Chapter 142

The moment the skill card came into effect, the obscure and difficult words in front of me became as simple and clear as abcd. The only drawback was that a series of countdowns appeared in the upper right corner of the line of sight without any surprise. The thin, soft and short system was still the same as the sluggish. The skills purchased at a high price were only maintained for seven days, but it was enough to deal with the situation in front of me.

receiver perating characteristic curve, receiver operating characteristic curve? Auntie, are you reading a book on psychology? What does this mean? The accompanying pictures look like functions. Do you have to do a set of math problems first when you come to your doctor for treatment?

The pure pronunciation made my aunt stop her movements. She looked at me in a little surprise. Oh, do you still know this? It’s not surprising that you know a single word. The meaning of the combination should not appear in your junior high school English textbook. Which TV series did you watch?

Don't look down on me, auntie! (jpg)

I looked up at her righteously. I didn’t spend all my extracurricular time playing games. Although I can’t be considered as having five cars with a good degree of education, I still have one or two cars!

Before you even said you were fat, you started to pant? Just choose a phrase you happened to know and read. Come on, look at this again...

My aunt curled her lips disdainfully and pointed at another string of words

I read it without hesitation, from the meaning to the pronunciation, it is impeccable

Now my aunt became interested and became interested in taking the school exam. She kept pointing fingers on the heavy books. While I was playing the BBK reading machine, the direction of my aunt's finger was the switch that triggered my broadcast. At the same time, I calmly rested my head on my aunt's shoulders, and my hand never left my aunt's waist from beginning to end

My aunt didn't know if she was attracted by my knowledge and didn't care about the fact that I took advantage of her. Perhaps it was because my posture was still, that her body had gotten used to my existence.

In a blink of an eye, I translated the words on a whole page, but I am not that stupid. I know that pretending to be on the line and I will meet you in the future. With the help of the system, English is no different from Chinese in my eyes, but after all, there are too many professional vocabulary, and there is no book about psychology in my bookcase, let alone English. If I can fully recognize it, the possibility of cheating will be infinitely magnified. Even if my aunt can't find evidence of my cheating for the rest of her life, her impression of me will definitely drop from praise to doubt.

Under my deliberateness, I misunderstood a few words every now and then, or simply said frankly that I had not mastered this phrase. My aunt was not disappointed with me because of my mistakes. She patiently analyzed it for me in detail. I also learned it very quickly. I just need my aunt to read it once, and I immediately became familiar with it. A good teacher is hard to come by, and a worry-free student can greatly stimulate others' desire to preach.

After teaching me what I missed, my aunt simply held the book and started to recite it from the beginning. Her voice was gentle and ethereal, as if she had heard the sound of heaven.

Her pronunciation is no less than the mastery skills I gained by relying on the system to directly initiate. When my aunt put away her carefree side, doing something seriously and focused, her temperament changed drastically again. The feeling of elegance and intelligence, calmness and confidence made me obsessed with me. I couldn't help but recite it softly, and gradually coincided with my aunt's soft voice, like a zither and a phoenix and a phoenix.

The sound of reading echoed in the room. If a half-grown boy was not hugging the beautiful woman's slender waist and leaning against her shoulder, the picture would be much more harmonious.

This paper is not very long, it only takes up three pages. When my aunt and I pronounced the last word almost at the same time, at this moment, I had the illusion that it was completely in line with my aunt's soul. My aunt was also in a daze for a moment, not knowing what she was thinking, but her favorability for me increased by three points with the naked eye.

You should know that at the critical moment of the match point, every bit of favorability is crucial. If you don’t touch the softest part in your heart, you can’t make any progress. Unexpectedly, I just took advantage of my aunt on a whim, but by chance, my aunt’s feelings for me further sublimates. Could it be that my protagonist’s halo has finally been implemented?

With a snap, my aunt closed the book gently, and soon came to her senses, and said with some emotion: I didn’t expect that you have two tricks. Unlike your mother, who is addicted to games, you have to take the CET-6 exam twice...

I was about to ask for some credit, but by the way, I patted it as a flatterer who was taught by my aunt. My aunt seemed to finally notice the current situation and frowned and said: Why are you so close to me? Do you know if you are so hot?

My aunt pushed my head with disgust, but she didn't seem to care much about my hand holding her waist. Her eyes were extremely bright and she couldn't hide it and she was much more tolerant of me.

Uh, let’s look at two more pages, I will be a psychologist like my aunt in the future and save thousands of lambs lost in the sea of ​​love!

I smiled embarrassedly, quickly picked up the remote control and dropped to 16 degrees

You? Psychologist? You should save yourself first. Wave

Auntie sneered, "Being a psychologist is afraid that it will pollute the pure hearts of many people." Look, I want to see you enough! Waves

My aunt stuffed the book into my arms and got up to leave. I hurriedly hugged my aunt's hand tightly, almost hugging her in my arms. I opened the heavy book again and said anxiously: I am not well-educated and can't understand Ah alone! You see, I just missed many words. If I misunderstand what I originally wanted to express, how many people would have to delay in the future?!

Are you serious?

My aunt looked at me suspiciously and muttered in a low voice: I think you are a drunkard and don’t mean you are a drunk...

Having said that, my aunt no longer rushes to leave, but reads it again, pointing to somewhere in the book from time to time, scolding the theorists for talking on paper, and occasionally telling me a few curious cases she had encountered in the clinic when she was interested. Of course, out of professional ethics and confidentiality agreements, my aunt always uses pseudonyms, and does not involve specific people or things, and has not even revealed the location.

I kept hugging my aunt, listening quietly to her telling the life I had never participated in. Time flies, and only the crisp sound of flipping books remained in the room. My aunt was immersed in the ocean of knowledge. The air conditioner's air conditioner prompted her to lean into my arms involuntarily. My eyes had already shifted from the book to my aunt, staring at her delicate side face. The focused expression had an unparalleled attraction to me. I couldn't help swallowing and spitting wildly, and my body was disobedient to my aunt's erotic red lips.

My aunt knew nothing about my intentions. Although we were very close, my aunt seemed to be thinking about something. All her mind was occupied and she could not detect my whereabouts in time.

Just as I was about to succeed, the door of the living room was suddenly opened. My aunt subconsciously looked back and was startled by me who was less than a finger away from her. The four lips passed by and almost fit together. The soft touch was fleeting. My body couldn't help but lean forward, trying to pursue the beauty that made me intoxicated. My aunt suddenly slapped me on my face and pushed me away, staring at me with gritted teeth.

In the past, my mother would make do with her at work at noon. My cooking skills were not inferior to my mother, and she was even slightly better than her mother. She was too lazy to come back to cook for me. Since I got into this stage, my mother would drive home at noon and go to the vegetable market to pick fresh ingredients.

I have advised my mother several times, there is no need to bother myself like this. Didn’t I still pull myself out by myself?

My mother, who is most afraid of trouble, did not accept it this time, and she never tires about going back and forth between the community and the unit every day.

What are you doing when you sit in the living room? You don’t know how to help your mother pick up the bag!

My mother's tone was a little stiff. You can hear that the radicalism last night made my mother feel a little resentful towards me. However, even though she spoke to remind me, I still looked unmoved, which made her a little annoyed and knew that she had to take advantage of it. But she didn't know that she was heartbroken and wanted to be in the vegetable market at noon, carrying a heavy bag alone?

After changing her shoes, she walked in, carrying two large bags of ingredients in her hand. From her perspective, she could only see my head exposed outside the sofa. When my aunt walked in, she suddenly held my arm and the bird was snuggling on my shoulders, just like the posture I had wrapped around her earlier.

My aunt pushed the book on her knees on my legs. I couldn't react to what my aunt wanted to do. My mother had already walked in front of me and looked at the scene in shock. Her little mouth was so open that she could almost swallow my cock.

Only then did I realize my aunt's sinister intentions. The TV in the living room was not turned on. My aunt wanted to deliberately create the illusion that we had already read the book for the morning in such an ambiguous posture, although it was indeed the case...