The master screamed in shock, thinking of what Qing He said earlier, "She is sick", he immediately reacted, and changed his soft expression: "Don't do this, if you do this, it will hurt your Qing He, look at it, she is so painful、、、"

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards her, because he was worried that he would anger her more urgently, so no matter how anxious he was, he could only try to control it, and his pace was very slow. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The woman had noticed her presence by this time, but probably because she didn't make any drastic movements, she didn't have any vigilance, so she just looked up at her and didn't react too much.

It seems that this way of pretending to be peaceful is really useful, and the teacher's brain quickly turned a few times, and he continued to walk forward slowly, but with a curious smile on his face: "Oh, what are you playing with?" It's fun, I'll help you with it! ”

When the woman heard these words, she immediately looked up at her again, her eyes full of suspicion. The teacher hurriedly flattered her again and said, "Don't worry, I'm here to help you, look, I'm tired of you, I'll help you, take your time、、、"

At this moment, the woman was stunned when she heard her words, and actually grinned slightly, and nodded lightly at her, as if she was still satisfied with her performance.

The teacher suppressed a burst of excitement in his heart, and continued to coax her in his mouth, "I'm here, I'm here to help you", but his feet unconsciously sped up, and he walked in front of her in a few steps, and then reached out and grabbed her hand, and broke her fingers hard.

Because the woman was defenseless in advance, she was suddenly grabbed by the teacher's hands, and she was naturally a little embarrassed at first, but when she was stunned and at a loss, the teacher had seized this opportunity and loosened her fingers, and at this time, Qinghe, who was still tightly pulling the strip of cloth under her neck, finally breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the strip of cloth off her neck.

"Ahh、、、h

Because the teacher used too much force, it hurt the woman's fingers, and she suddenly found that Qing He actually broke free from the cloth at this time, and she was instantly taken aback, screaming in her mouth, and her body was also swaying from side to side, as if she wanted to break free from the teacher's hands.

It's a pity that the master was already on guard at this time, and his hands just grabbed her wrists and refused to give her a chance at all. The woman was helpless, so she raised her leg and kicked her again, and hit her headbutt, and the teacher and student were afraid that she would hurt herself, so they had to continue to force her to kick and bump several times, until Qinghe completely gasped, went around to the side and hugged her tightly from behind the woman.

"Ahhhhh、、、、h

The woman was still shouting like a madman, the expression on her face was angry and frightened, and the scream was so terrible that the teacher could see that she was the one who was hurt in her feelings.

"Master, teacher, can you free your hands? Over there, in the window, there's a rag doll, you go get it, hurry up、、、"

Just when the master felt a little at a loss, Qing He's voice happened to come over: "Hurry up, I can control her now, you let go and get the 、、、 first"

When the master heard this, he saw that Qing He had indeed wrapped his arm tightly around the woman's arm, so he hurriedly threw away her hands and immediately turned around and ran to look for it under the windowsill.

Fortunately, there were not many clutter in this room, and with the help of the faint light, she soon found a hand-sewn rag doll under the window, so she picked it up and hurried over.

At this time, the woman was already screaming, lowered her head and bit on Qing He's thin arm, Qing He's head was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat, but she just gritted her teeth and didn't say a word.

"Qinghe, I brought it, do you still give it to her?"

The teacher looked at Qing He's appearance very sadly, and her voice couldn't help but tremble a little, what a good girl she is, no wonder she always seems to have something on her mind on weekdays, and she will bear so much.

"Well, you hand her and tell her that your baby is coming、、、"

Qing He hurriedly responded to her, the expression on her face was a little distorted, and it could be seen that her arm must have been bitten lightly.

"Your baby is coming, hurry up, come, hold your baby, your baby 、、、"

The teacher didn't want to think about anything more, so he hurriedly bent down and handed the doll to the woman, who was obviously stunned for a moment, and then instantly let go of her mouth, raised her head and looked at the doll in her hand, with a surprised expression: "Baby, baby, ahhh、、、h

"Well, your baby, come, good, you hold her, you hug 、、、"

The master looked at the red that had been soaked in her teeth, and only felt even more uncomfortable in her heart, but it was conceivable that Qing He's arm had been bitten by her. But at this time, he couldn't just look at Qinghe's arm, he could only coax her first.

"Baby, baby、、、 my baby 、、、"

The woman muttered as if at last she had relaxed from the tension she had softened, and the terrible expression on her face was replaced by a yearning and tenderness, and she stretched out her hands to her, her eyes full of pleading.

"Well, your baby, you hold it."

The teacher finally handed the rag doll into her hands, and saw that she took it carefully, and the expression on her face full of care made people feel deeply.

"Okay, Qinghe, she seems to be 、、、"

Seeing that the woman seemed to have invested in her own world, just staring at the rag doll and reluctant to give up, the teacher gave Qing He a look, and Qing He seemed to remember that he should let go at this time, and slowly pulled back his aching and somewhat numb arm.

But he still didn't have time to look at the bite on his arm, but he just held the woman's arm with a tired face: "Okay, Niangniang, the baby has been found, come, let's go to the bed over there, the baby wants you to sleep with her!" ”

At this time, the woman had completely softened, and walked slowly with Qing He's footsteps very obediently, letting Qing He help her to sit on the bed, and then lie down, and then gently cover the quilt, she just hugged the rag doll in her hand tightly, and there was no resistance, as if she was only sinking in her own fantasy.

The woman finally fell silent, and after a few minutes, Qinghe finally walked over slowly, looking at the teacher with some apologies: "I'm really sorry, it's too troublesome for you, the teacher 、、、" (to be continued.) )