You are the sweet that I can't hide

Chapter 2079 He is the best person 1
Having met the best you in the world, I no longer expect that there is another person in this world who treats me better than you.

—— Qiao Yueer
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Nepal, a mountain village under the southwestern border town.

The blue sky and white clouds, the fresh air is outrageous. Compared with the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the country, this place seems like a paradise far away from the world.

In a corner of the village, in a simple classroom, there is the sound of children's immature but neat English reading aloud.

A man wearing black-rimmed glasses passed the classroom, slowed down his pace, looked into the window, and saw the slender figure on the podium who was in class. Also slightly red.

...

When the get out of class bell rang, Qiao Yueer said in English on the podium:
"Okay, that's all for today's class, remember all the homework, remember to do it seriously when you go back."

In the classroom, a group of local children stood up and bowed: "yes, Miss QIAO!"

Qiao Yueer left with the book in her arms.

Outside the classroom, behind the wall, the man appeared, but his eyes were still chasing her back reluctantly, until he disappeared around the corner, and did not look back.

"Mr. Maruko, are your eyeballs about to fall out?"

A childish childish voice speaking English sounded.

Then, a group of students came up and surrounded the young man into an iron bucket, chirping like a group of little sparrows:

"Teacher Maruko, are you peeking at Teacher Qiao again?"

"Go after it if you like it! We will support you!"

"Wait any longer, be careful that Teacher Qiao is snatched away by another man!"

"Ms. Qiao is so beautiful, my two uncles want to chase after her."

"Miss Joe said that there is a saying in China that a manly man, tofu, stands upright, and everything he does must be open and aboveboard!"

These little bastards... Wan Zi blushed, and did not forget to correct him: "It's a man, not tofu..."

Finally, he made a stop gesture and said with a tiger face: "It proves that there is less homework when I am so free. I will tell Miss Joe and ask her to give you more assignments tomorrow."

A group of students scattered like birds and beasts.

Wan Zi looked at the back of Qiao Yue'er leaving again, but her mind was obviously moved by a group of children.

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Dinner here in Nepal is simple.

Qiao Yueer returned to the teacher's dormitory after eating dinner in the canteen provided by the villagers for teachers.

As soon as he walked through the door of the dormitory, a shadow flashed out.

The night was already dark, she couldn't see who was coming, her eyes sharpened, and she took out the anti-wolf spray and sprayed it on the person in front of her.

The law and order in mountain villages in Nepal is no better than that in domestic capitals, especially in such remote places, where there are occasional incidents of burglary, kidnapping and violations.

Before she came here to become a multinational teacher, she had prepared a lot of coping tools to protect herself.

The visitor covered his cheeks: "Mr. Qiao, it's me—"

"Teacher Wanzi?" Qiao Yue heard the voice, quickly put away the spray, and helped him into his dormitory to wash his eyes: "Why are you here...? I'm sorry, I thought it was a gangster..."

Fortunately, after rinsing his eyes with clean water, nothing serious happened to Wan Zi, but his cheeks were flushed due to the stimulation of the fog, and he was still a little dazed sitting there.

Qiao Yue'er was even more embarrassed, and took a cold pack from the refrigerator and handed it to him: "Apply it and it will heal faster. Teacher Wan, why did you come to the female teachers' dormitory in the middle of the night?"

Wan Zi came here more than a year earlier than her, and was also a native of the capital, a cross-border teacher who came to teach in a mountain village in Nepal as a volunteer.

When she first came, he took care of her daily life.

Wanzi's people are not bad, but he's a bit dumb, and he's so easy to talk to.

The students called him Mr. Maruko, and he wasn't angry either.

Only then did Wan Zi remember something, summoned up her courage, took out a tightly wrapped plastic bag from her arms, handed it to Qiao Yueer, and said seriously:

"Mr. Qiao, here it is for you."

(End of this chapter)