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When he thought of the way his wife called him teacher, he couldn't help but curl his lips. He happily thought, male teachers and female students are the warmest. There was no way he could escape.

He looked up at the time again. Eight fifty-seven, he turned and walked back to his desk, sat down, held the textbook in front of him, spread it out, and waited for his wife to arrive, as if he were working hard.

After a few seconds, he frowned and thought, This won't do, so he got up and went to the window again. With his back to the door, he put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants.

If he told her to come to the office at nine o'clock, she would definitely not come at eight fifty-nine.

Qiao Mu once again pressed down on the black 'matchmaker's mole' on her chin. After confirming that it was stuck firmly, she raised her hand and knocked on the office door.

Moments later, a deep male voice could be heard through the thick door.

"Enter."

Her heart was beating faster at this moment. Qiao Mu took a deep breath and encouraged herself. "You must have confidence in your dressing. My dear, my little hands are on the doorknob. She wants to see what kind of Obassan looks like, to be so petty."

After opening the door, she walked in. She lowered her head, placed her hands on her stomach, and shyly bowed towards the office desk.

"Hello, teacher. I am Qiao Mu, a member of the second class of the Earth class. I'm here to tell you about our class skipping."

Silence, a deathly silence.

Qiao Mu maintained her bow posture and frowned. Damn it! She had just skipped a class. There was no need to be so stingy. If he didn't even want to say a word to her, then what was there to talk about!

Since he had something to request of him, he should pretend to be sincere. Damn it, I'll endure it!

She gritted her teeth and remained in the same position, silently scolding Teacher Obasan from head to toe, even greeting his ancestors.

Just as she was silently moaning in pain, that man let out a "En" in a low voice.

Qiao Mu let out a big sigh of relief and straightened up, rubbing her waist. She raised her eyes and saw a tall and straight figure standing by the window. Her index finger and thumb stroked her chin.

This teacher Obasan's figure was not bad. From the view of his back, he had broad shoulders and a narrow buttocks. His' two meter 'long legs were straight and slender, not inferior to Xi Mubai's. Perhaps it was just as Qiu Ning had said, she was a handsome man.

But why did this figure look so similar to Xi Muqiao?

The more she looked at him, the more she felt that his figure was very similar to Xi Muqiao. She stepped forward and carefully called out to him.

"Teacher?"

The man slowly turned around with a smile that could shake the world at the corner of his mouth. When he saw Qiao Mu, his smile froze on the corner of his lips.

At the same time, Qiao Mu's eyes were wide open, her mouth wide enough for an egg to fit inside. With a terrified expression, she raised her little hand and pointed it at Xi Muqiao.

"You you you, uncle!"

Then, as he wished, Simcho saw the ecstasy on his wife's face.

Qiao Mu leapt to his side in three steps and grabbed onto the sleeve of his suit. His mouth was so wide that it nearly reached the back of her ear. A set of large white teeth flashed in front of Xi Muqiao's eyes.

"Uncle, I knew it!"

The corner of Xi Muqiao's mouth twitched as he looked at her appearance. Although he was pleasantly surprised by what he had hoped to see, his wife had still given him quite a bit of fright.

He looked disdainfully at Qiao Mu's curly hair and his handsome face immediately darkened. This little bastard, he didn't beat her up for three days and only got a grey fur a few days ago. Today, he gave her a big lady's head and a big red mouth.

Why didn't she let him worry so much!

He pulled out a tissue and used one large hand to hold Qiao Mu's head. With the other hand, he used all his strength to wipe Qiao Mu's red lips. Gritting his teeth, he asked, "What do you know?"

Qiao Mu didn't move, allowing him to wipe the lipstick off her mouth. After he finished wiping it off, she said, "I knew Uncle wouldn't let me go. You were afraid that I wouldn't be able to beat Teacher Obassan, so you came to teach him a lesson right? For people like them, it's fine as long as you just send a few subordinates. Why did you come yourself?

Ah ha-ha, this little bastard's brain hasn't even come to a conclusion yet? Should he call her naive or stupid?

Xi Muqiao ignored her extremely large brain and stared deeply at the dark and unassuming object on her chin. He frowned and asked, "What's on her chin?"

"Oh, rubber."

Qiao Mu picked up the rubber mud from her chin. With a push of her fingers, she crushed the rubber mud into a flat puddle. She then raised her hand to show it to Xi Muqiao.

Xi Muqiao looked at Qiao Mu's delicate fingers as if they were made of black rubber. Deep cleanliness struck again. He slapped away her small claws and shook his head towards the door.

"Throw it away. Go wash your hands!"

"Oh."

After cleaning up his hands, Xi Muqiao looked at her hair, which was so curly that it was hard to look at, and poked her head with his index finger, shouting, "What are you doing, just these two hairs. If there's a next time, I'll directly take you to cut off your bald head!"

Qiao Mu looked at Xi Muqiao's angry face and quickly covered her head. She did not want to cut off her bald head and hastily shook her head, "There's no next time, absolutely no next time. This is a one-time thing for me. I'll go back and wash myself straight again."

She pouted her small mouth and continued, "Isn't it still that Obassan teacher? Professor Lin's office is a single room, we're alone here, what if he has any bad intentions towards me? I can only dress up a little ugly to make him lose his appetite, and also give him a bit of disgust."

Xi Muqiao immediately broke out into laughter. Hehe, shouldn't he be glad that his little wife had such a strong sense of self-defense? Her little brain was quite sharp.

After what happened with Chang Ya Wen and what happened today, he didn't have to worry about her suffering in the future. Her stubborn temper and many evil schemes had become her strong points.

Speaking of Obasan, it occurred to her that she had come to talk to Obasan about skipping classes. She looked around and didn't see a third person in the room.

She pushed the black frame on the bridge of her nose, turned her head, and asked curiously, "What about Teacher Obasan?" "Why haven't we seen him for so long? Could it be that he ran away because of your fright?"

When Xi Muqiao heard Qiao Mu's question, he raised his eyebrows and knew that the main show was about to begin.

He cleared his throat, strode over to his desk, lifted his black suit slightly, and sat down on a chair. He reached for the school report book on the desk, opened it to the second class page, and picked up a black fountain pen.

"Student Qiao Mu, tell me. Do you want to fail the examinations for your entire class?"