Early the next morning, Guan Mufeng's car arrived near Anjiakou Hutong on time and parked on the side of the road waiting for Qiao Yingying. Lao Wu glanced at Guan Mufeng through the rearview mirror, and seeing that his expression was still cold, he couldn't help but sigh secretly and worry about him.

Guan Mufeng looked out the window and didn't know what he was thinking, suddenly frowned, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Qiao Yingying trotted over while tying a scarf, and the small woolly boots on her feet stepped on the old stone slab and made a rhythmic clicking sound, which reached Guan Mufeng's ears. The familiar voice made him subconsciously turn his gaze, and saw Qiao Yingying, who was wearing a red velvet hat and looking more and more black-haired and snowy-skinned, was running towards him, and his cold and hard facial features became gentle in an instant, and he saw that the proprietress of the breakfast shop next to him shook her hand, her heart trembled, and the soy milk in the bowl turned out.

"Be careful!" There was a stone slab in front of him that was shattered and bulged, Qiao Yingying stepped on it and stumbled, but fortunately he reached out in time to hold it, so he didn't fall into the mud.

"Are your feet alright?" He asked with a frown, not quite reassured.

"It's okay, thank you sir." Qiao Yingying shook her head and looked up at him, a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

Guan Mufeng paused, his eyes fell on her beautiful and pure little face, and the dissatisfaction in his heart because she didn't say goodnight to herself last night suddenly dissipated, and he took her hand and walked in the direction of the car.

"Got up late?" He glanced at Qiao Yingying, who was undressing the collar of his coat, with a smile in his eyes.

"Hmm." Qiao Yingying nodded embarrassedly, and deliberately explained, "Yes, I forgot the time while watching the TV series, and I didn't say good night to Mr., Mr. wasn't angry, right?" ”

The smile in Guan Mufeng's eyes spread to his face, and his voice was low and pleasant: "Of course not." ”

Qiao Yingying breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes turned to reveal a hint of naughtiness, and then she followed him into the car with a well-behaved appearance.

It was not a little windy outside today, and she got into the warm car, Qiao Yingying sighed happily, took off her hat and gloves, and took off her coat temporarily.

"Eat this." Guan Mufeng took her clothes and put them aside, and handed her the breakfast in his hand.

"Wow, siu mai! It smells so good! Qiao Yingying took it in surprise, picked up one and was about to stuff it into her mouth, suddenly thought of something and paused, and then quickly kissed Guan Mufeng on the face.

Lao Wu Zheng looked through the rearview mirror with relief, thinking that Guan would still coax the girl after all, but he didn't expect to see this scene, and his old face suddenly turned red, and he quickly retracted his gaze and started the car on the road.

Guan Mufeng was also slightly stunned, Yingting's eyebrows and eyes were more gentle, he reached out to wipe the soy milk juice from the corner of her mouth for her, and held her head to watch her eat breakfast happily and seriously.

Watching her solve a cup of soy milk, a fried dough stick and a small box of roasted wheat one by one, Guan Mufeng curled the corners of his mouth and hugged her to his lap.

"Yesterday's incident was my bad attitude, if you really like this job, I shouldn't stop you." He stroked Qiao Yingying's silky hair and said softly.

Qiao Yingying looked at him in disbelief and confirmed, "Really... Are you sure? ”

Seeing Guan Mufeng nodding, she couldn't help but smile, thinking to herself that He Feng's idea really worked so well?

"I'll be very busy in a while, and I may not have time to spend with you, so I'll stay there before school starts, huh?" Guan Mufeng whispered in her ear, and the warm breath brought a burst of numbness.

"Well, good... All right. Qiao Yingying's mind was dizzy, so she agreed.

Guan Mufeng hooked the corners of her mouth, a glimmer of light flashed in her inky eyes, and she was happily sent to school.

Although it was the first time to teach students, the training institution arranged a lot of classes for her, and she had to attend until 4 p.m. on Sundays, with a total of three waves of students, most of whom were boys. Although Qiao Yingying felt strange, she didn't think much about it, finished the class seriously, determined the arrangements for the next class, and went back to Yushan with Guan Mufeng.

After dinner, Guan Mufeng returned to the study to work, she took the book and sat on the bookcase next to her and looked at it, glancing at Guan Mufeng next to her from time to time, her big eyes were rolling, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After a while, she suddenly groaned and looked at the cup in her hand with a pout.

"What's wrong?" Guan Mufeng looked over and asked out loud.

"Sir, there's no water in the cup. Can you pour me some water? She blinked, reached out and handed the cup to Guan Mufeng, looking well-behaved.

Guan Mufeng raised his eyebrows slightly, took the cup and got up to pour a glass of water for her.

"Thank you, sir!" Qiao Yingying happily took it and kissed him on the face.

Guan Mufeng was a little surprised, although she did not reject being intimate with him, she never took the initiative, and she always wanted to run away at a critical moment these days. Today, she took the initiative to kiss him twice, and it seems that she promised to let her continue to work, and she is indeed very happy.

He smiled faintly, reached out and rubbed her head, and returned to his seat to continue reading the papers.

Qiao Yingying looked at the water in the cup, a trace of inexplicable excitement flashed on her little face, she felt that she was hopeful of turning over.

"Sir, after reading this book, can you help me go to the table in my room and get another one?"

"Sir, I forgot to bring the strawberries that my aunt washed..."

"Sir, I'm a little cold..."

...

One night, Qiao Yingying "invited" Guan Mufeng to run her legs several times, and each time she would give a fragrant kiss, which was very polite and well-behaved. Guan Mufeng enjoyed her rare initiative, even if the work progress was somewhat affected, she didn't care about it at all.

When it was almost time to go to bed, Qiao Yingying packed up her books and prepared to go back to her room.

"Sir, I'll go back to sleep, and you should rest early." She stood next to her desk, looked at Guan Mufeng, who was engrossed in her work, and whispered.

Guan Mufeng hummed in his throat, Qiao Yingying was about to retreat, when he heard him say again: "Go, I'll go over when I'm done." ”

She couldn't help but pause, and a trace of distress appeared on her little face. Turning to look at Guan Mufeng, her head turned quickly, and said, "Sir, that... My bed was relatively small and a bit cramped for two people. You have to go to work tomorrow and you can't sleep well, so you better sleep, sleep here. ”

Guan Mufeng raised his head and bent the corners of his mouth at her: "That's what I said, then you can sleep here too." This bed is big enough. ”

Qiao Yingying immediately shook her head: "No need, my bed is also very comfortable, and I am used to sleeping, so I will sleep there." ”

Guan Mufeng stared at her for a while, and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Since this is the case, I can't force you." ”

Qiao Yingying was immediately overjoyed, but heard him continue: "But I remember that you gave me one thing, I don't know if it will work now." ”

As he spoke, he pulled open the drawer next to him and pulled out a wad of yellow sticky notes.

Qiao Yingying opened her mouth slightly, watched him tear off a sheet, picked up a pen and wrote a few words on it, and finally her little face collapsed and she looked at him sadly.

"We Yingying don't know if talking counts? Well? Guan Mufeng handed her the sticky note and looked at her with a chuckle.

Qiao Yingying bit her lip, looked at the sticky note paper in her hand, and her mind turned back and forth a few times, and finally felt that the credit was great.

"Sir, then I'm going to take a shower." She walked into the inner bedroom dejectedly, secretly determined in her heart that she must complete the training of her husband as soon as possible and turn over to be the master!

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Guan Mufeng looked at the sticky note paper in his hand, and a trace of pleasure and satisfaction crossed his ink-colored eyes. His fingers lightly tapped the paper, and the rather thick feel made him raise his eyebrows.

Well, that's enough for a while.

But as a forward-thinking group president, he clearly sees a longer term. His fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and he thought of something, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a meaningful smile...