Zhang Mo'er smiled, "Teacher, I'll solve it myself, I'm not so fragile." ”

Yin Qionghua nodded, "Okay, don't hold on to anything, you must tell me!" ”

Zhang Mo'er nodded, and the master and apprentice went to eat together before Zhang Mo'er left.

When she returned home, Zhang Mo'er saw Shen Rongche and Mai's father and daughter looking at her with great resentment.

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm late today, have you eaten?"

Wheat's crisp voice came, "I've eaten it, but without my mother, I'm very sad!" ”

Zhang Mo'er hugged wheat from Shen Rongche's arms and comforted: "I'm sorry, wheat, today is my mother's first day of school, and I have a lot to say to the teacher, everything is delayed, can wheat forgive my mother?" ”

Wheat nodded as if she didn't understand, "Does Mom like school very much, so why was Wheat scared when she first arrived in kindergarten, is Mom's school different from Wheat's school?" ”

"Uh...... This one. ”

Zhang Mo'er was asked by the wheat and fell down.

Shen Rongche hugged Wheat down and said, "Wheat has started, your cartoon has begun." ”

So Wheat's attention was successfully diverted to television.

Zhang Mo'er gave Shen Rongche a grateful look and prepared to take a bath.

As soon as he got up, he was grabbed by Shen Rongche's hand, and then sat on Shen Rongche's lap.

"What do you do? The wheat is still there! ”

Zhang Mo'er said a little shyly.

Shen Rongche attached himself to Zhang Mo'er's ear and exhaled softly, "You haven't comforted me yet." ”

Zhang Mo'er said angrily: "You are such a big person, do you want to be comforted?" ”

"Of course, I haven't eaten enough to wait for you, and I'm hungry right now."

"In this case, then do you want to eat noodles, I'll cook some for you."

Shen Rongche put his head into Zhang Mo'er's neck socket regardless of it, and inhaled deeply, "Mo'er, you are so fragrant." ”

The man's low murmur caused Zhang Mo'er to tremble.

"Shen Rongche, it's still outside!"

Zhang Mo'er looked at the wheat very nervously, afraid that the wheat would see them as soon as she turned around.

Bad children must never be taught.

Shen Rongche didn't hear Zhang Mo'er's words, but still refused to let go of Zhang Mo'er, but intensified his efforts and gently pecked Zhang Mo'er's neck.

"Well, it's itchy! Hurry up! ”

She tried to push Shen Rongche away, but a certain man was like a mountain, unable to push him alive or dead.

Zhang Mo'er said deflated: "Then what do you want?" ”

"I want you."

Shen Rongche answered without thinking.

It made Zhang Mo'er's face blush again.

"Not now, the wheat hasn't slept yet!"

Zhang Mo'er had no choice but to move out the wheat.

Who would have thought, in the next second, Shen Rongche put her down, "Go take a bath, wait for me on the bed after washing, I'll go coax wheat to sleep." ”

After speaking, he carried the wheat directly into the room.

Zhang Mo'er was stunned in place, they had never been so shy and impatient before?

Sometimes Zhang Mo'er has to wonder if Shen Rongche is cold, as long as she gets close to her, she can't control her bad things.

It's okay at home, but it's the same outside, which makes Zhang Mo'er a little scared.

Especially once Shen Rongche had been leaving early and returning late because of a big order, so he almost didn't move his family to the company.

Zhang Mo'er felt that Shen Rongche was very hard, so she cooked porridge for him and sent it over.

Who would have thought that as soon as this stinky man saw her, he directly threw down the documents in his hand, walked straight towards her, and didn't care whether the door was locked or not, and pressed her down on the sofa with him.

Doing shy things in the office made Zhang Moer unable to let go for a while.

Later, he didn't dare to look at Kevin for several days, for fear of being seen by others.

Zhang Mo'er thought that Shen Rongche coaxed wheat to sleep, it shouldn't be so fast, so she slowly lay down in the bath and took a bath.

Then he fell asleep without a sound.

In her sleep, a pair of familiar big hands swam around her body, tickling, like a fish in a foot wash shop that specializes in sucking people's feet.

But it's a little rough, not as smooth as a fish.

If Shen Rongche knew that Zhang Mo'er was using his fire as a fish in a footbath bucket in his sleep, he would definitely be angry with her.

The body was lit everywhere, and Zhang Mo'er couldn't help but sigh comfortably.

Shen Rongche couldn't stand Zhang Mo'er's scream, with red eyes, he fished Zhang Mo'er out of the water, threw it on the bed, and then covered it.

Early the next morning, Zhang Mo'er only felt as if she had been repeatedly run over by a car, her whole body was sore, and none of the skin on her body was intact, and there were traces of bruises and purples everywhere.

When she saw it, she was stunned at first, and then nestled in the quilt, not daring to imagine the languishing pictures of last night.

The movement here alarmed Shen Rongche, and a strong arm directly pulled Zhang Mo'er into his arms.

"Awake?"

Zhang Mo'er hurriedly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, but her eyes couldn't stop trembling, her long eyelashes were on Shen Rongche's chest, and she swept Shen Rongche's chest for a while, and Zhang Mo'er didn't notice it at all.

Shen Rongche opened his eyes, hooked his lips, took Zhang Mo'er's hand, and covered the hot spot.

The hot touch made Zhang Mo'er's hand bounce away, but it was completely suppressed by Shen Rongche, and there was no room for relaxation at all.

The two fought with each other like children, and they held hands to fight for hundreds of rounds, and the most popular ended with Zhang Mo'er always being unable to defeat Shen Rongche, and an extremely fierce battle ended.

Zhang Mo'er packed her things and went to school, and she now cherishes the time she spends at school.

was already low-key enough, but walking in the crowd of people in the beginning of the school season, Zhang Moer unconsciously became the focus of the crowd again.

The already dazzling face became brilliant when the corners of Zhang Mo'er's mouth were slightly raised.

Everyone who walked by her was fascinated by Zhang Mo'er, but Zhang Mo'er didn't know it.

She was still looking for a classroom on her own, because she had been away from school for several years, and the distribution of some classrooms was not the same as she remembered, but with intuition, Zhang Mo'er quickly found her classroom.

However, someone in a daze, completely unaware that there were more than a dozen people behind him, and one by one followed her into this classroom that did not belong to their class.

This class is not Yin Qionghua's class, but another professor's class, a rigorous and meticulous fifty-year-old uncle, with an academic style, so that he couldn't help frowning when he saw Zhang Mo'er appear in his class.

Although Zhang Mo'er did not apply powder, and she wore it very ordinary, there was a special magic on her body that attracted attention.

"Everyone is quiet, let's start the class, my name is Su Yuming, and I will explain this course to you this semester."

After speaking, his eyes swept sharply over every corner of the class, and then glanced at the list in his hand.

"Please leave the classroom if you have nothing to do with this class."

Professor Su's tone was slightly cold, and his eyes were sharp, so that students did not dare to look directly.

As soon as the voice fell, the class was still silent.

No one left their seats, because these extra people were indulging in Zhang Mo'er's beauty and couldn't extricate themselves, where could they still hear what Su Yuming was saying.