Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Wind small bad in the side watching, although do not stop the little girls close, but also do not allow them to move small Yinger. His younger sister Ying'er is so small. If she is damaged by them, he will be very distressed.

Mr. Song was stunned. I didn't expect that Feng xiaobad would coax children so much. She was even better than a teacher with professional background, which made her a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Song! Let's turn around! " Over there, a group of boys who are still covering their eyes can't help hearing Xiao Ying'er's laughter.

The teacher thought of them and said, "OK, OK! You can turn around! "

She said also went to the wind small bad side, can't help but curious asked: "small bad, you usually take care of your sister so?"

"Yes Feng xiaobad nodded: "sister Ying'er is very obedient and obedient!"

He then took out the milk bottle and milk powder from his small schoolbag: "teacher, the milk bottle can't be used directly, it should be steamed and disinfected with boiling water first, and the milk powder should be adjusted according to the proportion... It needs to be cooled to this temperature before it can be fed to xiaoyinger."

Feng xiaobad is very professional. After a lot of advice, he looked up at Mr. Song seriously: "teacher, do you understand?"

"Er... I almost understand." To tell you the truth, Mr. Song is confused by the bad words of Feng Xiao. She has so much attention to taking care of children. This is the first time she has heard about it.

"Alas..." Feng xiaobad sighed deeply: "don't worry, teacher, you will take care of the children in the future."

"..." Mr. Song is ashamed, this really does not belong to the category of professional skills!

"Come on, I'll teach you. After the teacher gives birth to a baby, it must be used." Wind small bad one hand with a bottle, one hand with milk powder, went to the water heater next to: "teacher, I demonstrate again, you have to look carefully!"

Mr. Song nodded and felt wrong... Who is the teacher!

Song teacher in the heart a while tangled, but looking at the wind small bad that a pair of professional serious appearance, she also unconsciously raised the spirit, seriously looked up.

Milk powder, breast-feeding, coax xiaoyinger to sleep, wind small bad step by step demonstration is quite in place, until xiaoyinger eat enough to drink enough to sleep, he raised his head and asked again: "Mr. Song, do you learn?"

This time, it's not Mr. Song. All the children in the room and other teachers who come in behind are staring at Feng xiaobad. No one thought that a child who just went to kindergarten would coax his children more than an adult.

One side a little girl blushed and murmured: "little bad, you will be a good father when you grow up!"

A group of little girls nodded and agreed, but the boys on one side were not convinced.

When the bell rang, Mr. Song coughed and said, "OK, OK! Go back to class

"Little bad! You take the students to line up and go back to class. We'll take care of the baby! " Mr. Song is also going to class, but there are other teachers in the office, so it's OK for them to take care of them.

Wind small bad looked back at a small Yinger, she is lying on the bed sleep is sweet, mouth slightly tilted, as if in a dream.

Although the heart is still some not at ease, but the wind small bad also can only listen to the arrangement of teacher song, "teacher, that Yinger sister please you!"

Mr. Song nodded with a smile: "don't worry! Go to class quickly

When Feng xiaobad took the children out of the office, Mr. Song explained the situation with other teachers. Several people discussed and adjusted their time to ensure that someone was always taking care of Xiaoying in the office.

Mr. Song had a lesson in the first quarter, so he left the office in a hurry. Other teachers also scattered, leaving only a young female teacher. The teacher saw xiaoyinger sleeping incense also did not disturb her, sitting at her desk began to correct homework.

The office is quiet, only to hear the nib of the pen across the paper.

On the other side of the class, children are very excited, the teacher tried to maintain the order of the classroom, did not let the children make a fuss.

It's not easy to wait until the class is over. Feng xiaobad is eager to see xiaoying'er, but he is surrounded by a group of little girls.

"Little bad, is that baby your sister?"

"How old is she? Why does it look so small? "

"Little bad, where was she born! As like as two peas, you have to give me a baby and I'll have a baby sister.

The main reason why Feng xiaobad had a headache was that they all wrote so fast that he didn't know which one to answer. There was a moment of silence and I didn't know how to answer.

A few boys over there didn't realize the distress of Feng xiaobad at all. On the contrary, they were very jealous that he was deeply liked by girls.

"I have a sister? What's the big deal One of the boys snorted.

"That's to say, I brought them to school on purpose. I wanted to please those girls with my sister!" Another boy echoed, and his mouth was not convinced. He looked at the wind, but his eyes were full of envy.

"Well! I don't want him to be so arrogant! " A little boy dressed in famous brand said angrily, "you must give him some color to see!"

"What do you mean?" The other two boys looked at him suspiciously, "Feng xiaobad is surrounded by so many big girls, we can't beat him."

"If you want to teach him a lesson, you don't have to do it directly!" The boy, covered with famous brand, smiles and waves to the other two boys mysteriously, "you, come with me!"

There was chaos in the class, and no one noticed that the three boys sneaked out of the classroom.

When the class bell rings, the wind is small and bad, but it has not been able to squeeze out the girls. He reluctantly returned to his seat, thinking that class would be over later, and that he would rush to the office before the girls surrounded him.

Just thinking about this in his heart, he saw teacher song rush in in a hurry: "little bad! Come to the office with me

Is there something wrong with xiaoying'er? The wind is small bad in the heart a surprised, busy get up to run past, nervous ask, "teacher song, how?"

"I can't make it clear for a moment. Just come and have a look!" Mr. Song frowned and looked very serious. He took Feng xiaobad's hand and walked quickly towards the office.

Just push open the door of the office, the wind is small bad, then straight to xiaoyinger's bed. Wait until see the appearance of small Ying son clearly, his small fists all clenched up, in the eye flash a wipe don't belong to his this age of cold and fierce color.

Xiaoyinger's white face was covered with various colors by watercolor pen, her eyes were painted with big circles, her cheeks had long black beard and twisted lines, and her nose was painted with colors, which made her look very embarrassed.