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Chapter 537: An Unforgettable Lesson(4400 words)(1/2)

Shen Chong didn't sleep well this time because he pretended that something was wrong in his heart and did not dare to relax too much.

Lin Zhishu slept even worse. He was afraid that he would turn over and press on Xinxin, but also afraid that he would turn over and hit Shen Chong.

She was not inside or outside, she was extremely uncomfortable. She felt that the bed was too hard and she was sleeping a little bit hard, so she was uncomfortable when she changed her posture.

She couldn't help but feel a little regretful, thinking that this decision might have been a bit too hasty and reckless.

Of course, ordinary entrepreneurs have to go all the hardships when starting a business, but Lao Lin has been in a fairyland since childhood. Even if he starts a business, even if he leads a team to inspect projects, he rarely suffers.

She had Jiang Yu, a part-time assistant who took care of both work and life, and seven or eight people in the company's secretary's office were around her.

Even if she went into the mountains and ran to a place where no birds lay eggs, the people in the secretary's office could make her a big tent with a feeling of sleep that was not inferior to the business bed.

This time Shen Chong took her to experience life, which was really the first time she had suffered from this hard bed in her life.

In a blink of an eye, it was the next morning. Although Lin Zhishu didn't sleep well, he had a 6:30 pm engraved in his mind, woke up immediately, and then opened his eyes slightly.

hiss!

She sucked in a cold air, her whole body stiffened, as if she had been imposed on a fixed body.

Hell!

What am I doing? Is my sleeping position so indecent?

There is no reason!

It turned out that before she knew it, she actually put her right leg on Shen Chong!

This is not the end. Shen Chong is lying flat, and her upper body is also pounced on this guy!

This posture is like a sloth climbing a tree.

Some parts that she couldn't speak were being squeezed hard by this guy's right arm.

Looking at the masculine side face that was so close, Lin Zhishu's face suddenly turned red.

If she hadn't had her psychological quality, she would have screamed on the spot.

She took a deep breath and tried to move away quietly while Shen Chong had not woken up.

However, just as her right leg was lifted no more than two millimeters, Shen Chong's eyes suddenly opened and stared at her with an extremely alert look.

In this moment.

One decimeter.

Looking at each other with your eyes.

Three people lie down together.

Four eyes.

The taste of all kinds of flavors.

It's 6:30 in the morning.

A nervous heart.

Nine seconds later, Lin Zhishu suddenly closed his eyes again, then pressed his body back to Shen Chong, trying to pretend that he was just sleepwalking that he had not yet woken up.

However, Shen Chong let go of his clenched fists and moved silently to the bed. Even though half of his body had left the edge of the bed, he was still firm.

Lin Zhishu finally couldn't hold on and opened his eyes awkwardly, "What do you mean?"

Shen Chong beat him up, "I...I'm so overwhelmed by you."

Lin Zhishu pinched his fist with his right hand and pressed his chest, feeling that he was about to be pissed to death.

"You... can't you continue to pretend to be asleep? Can't you give me a step?"

Shen Chong's face turned red, "I'm so nervous if I can't pretend... I can't pretend."

"You won!"

"Then I'll go out?"

Shen Chong jumped out of bed with a whoosh and was about to open the door and flee. God knows how high his heartbeat is at this time.

Lin Zhishu originally thought he was pretending, but when he turned his head and saw his hunchback and his handclaws, he believed in the evil.

This Lord is not an ordinary person!

"Can you put on your clothes and open the door? It means you just wear a pair of underwear and wander around outside? Who do you want to seduce?"

Shen Chong's face was pale again and looked down.

He thought to himself, Wori...

After seven o'clock, after washing up, Shen Chong's family of three sat around the table with the hostess and two little girls.

The old man had no choice but to go to the ground, so he had to wait until he finished eating here before bringing it to the old man.

On the table, Lin Zhishu saw that Shen Chong's nose was not his nose, and his eyes were not his eyes. He wanted to strangle him to death from all directions and angles.

But in front of outsiders, she finally gave Dad Chen a face this time and didn't make much trouble.

Of course, she actually knew that she had no position. Shen Chong did nothing, but she took the initiative to pounce on him in her sleep.

She was just angry that this guy didn't know how to read and pretend to be asleep. He didn't have such a normal idea at all.

Not only did he take the initiative to stare at himself, but he also wanted to run away after pretending to be asleep!

Xinxin ate the breakfast halfway through half and began to protest.

She couldn't stand the bland porridge, and even more so the slightly hard steamed buns. She put down her chopsticks and looked back at Shen Chong and Lin Zhishu with grievance.

Shen Chong felt happy, the opportunity came.

He asked, "Xinxin, what's wrong with you?"

Xinxin pouted, "I don't want to eat this. I want to drink milk, bread, and add cheese to the bread. I want to eat vegetable salad, and the delicious and nutritious porridge you made by Dad."

Shen Chong spread his hands, "No."

Xinxin said, "Dad, please buy it."

Shen Chong smiled and shook his head, "Xinxin, do you still remember what I told you on the way here?"

Xinxin shook her head, "Forgot."

Shen Chong said: "We have agreed on the way, we will eat whatever sisters and aunts eat. Haven't you agreed to me?"

Xinxin opened her mouth slightly, then looked back at the two girls of the same age beside her, and asked bluntly: "Sister, do you eat these every day?"

"Um!"

My sister answered very quickly.

But my sister lowered her head.

Shen Chong knocked on the table with small holes that were worm-eaten, shook his head and said, "Wrong, the porridge of aunt and sister is much thinner than ours today, and there are only steamed buns and no pickled vegetables."

Xinxin couldn't believe it, "Then why not buy it!"

Shen Chong did not give her an answer this time, but instead expressed an apology to the hostess and the two children.

The three of them lowered their heads slightly, but they felt extremely sad.

After breakfast, Xinxin went out with her older child, while Shen Chong and Lin Zhishu walked side by side for about four or five meters behind.

Xinxin was still asking questions excitedly at the beginning.

"What kind of flower is this? It's so beautiful."

"What kind of grass is this? There are so many leaves."

"Wow, there are birds flying over in the sky."

But after walking out for about two or three miles, Xinxin was not full in the morning, her feet became a little weak, and her spirit also declined.

She turned around and told Shen Chong that she didn't want to leave anymore.

Shen Chong shook his head firmly, "This is not possible. My sister is over six years old and walks this road to school alone every day. She walks twice a day. Xinxin, you are almost six years old. Why can't you persist?"

"But I'm not full."

Xinxin rubbed her stomach, feeling very aggrieved.

Lin Zhishu felt soft-hearted and quietly reached into his bag, but he held it down for Shen Chong.

Shen Chong shook his head at her and said to Xinxin again: "But sister eats as much as you do in the morning. I haven't eaten so much yet."

Xinxin pouted, "Then I want to take the bus."

Shen Chong was determined this time, "I can't get on because my aunt's house has no car."

Xinxin looked desperate and had to turn around and continue walking forward.

When she finally arrived at school, she and her nine-year-old sister sat on the stone steps together, gasping heavily. Only then did Shen Chong agree that Lin Zhishu would give each of them a piece of bread.

Lin Zhishu usually has strict discipline in courses, but he is particularly soft-hearted in such matters.

This slightly cold education method can only be done as a father.
To be continued...
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