The little boy didn't wear a school uniform. His upper body was a white shirt, his lower back pants were black, and his feet were small black leather shoes of the same type.

You don't have to ask. As long as the children who go to school here, none of them don't wear famous brands.

Qiao Xiaoxi approached the little boy, and his face became clearer and clearer in her eyes.

She represented this class as a small class, that is, the children who first arrived in the kindergarten. The whole kindergarten is the most difficult to manage and teach. After all, I have just left my parents. Many of them are not used to crying.

The little boy wore a very trendy cap with the brim deliberately not to the left, which was very cool. On that beautiful little face, a pair of thick black eyebrows naturally look as if they have been carefully decorated. The big black eyes are very aural. Under his small nose and pink lips, he was so cute that he rushed forward and kissed hard.

Although she doesn't remember the names of all the children in the whole class, she can guarantee that this face should be seen for the first time after she came to school.

"Are you a child in our class?" Qiao Xiaoxi asked directly in front of the little boy.

Hearing the speech, the little guy looked up at Qiao Xiaoxi.

At the moment when he raised his eyes, Qiao Xiaoxi felt like a glance of a woman in the city. His eyes are so big, his eyelashes are so black and long. If it hadn't been for his dress and dress, she would have mistaken him for a girl.

"Beauty, you're funny. I'm not in this class. Why should I stay in this classroom?" the milk voice was provocative. He thought the woman in front of him was as childish as the teacher just now.

"..." Qiao Xiaoxi secretly felt disgusted in his heart. Do today's children speak in this tone?

Is this child related to his family education? Mom and dad must be very provocative.

The little guy looked Qiao Xiaoxi from top to bottom. Like other teachers, they were all wearing teachers' professional suits and skirts.

"Don't call me beauty, call me teacher, teacher Qiao." Qiao Xiaoxi corrected the little guy. "What's your name? Why didn't you come to class before?"

"My grandmother said that a beautiful girl should be called a beauty. You haven't taught me knowledge. How can I call you a teacher?" the little guy retorted with a dull face. "As soon as you come up, you directly ask the name of the opposite sex. Can I say you like me?" he didn't wait for Qiao Xiaoxi to speak, and then said, "if you really want to know me, I can tell you my family history. But if you have to tell me first, are you married?"

"The children in the small class should be basically six years old. Do your parents know that you are so precocious?" Qiao Xiaoxi frowned. All the knowledge she learned is related to children. She also knows about precocious children, but for people like this little guy, she can only use the word "wonderful".

"My grandmother said that if I hadn't been a little premature, my father would never have found a wife." he was a little anxious and asked again, "you haven't answered the question I just asked."

"Whether the teacher is married or not has nothing to do with you. We are a teacher-student relationship. You should tell me your name first, and then we can communicate normally."

His father can't find his wife. It's none of her business.

"My name is Feng..." he was just about to say it, but hesitated, and then said: "Feng Tingyu."

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