He Peiyuan giggled and observed her boyfriend: "It can get better... My mother told me again yesterday, telling me not to get carried away."

Yang Jingxing was surprised: "What are you proud of?"

He Peiyuan was also puzzled: "Don't think...what happened to your girlfriend? I am still myself."

Yang Jingxing was funny: "Your mother should tell you not to feel inferior and give up on yourself."

He Peiyuan giggled: "That's why I want to study more... Husband, is there an argument you think makes sense?"

This statement is that the IQ of a dog is what the IQ of an ordinary person is, and the IQ of a smart person can be as high as it is. Therefore, in the eyes of smart people, an ordinary person is a serious dog to an ordinary person.

Yang Jingxing was extremely angry: "Whoever makes up such words is stupid..."

He Peiyuan was worried: "But is there such a big gap?"

Yang Jingxing felt that the unit of measurement was simply wrong. He thought that one digit should be added in front. The IQ of ordinary people is a thousand and a few dozen, and that of a smart person is also a thousand and one. There is a slight difference...

Are the thoughts of future generations purified by being surrounded by wisdom and knowledge? The two of them talked about health topics while looking for books. From meeting to buying more than a dozen books, they went to have lunch and then continued to buy. Apart from holding hands, they talked to each other.

No kiss.

I came out of the bookstore at around four in the afternoon and got more than 120 books, more than one-third of which were not single-sided, and there was also a copy of "Yang Jingxing's Piano Sonata Collection", which was really lucky.

Back at the International Famous Garden, He Peiyuan felt sorry for the scoundrel who carried the three bundles of books upstairs: "I'll put them away after a break...ah, I'm so exhausted."

Yang Jingxing suggested: "Let's take a bath."
Chapter completed!