Chapter 84

At the thought of his wife calling him a teacher, he couldn't help bending his lips. He thought happily that male teachers and female students were the warmest. I can't help it.

He looked up again at the time. At 8:57, he turned and walked back to his desk, sat down, took the textbook in front of him, spread it out, looked like he was working hard, and waited for his wife's arrival.

A few seconds later, he frowned and thought that this would not work, so he got up again, walked to the window, turned his back to the door, and copied his hands into his suit trouser pockets. Looking at his firm back, he could feel the cold momentum on his body.

If Qiao Mu is absolutely a obedient baby, if she comes to the office at nine, she will never come at eight fifty-nine.

Qiao Mu pressed the black "matchmaker mole" on his chin again to make sure it was very firm and wouldn't fall off. Then he raised his little hand and knocked on the door of office 205.

For a moment, a deep male voice came out through the thick door.

"Enter."

The heartbeat suddenly increased at this time. Qiao Mu took a deep breath to cheer himself up. He secretly said that you should have confidence in your dress. Kiss, she held the door handle with her small hand. She wanted to see what it was like. She was so small.

She opened the door and went in. She lowered her head, put her hands on her lower abdomen, and bowed gently in the direction of the desk.

"Hello, teacher. I'm Qiao mu, the study committee member of class 2 Civil Engineering. I'd like to tell you something about skipping classes in our class."

Silence, dead silence.

Qiao Mu kept bowing and frowned. Mom, he just escaped his class. Don't be so stingy. He didn't want to say a word to her. What a fart!

Since you have something to ask others, you have to look sincere. Especially, I can't bear it!

She clenched her teeth and kept her bowing posture unchanged. In her heart, she scolded Mr. Obasan from head to toe, and even her ancestors greeted her.

Just as she silently wailed that her small waist was sour and painful, the man gave a low 'en'.

Qiao Mu took a big sigh of relief, straightened up, rubbed his waist, looked up, and saw a tall and steep figure standing by the window. Her index finger and thumb touched her chin. If the occasion was not wrong at the moment, she wanted to whistle.

Mr. Obasan has a good figure. Looking at his back, he is typical of wide shoulders and narrow hips. His long legs of "two meters" are slender and straight. They are not inferior to simukio at all. Maybe he is really a handsome man, as Qiu Ning said.

It's just, how does this figure look like simuccio?

She broke up the thin willow eyebrows. The more she looked, the more she felt that the man's body was very similar to simukio. She stepped forward and called carefully.

"Teacher?"

The man slowly turned around, with a smile that turned all sentient beings upside down on his mouth. When he saw Qiao mu, the smile suddenly stiffened at the corners of his lips, and even his body, which had not completely turned positive, suddenly stopped.

Similarly, Qiaomu also stared. Her mouth was open enough to fill eggs. She looked frightened and raised her little hand to shiver and pointed to simuqiao.

"You, uncle!"

Then simuccio realized his wish and saw ecstasy on his wife's face.

Joe Mu jumped to him three steps and two steps, grabbed his suit sleeve, his mouth was almost to the back of his ear, and his neat big white teeth dazzled simuqiao's eyes.

"Uncle, I knew it, I knew it!"

Simuccio looked at her and pulled his lips. He got his wish. He saw a surprise on his wife's face, but his wife also brought him a lot of shock.

He looked at Qiao Mu's curly hair, and his handsome face suddenly darkened. This little bastard didn't go to the house for three days. He just got a gray hair a few days ago. Today he scalded his aunt's head, and that big red mouth. What the hell?

Why don't you worry him so much!

He smoked a paper towel, fixed Qiao Mu's head with one big hand, wiped Qiao Mu's big red mouth with the other hand, gritted his teeth and asked, "what do you know?"

Joe Mu didn't move and let him wipe the lipstick on his mouth. When he finished, she said, "I knew uncle couldn't let me go. You're afraid I can't handle Mr. Obasan, so you taught him a lesson, right? This kind of person can send some younger brothers. Why do you come by yourself? It's really overqualified. "

Ah ha ha, the little bastard's brain hasn't turned around yet? Should he call her naive or stupid?

Simuccio completely ignored her super big brain hole, stared at the dark thing on her chin, frowned and asked, "what's on her chin?"

"Oh, plasticine."

Qiao Mu pulled down the plasticine from his chin, squeezed it into a flat pool with his fingers, and raised his hand to show it to Xi Muqiao.

Xi Muqiao looked at the dark puddle on Qiao Mu's white and tender fingers. He was addicted to deep cleanliness again. He slapped her small claws open and waved his head towards the door.

"Throw it away and wash your hands!"

"Oh."

After cleaning her hands, Xi Muqiao looked at her curly hair, poked her head with her index finger and scolded, "what are you doing for me? Just these two hairs. Next time, I'll take you to cut your head!"

Qiao Mu looked at ximuqiao's angry face and hurriedly covered her head. She didn't want to cut her bald head. She shook her head hurriedly, "there's no next time, absolutely no next time. I'm one-time. I'll straighten when I go back to wash."

She tooted her little mouth and continued, "it's not that Mr. Obasan. Professor Lin's office is a single room. We are lonely and widowed. What if he has any crooked thoughts about me, I have to dress up a little ugly, so that he can't get an appetite for me and disgust him by the way."

Simuccio smiled at once. Hehe Da, should he be glad that his little wife still has a strong sense of self-defense, and the cerebellar bag melon is very smart.

After what happened to Chang Yawen last time and today, he didn't have to worry that she would suffer in the future. Her stubborn temper and many ghost ideas have become her advantages.

Speaking of Obasan, she remembered that her purpose was to talk to teacher Obasan about skipping class. She looked around and didn't find a third person in the room.

She pushed the black frame on the bridge of her nose, turned her head and asked in doubt, "Mr. Obasan? Why don't you see anyone for a while? Are you scared to run away? "

Ximuqiao raised his eyebrows and knew that the main play was coming.

He cleared his throat, walked to the desk with his long legs, gently lifted the black suit and sat on the chair. He stretched out his hand, took the grade book from the table, spread it out, turned to the page of class 2 Civil Engineering, and took the black pen aside.

"Classmate Qiao mu, do you think the teacher should give the whole class a pass?"