It is said that serious men are the most attractive, if you add a good skin on this premise, then it is really amazing, An Miao saw the car driver standing at the forefront at a glance through the half-open door, in a kind of silhouette of a teenager and girl.

Dressed in a white shirt, the posture of a celestial man, even if it is a little sickly, it still does not damage his appearance, but adds a bit of aura, she is used to seeing good-looking men, and when she sees the coachman, she still can't help but praise in her heart.

This is a good skin given by God, but the heart is really tempered by the flawless, An Miao watched him take the students to read, softly pointed out who was wrong, the tone was gentle and a little strict, she couldn't help but hang a smile, thinking that if she could have a coachman as a teacher when she went to college, no one would skip class.

She didn't disturb the coachman's class, standing at the door, looking at the school with a smile, Lu Ying's figure was at the forefront, her back was straight, and those questions that others couldn't answer, when she came to him, she was sure to get a correct answer.

Just after a few glances, An Miao, a parent, felt proud, and Mrs. Hong couldn't help laughing in the back, leaned in, lowered her voice and said:

"I can't usually see that this is with children of the same age, our little Lu Ying is really outstanding."

"That is, he is already smart, and it would be nice to learn more."

An Miao also smiled, her eyes were full of soft light, as soon as the coachman raised his head, he saw her like this, he was slightly stunned, and suddenly, he couldn't tell whether this was really a girl or a fairy who only existed in the flower roll.

As if noticing the master's distraction, Lu Ying was the first to turn his head, and when he saw An Miao, he was slightly stunned, and muttered softly, "Sister, Aunt Hong, how are you..."

Before he finished speaking, the other children also turned their heads one after another, and saw An Miao, bursts of exclamations broke out in the school, and all kinds of small voices came, this time it was impossible to hide, An Miao stepped forward with some embarrassment, knocked on the door, and said softly:

"I'm sorry, I'm bothering you, I just want to say thank you to the master, you get busy first, I'll wait for you nearby."

"It's okay, it's almost time for the morning class." The driver shook his head, knocked on Lu Ying's desk, and said, "Lu Ying, you organize everyone to finish reading the text, and then go and rest for a while." ”

Lu Ying retracted his gaze and hurriedly responded, "Okay master." ”

The coachman went out and closed the school hall that had opened a gap, he looked at An Miao, with a pair of pale eyes with a little strangeness and alienation, "Miss An, what happened yesterday is what I should do, I can't talk about thanking or not." ”

Walking into the sun, An Miao noticed that his eyes were very pale amber, and he was born with a sense of distance that was not easy to approach, but it was incredible, she was slightly stunned, and it took a while to react that she had been staring at other people's eyes, and quickly withdrew her gaze in embarrassment, and said a little crampedly:

"Ziche Master, I only have Lu Ying's younger brother, if something happens to him, my family will be very worried, thank you no matter what, this is a small gift I prepared, I hope the master can accept it."

Mrs. Hong immediately handed over the brocade box, and they could probably figure out the character of the coachman, not only would they not accept the ones that were too valuable, but they might also make him unhappy, so they simply chose a more moderate one, which was quite practical.

The long brocade box almost hit the master, An Miao coughed lightly, took it first, put his hands in front of him, and said seriously: "Master, don't think too much, this is really just a little bit of my heart, Lu Ying is a very important person to me, I give you a gift, I just want to express some gratitude." ”

Her face was sincere, but unfortunately the driver still didn't accept the gift, he didn't even look at it, his expression became more and more cold, he shook his head, and said coldly:

"I don't want to speculate on Miss An's thoughts, it's my responsibility to take care of the students, forget the things, I won't accept them."

Why did her attitude suddenly deteriorate, An Miao was stunned, and before she could speak, she saw that the car master had already turned around and left, and the whole back was written with rejection, An Miao and Mrs. Hong glanced at each other, leaving her here to wait for Lu Ying, and An Miao followed.

The car master didn't know if he knew that there was a person behind him, and when he returned to the room, he was about to close the door subconsciously, An Miao hurriedly supported it with his hand, and said helplessly: "At least you let me go in and say a word, master." ”

Pulling and pulling here in broad daylight, it is obviously not in line with the behavior of the coachman, just the sudden approach of the two people made him blush a little red, he almost cramped back two steps, the distance between the two sides widened, don't overdo it, said:

"Miss An, I said that I won't accept your gifts, please pay attention!"

"Notice what?" An Miao looked dazed, and went straight to the table under the table, she reached into her arms, took out a pack of silver needles, and said earnestly: "Ziche Master, I said before that I am a doctor, and I forgot to tell you that I should be the best here, if you don't mind, I can help you take a look at the fetal poison on your body and see if there is a solution." ”

She was really sincere, as if she didn't care about some things that were avoided between men and women, and the coachman's face was flushed, standing in place, a little cramped and didn't know what to do.

In this era, it is not even clear that men and women are in one room, how can there be such an existence as An Miao?

But she didn't seem to think much about it, the silver needles were lined up, the pulse pillow was placed, the expression on her face had completely turned serious, and the soft and even frivolous aura before dissipated completely, she took a deep breath, turned her head to look at the coachman, and said seriously:

"Master, I don't mean anything else, I'm a doctor, the only thing I care about is the patient's life, I'm here to give you gifts and check the pulse, it's all because of thanks, not because I want you to take more care of Lu Ying, he hates smart children, I hope he can experience everything he should have, if he asks you, he will feel uncomfortable."

An Miao's words made it clear to the concerns in the heart of the coachman, if he was twisting, he would look petty, and the coachman could only thank him a little stiffly, sat opposite An Miao, and stretched out his wrist.

He was very thin, his skin was surprisingly white, and he felt cold when he put his fingers together.