I don't know where Mr. Xiao is now, and what kind of work he is doing?

Mr. Xiao once said with a smile: I like music, I also like to be a teacher, I hope to be able to do this line of work until I have gray hair, and then one day the world will be full of peaches and plums.

Whenever she thinks of this sentence, Zhao Mengyao's heart is like a knife.

It's because of people like her that Teacher Xiao completely lost the opportunity to be a teacher.

It's all because of her......

"Meng Yao!"

Zhao Mengyao suddenly woke up from a dream, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Li Yinglong approaching, frowning and worried.

"What's wrong? What are you doing so close! Pervert! Zhao Mengyao was a little panicked.

However, Li Yinglong didn't play tricks, but approached her and hugged her into his arms, patted her back comfortingly, and said in a magnetic voice in her ear: "Baby, don't cry, it's all over." In the future, with me, no one will dare to bully you again. ”

Zhao Mengyao was slightly stunned, did she cry?

"I didn't cry."

Li Yinglong gently brushed away the teardrops from the corners of her eyes with his broad palm, and smiled beautifully: "Okay, baby didn't cry." ”

Looking closer, Li Yinglong's facial features are like ancient Greek sculptures, deep and charming. Zhao Mengyao's face was a little hot for some reason, so she said with a different face: "Let go of me, pervert." ”

Li Yinglong touched her half-dried hair and smiled gently: "I'll help you blow your hair." ”

Maybe Li Yinglong's hair blowing action was too gentle, or maybe he was too tired to encounter too many things today, Zhao Mengyao gradually sank into sleep.

In a daze, I felt that someone gently picked her up, put her on the bed, tucked the quilt, and touched her face again, before reluctantly leaving.

Zhao Mengyao put her mind at ease and completely fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already 7:45 the next morning.

, class at eight o'clock! The morning self-study is almost over!

Zhao Mengyao hurriedly got up and washed, then took off the school uniform hanging on the wall, hurriedly changed clothes, didn't even have time to comb her hair, and rushed downstairs.

Steward Zhu greeted her: "Miss Mengyao, good morning, the stationery and textbooks needed for class have been put in the car, please have breakfast first." ”

Zhao Mengyao buttoned the jacket of her school uniform and said with a wry smile: "Good morning Grandpa Zhu, I don't have time for breakfast, I'm going to be late!" There is no bread that I eat on the way to school! ”

Steward Zhu asked the maid to bring a bunch of all kinds of bread, sandwiches, and even xiaolongbao. The corners of Zhao Mengyao's mouth twitched slightly, and she picked a pineapple bun casually, and then rushed out of the villa and saw a brand-new BMW parked at the door.

Chen Haotian was leaning next to the BMW and posing for a selfie, Zhao Mengyao glanced at him and said mockingly: "Yo, hello car model." ”

Chen Haotian threw a wink at Zhao Mengyao: "Miss Mengyao, in order to prevent those boys from finding out that it was you last night, the young master specially ordered me to change to a low-key car to take you to school, how is it, are you still satisfied?" ”

Zhao Mengyao glanced at the glittering silver-gray BMW and complained, "Where is this low-key?" Capitalism of all evils. ”

Chen Haotian stroked his bangs and replied coquettishly: "Compared with yesterday's Rolls-Royce, this BMW is already considered a very civilian." ”

Zhao Mengyao was completely speechless, and said frantically: "Okay, okay, don't pose, I'm going to be late!" ”