Before she went home, Mu Jingnan had already received information and understood why she kept laughing.

A bunch of rogues meets a bunch of old foxes, whoever loses and wins may win or loses.

Mo Gang walked into the boss's office and said, "The eavesdropping device will be installed tonight."

"Yes." Mu Jingnan nodded.

On the way home, Su Qingyu whispered to her father: "Dad, don't tell Manman's life story."

"Of course!" Chu Yixiang knew that this was amazing and agreed.

"The new mother is also-"

When Su Qingyu's eyes looked over, Hu Qiaocui didn't feel that the eldest daughter was sweet-mouthed this time, and she was a little shivering and had to nod.

"It's better not to say it in private. Dad has to be careful of the ears of the wall."

Chu Yixiang remembered the eldest daughter's advice in his heart.

The bad guy came to his house and now he left. Mu Suye and his sister Nuannuan looked around on the balcony.

The weather was too cold and the north wind blew, and the two children quickly fled from the balcony and returned to the heated room.

Before Dad and Momo came back, Nuannuan and her brother did their homework together.

Opening his schoolbag and taking out his homework book, Mu Suye sat on the chair, and before picking up the pen, he looked at what his sister wrote.

The kindergarten did not do homework for the children, Nuannuan worked hard to find homework for herself, so Xiaoxiao asked her brother.

"I'll find some drawings for you-" As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Suye changed his mind and could not let his sister draw. God knows that there are other strange things that his sister can draw besides drawing the sun in green. Unlike his parents, his brother, who has no tolerance, can allow his sister to draw.

After thinking about it, Mu Suye walked to the bookcase in his room, took out a 99 arithmetic book he liked back then, walked back and took it to his sister to calculate the number: "Can you write numbers?"

Yes, Arabic numerals are counted at the morning meeting.

"You write it. You should know how to add or subtract simple." Mu Suye guessed that his sister's mathematical ability was probably at the level of a primary school preparatory student.

Nuannuan's little hand grabbed a pencil and began to draw numbers on the math book he brought to him by his brother.

This kid, I don’t know what’s going on, has a strange painting and his writing style, and he is like a dragon, flying dragon and phoenix dancing, making people a little confused about whether it’s ugly or not. In fact, it’s really a bit ugly.

A girl's writing is like mad cursive script, and Mu Suye can only think of this word in his heart: The brother is reluctant to say that the younger sister's writing is ugly.

"Six, six, six." Nuannuan muttered in her mouth while drawing numbers.

Mu Suye wrote a line of Chinese, and the characters he wrote were much more beautiful. He turned around and looked at the math answers written by his sister: Hey, it's not bad, it seems that they are all right.

The outstretched hand was about to touch my sister's little head when I suddenly heard a voice.

"Are you doing your homework? I'm the most annoying to do my homework, it's boring."

The Mu brother and sister all turned around and saw the head lying on the balcony.

"Shura, what are you doing when you climb the balcony of my house?" Mu Suye was frightened and sweated coldly. He hurriedly stood up and pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window and ran to the balcony again. He was afraid that the other party would fall from the balcony, so he would be responsible for their family. Mu Suye would be responsible.

Shura jumped, jumped onto the railing easily and then fell onto the floor tiles on the balcony.

The Mu family did not have a closed balcony, so they should be very confident in the security system of their own home, which made him Shura succeed.

"This is the second floor." Seeing him climbing up, Mu Suye couldn't believe it. He slapped on the railing and looked at the distance from the ground to confirm that it was the second floor and asked, "How did you climb up?"

"You ask me how I climbed up. Didn't you climb trees when you were a child?" Shura asked him in reverse.

It was only the second floor, which was too relaxing for him. He once climbed a spider-man over the world's tallest building for a hundred floors. Besides, it is common for children to climb the height of the second floor of trees.

Mu Suye frowned: What is this man saying? Climbing a tree? Can Mu Suye do such an unruly bear baby do things? Mu Suye is a model and excellent student.

After reading the other person's thoughts from Mu Suye's eyes, Shura reached out to pat his little brother's shoulder with one hand: "You are seven years old, and you look more like an old man than my grandfather, do you know?"

What's wrong with climbing a tree? It's not illegal. How could this kid be more feudal than an old man who teaches.

When Mu Suye heard this, he turned around and asked him angrily: "You climbed my balcony and said you were illegal?"

"Shh!" Shura's fingers quickly covered his mouth. Climbing the balcony was illegal, so he asked his brother to close his mouth.

After struggling for a while, he broke away from Shura's hand, Mu Suye took a few steps to maintain a safe distance, and continued to preach in his low voice: "What should I do if you fall if you climb onto my balcony?"

"I won't fall, I'm fine." It turned out that this guy was worried about his body, and Shura smiled.

"How can you climb onto my balcony?"

"Didn't you say it? How tall is your second floor? I climbed over a hundred-story building and didn't fall down."

"The alarm didn't sound."

"Of course it didn't sound. I came in through your door and said I wanted to go to the toilet first."

Sister Lan let Shura come in, which shows that Sister Lan has seen Shura before, and the two may have met at his mother's house, so Sister Lan is not careful to know who he is.

After thinking about the logic, Mu Suye felt a little relieved. Otherwise, wouldn’t any thief have entered his room and taken his sister away?

While the two brothers were talking, Nuannuan followed her down her pencil and walked out.

I was very happy to see my sister. Shura took her little hand and walked back to the room. When she saw the homework book on the table, she praised her sister first: "Nannuan, the words you wrote are so beautiful, the most beautiful one I have ever seen. You can actually write regular characters with a pen!"

Who is this person praising?

The Mu brother and sister both gave a look.

"It was not written by me." Nuannuan would never say that other people's things were their own. She pouted her pussy and was a little unhappy. The big brother in front of her actually missed her, and she couldn't recognize whether it was written by Nuannuan.

It wasn't written by my sister, who wrote it? Shura looked around and turned around when he saw Mu Suye.

Seeing his action, Mu Suye immediately got angry: "What do you mean? I will never admit that I saw it, right?"

"No, no. I know you wrote it. But you are seven years old, so there is nothing to praise." Shura said with a touch of the small felt hat on his head.

But Mu Suye noticed something in his dodging face, walked up, and suddenly said thief: "How about you write a word or two for me?"

Shura's face was suddenly pricked by a thorn, and his skin was covered with blood, red like blood-red cherries.

"What, you dare not-"
Chapter completed!