Chapter 211： 211, the soul is hooked away

"What are you doing?" Su Yuyu.

This guy actually came to the school to find her at noon?

Thinking of the WeChat sent earlier, Su Houhou was like a big enemy, and said hurriedly, "I am studying in the reading room. I will have to eat later, discuss the show with my classmates after the meal, and go to the club meeting after discussing the show."

"……So busy?"

"Yeah yeah."

Huo Jing said faintly, "Buster than your husband, who is always busy?"

Su Houhou: "..."

Not really!

"Come out." Huo Jingshen was too lazy to talk nonsense, "accompany her husband to the parent meeting."

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Ten minutes later, Su Huhou got into the car.

Seeing someone in a suit and shoes, she couldn't help asking, "Can I wear this way?"

Huo Jingshen glanced at her and drove the car out, "Okay."

Su Hou Hou felt that he was purely perfunctory.

She took out her make-up mirror and lipstick from her bag, and said, "I'm not ashamed of Ziyang when I attend the parent meeting for the first time."

Huo Jingshen: "..."

When he arrived at the school, Su Hunhou followed Huo Jingshen into the meeting classroom.

As soon as he sat down, he suppressed his voice and said fiercely, "Blame you! Don't let me go back and change into a beautiful dress. Look at someone else's mother! I am so angry!"

Huo Jingshen again: "..."

Wellington is, after all, the highest aristocratic school in South City. Children who can study here are usually rich or expensive at home. Many mothers are also very fashionable and beautiful. They are exquisite and well-dressed. They are not famous brands, but private orders. Some wear cheongsam.

Look at yourself again...

Su Wanwan is angry.

Ripped jeans with small white shoes, a black-and-white checkered shirt over the white vest, and a ball head, which is more casual and casual.

After thinking about it, she untied her hair rope and let her hair down.

At least it will look mature, right?

"Mind so?" Huo Jingshen looked at the little girl who was busy talking and couldn't help but laugh. "It's not that his son cares about image so much. If you really become a mother in the future, would you..."

"Who is going to be a mother?" Su Wanwan interrupted him, her cheeks slightly hot.

"Now we have a good pair of Ziyang, in the future, we will have experience with our son..."

"Who is going to have a son with you?" Su Wanwan interrupted again, her face flushed.

"It's okay to have a daughter." Huo Jingshen was there, "but you have to be nice and quiet, not like you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Su Wanwan finally exploded her hair completely!

"Nothing." Huo Jingshen still said in a flat tone, "Baby, I like it."

Su Wanwan: "..."

Damn it!

A punch into the cotton, it is still a cotton with sugar...

Su Wanwan curled the corners of her lips, and finally suppressed the urge to upturn.

Really.

Confession if you don’t agree, don’t look at the time and occasion...

"What rehearsal did you just say?" Huo Jingshen asked again suddenly.

"Oh." Su Wanwan said, "The school has to organize a welcome party, and each department has two programs. I am a freshman and must participate."

"What is your show?"

Su Wanwan didn't think much about it, and Yiwu Yishi reported: "It's not clear yet. They ordered a few sketches and discussed together in the afternoon."

Huo Jingshen nodded.

understood.

Since his wife is going to attend, it seems that this time, he has to personally serve as Huo Yuan's representative to attend the party.

Soon, elementary school students in neat school uniforms lined up to the classroom, and as soon as they entered the door, they all rushed like a buffalo out of the wind, each looking for each mother...

When Fu Ziyang came to sit down next to him, Su Wanwan couldn't help touching his little head, exclaiming, "We still have the temperament of our family!"

The little boys from other people's families are either too thin or too fat. They all wear crooked uniforms. Otherwise, they are in bad shape and scratch their cheeks. Otherwise, they are just chattering and uneasy sitting.

Where is like Fu Ziyang, although he is only five years old, the bun has a serious face on his face, with a calmness and calmness that does not belong to this age, coupled with the delicate features of the little guy, it is simply outstanding at a glance.

"Ziyang, do you have any grass in your class? Which one is it?" She wanted to see, surely not Fu Ziyang handsome!

Fu Ziyang pursed his small mouth, and said calmly, "I am."

Su Wanwan: "..."

Huo Jingshen: "..."

"Okay, it's quiet." The teacher's voice sounded.

Su Wanwan raised her head, and the classroom was quiet again.

"Parents, good noon, today is the first parent meeting of our first grade in Wellington Elementary School. I saw that many parents came from the company, and they may have lunch. Everyone has worked hard."

There was thunderous applause.

"Actually, I called everyone here today, mainly to discuss the teaching plan for this semester of the first grade. As you all know, we in Wellington not only focus on academic performance, but also cultivate children's hobbies..."

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late." A crisp female voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked at the door.

"Huanhuan, here." Leaning on Huo Jingshen's position, a pretty little girl stood up.

Shi Huan nodded apologetically to everyone, and then hurried in.

When she got there, she looked up, but saw Huo Jingshen sitting there.

Even if she was ******, her black hair would cover most of her face, Su Wanwan also noticed her instantly surprised expression.