Near, closer......

Cheng Ying's face changed, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he suddenly stretched out his hand, clasped Mo Anxin's head, and pressed down fiercely, lower than the desktop of the desk.

Mo Anxin was caught off guard and was pushed down, and couldn't help but be startled, propped his two hands on the ground Cheng Ying's side, and exclaimed slightly.

Cheng Ying simply lay back on the floor, freed his other hand, covered Mo Anxin's mouth, lowered his voice and said quickly: "Don't speak!" ”

Mo Anxin has the back of her head buckled behind and her mouth covered in front, just like Cheng Ying holding her head.

Although I don't know why, but Cheng Ying's little brother asked her not to speak, then she won't speak! And even if she wanted to, she couldn't say anything else but hum......

Sure enough, suddenly, the door to the classroom opened, followed by the clatter of high heels, which was particularly clear in the empty and silent room.

Cheng Ying turned his face sideways and looked out from under the table, only to see a pair of black pointed-toe high heels and white ankles.

Who is this? Which teacher wore a pair of black heels today? Cheng Ying thought hard.

Unfortunately, although Cheng Ying's memory is good, he is a boy after all, and he rarely pays attention to what color shoes the teacher is wearing today.

Call...... She was so nervous that her heart was about to jump out, don't be Teacher Wang, otherwise she would definitely want to see where he and Mo Anxin went, and she would definitely find the two of them lying here facing each other.

Cheng Ying only prayed secretly, but what did you say just now? It's a boy, after all.

I didn't notice that Mr. Wang didn't wear high heels at all today~

I heard the man say to himself, "Oh, that's strange, where did I put the book?" As he spoke, he turned his heel and stepped onto the podium.

The voice is sweet and soft, and the unique voice of the delicate beauty is really ...... to listen to at this time Not to feel like Atlas any longer.

Cheng Ying naturally heard that this was the voice of the art teacher and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't Mr. Wang......

But at this time, Mo Anxin, who had been in peace, suddenly came out of his moth and snorted.

It's Mr. Xiaoke! Her favorite Xiao Ke teacher!

Teacher Ke, I'm here! Peace of mind is here! Come here!

Suddenly, Cheng Ying's soul was frightened, and he covered Mo Anxin's mouth even harder, his eyes full of threat.

Don't worry, you dare to snort again!

Although Mo Anxin didn't understand his eyes, he clearly felt the unkindness in Cheng Ying's eyes, pursed his lips, and burst into tears.

Cheng Ying was watching the enemy's tracks, and suddenly felt a wet palm in his hand, something warm was touching, he retracted his hand like an electric shock, and turned his head to look at Mo Anxin.

Mo Anxin was looking at him pitifully with a pout, and his big eyes were clearly full of dissatisfaction and accusations.

You're killing me! You're murdering me! The baby is not happy, hum!

Cheng Ying was a little helpless, and was seen by Mo An'an's wet eyes, his heart suddenly became soft, and the hand that had been on the back of Mo An's head was raised lightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind to slowly fall and gently swiped through.

Say silently with your mouth: Good.

Mo Anxin was "caressed", and remembered the feeling when his father touched her, and suddenly blessed his heart, and he had an idea, and he knew what gift to give Cheng Ying.

Cheng Ying saw that the tears that vaguely had some outlines in Mo Anxin's eyes disappeared in a blink of an eye, and returned to their usual brilliance, shining brightly, so he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to turn his face to observe the enemy's situation.

Teacher Xiao Ke still didn't seem to find her books, and gradually moved to the bookshelf next to Cheng Ying and Mo Anxin......