82: C82 If You Want to Listen Listen to English

C82 If You Want to Listen Listen to English

"How deep are their feelings? That's all we can do! Only then will it be enough to confess! "

Bo Qian's eyebrows twitched a few times. He opened the book and picked up his phone with an ashen face. Just as he was about to send another message, he realized that his phone was completely out of battery, and it was turned off.

The excited singing continued.

It was singing about the greatness and wonder of love!

Bo Qian glanced at the slender figure beside the sports car. She was young and clean. When he thought about the content of the song again, he stood up gloomily. He walked to the front desk, fiddled with the computer for a while, and then walked back to the sofa to lie down. He closed the book.

Mu Shinian did not notice what was happening here at all.

She was checking the parts and finally found the reason. Just as she was about to open the refrigerator, she heard the sound of the music.

"(Tex 1) M: Oh, it's called 'Miracle'."

Clang!

The wrench fell to the ground.

Mu Shinian heard the English words and the corners of her eyes twitched.

If she remembered correctly, this was the content of the Grade 12 English Listening Skill!

What was going on? Wasn't Tang Soong self-proclaimed to have heard all the famous love songs in and out of the country?

His English hearing went on and on.

Mu Shinian raised her hand and fiercely pinched her temples twice. Then, as if nothing had happened, she continued to repair work.

Under the book, Bo Qian listened to her and curled his lower lip in satisfaction.

An 18-year-old student should have listened to this kind of thing!

...

After Mu Shinian repaired the two cars, Tang Soong still had not returned.

She simply packed up and sat at the bar counter. She planned to close the door and leave when the time was up and if he had not returned yet.

As for the person on the sofa who was already sleeping soundly, since he was old friends with Tang Soong, it would be fine to sleep here for the night.

As she was thinking, the doorbell rang twice.

One. The man in the black suit rushed in.

When he saw that there was someone at the cashier counter, he looked at the person curiously and ran into the room. When he saw the person lying on the sofa, he even slowed down his breathing.

Mu Shinian saw this and asked curiously, "You are looking for him?"

Before he finished speaking, the man nervously turned around and gestured to her to keep silent.

Mu Shinian was confused.

The man walked over in a flustered and exasperated manner. His voice was very low and very low. "Young Master Bo got up very angrily! If something goes wrong, something big will happen!"

"... " Oh."

Just as Mu Shinian finished speaking, there was a slap on the sofa.

The book was thrown onto the table and Bo Qian sat up expressionlessly. His hair was messy and his eyes were sleepy. His face was very stinky.1

The man's heart skipped a beat and a chill ran down his spine. "Thin, Young Master Bo? You, you're awake?"

Bo Qian gave him a cold glance and then looked at the calm Mu Shinian. In the end, he impatiently unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and drank two mouthfuls. He spat out a word, "Speak."

The man was ready to kneel and beg for mercy!

In the end, everything turned around and nothing happened!

The man could not help but want to pat his wildly beating heart twice. He wiped away his cold sweat. He walked over and reported respectfully, "The person in the hospital has woken up. The doctor said that it's not a big problem. He can be discharged in two days. What should we do with him? "

Mu Shinian looked up with a thoughtful look on her face.

Bo Qian drank another mouthful of mineral water, his handsome face suppressing a layer of anger after being woken up.

He glanced at Mu Shinian and said casually, "What do you think?"

Mu Shinian looked at him in surprise.

Bo Qian frowned. He thought she did not hear him clearly. "What do you plan to do?"

Even the man looked at Mu Shinian in surprise.

Being stared at by two pairs of eyes, Mu Shinian silently lowered her head. After a few seconds, she asked, "Can you forge a death certificate?"

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