooked, "Well done."

Xiao Luli's eyes suddenly brightened.

The next second, Lu Junhan said slowly, "There are five more words. Now, continue to read to me."

Little Lu Li, "..."

Little Luli: "!!!!!!"

Lu Junhan, "Think."

Xiao Luli's little milk sounded tentatively: "...Scent?"

Lu Junhan: "..."

five minutes later.

Xiao Luli hugged her head, her whole body was miserable, she stopped crying, stopped crying, cried and continued to stop, stopped and then continued to cry.

In the end, finally, finally, I wrote down the six words "ideological and moral cultivation".

What's more, she can even write! !

I am afraid I will never forget it.

...

After Xiao Luli memorized the 6 words, she leaned over and asked her father in a low voice, "Dad, what does this 'ideological and moral cultivation' mean?"