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This time, Nian Xinyu obviously had to be more careful, and after thinking for a while, he stretched out his hands, revealing ten white and tender fingers: "Ten minutes." ”

Xihe couldn't help laughing out loud anymore, sure enough, no matter how much he pretended to be mature, he was still a child inside and out. She wrapped Nian Xinyu's little hand with one hand, and pretended to wipe her little face with wet wipes with the other hand: "Xiao Yu is really a small rice bucket, eating so many buns so quickly, and saying that she hates eating ......"

The little face under the wet wipes gradually revealed its original appearance, the skin that can be broken by blowing, the curved eyebrows and eyes, under the small and delicate nose, a lip flap is as pink and cute as a cherry blossom, it is such a delicate little girl!

Xihe's eyes showed surprise, and he felt that the child below was motionless and silent, and couldn't help but look at her stunned eyes, but the moment the eyes met, the little girl waved her hand away with her teeth and claws, and whispered impatiently: "I'm bored to death." ”

When getting out of the car, Nian Xinyu wanted to run first, but was caught by Xihe, who paid and followed the car: "What to run, the teacher will send you back, didn't your father teach you to be a man to know gratitude?" ”

As soon as the words came out, Xihe regretted it a little.

She had just wanted to take the opportunity to visit her parents, but she had forgotten that the child was very sensitive to the topic of her parents.

Just as he was about to say something to redeem the little goodwill that the two had built up with great difficulty, Nian Xinyu's eyes lit up, and he struggled to break away from her, and threw himself on the leg of a man not far in front: "Daddy! ”

The night was a little thick, and the wrought iron lanterns on both sides of the winding mountain road were dim and dim.

A black Bentley was parked under the lamppost ahead, and a man was leaning against the door, a little red light next to him.

"Daddy, are you here to pick me up?" The young voice is full of joy.

Probably didn't expect Nian Xinyu to be so lively, Xihe looked at the man who was almost integrated with the night with some surprise, and said with some hesitation: "Hello Mr. Nian, I am Xiao Yu's homeroom teacher." ”

There was a wind blowing on the mountain road, and there was silence except for the sound of leaves rustling.

Without a response, Nozomi took a step forward with some embarrassment. When he raised his head and looked at the man leaning on the body, Nozomi was slightly stunned.

The wrought iron lanterns were dim, and only the general outline of the man could be seen in the blur. He was dressed in a noble state, his black blazer had been taken off, his white shirt was pulled up, and the dim light fell on the bridge of his straight nose, and his eyelashes were long.

"Today, Nian's driver didn't come to school, so I sent Xiaoyu back."

When Xihe was in the car, Nian Xinyu threw her schoolbag and handed it over.

It's just that this position lasted for a few seconds, and the man in front of him didn't move.

Nozomi's arm was a little sore.

"Mr. Nian?" She pursed her lips.

With a "click", the man in front of him suddenly turned on the lighter, and flames burst out. Nozomi saw his face.

This is a man with a hint of indifference in maturity. The figure is long and straight, and the thin abdominal muscles are faintly visible in the slightly open white shirt, and the skin is porcelain white. He had a broad forehead, a straight nose, and unexpectedly handsome facial features.

With a "snap", the fire was turned on, and it also covered the complicated look in Xihe's eyes that he didn't have time to see.

She took a deep breath: "As Xiao Yu's homeroom teacher, I think it is necessary for me to talk to you about Xiao Yu's recent situation at school. ”

She didn't forget his irresponsible attitude when she called him this afternoon because of Nian Xinyu's matter