Sweet pursuit: Kiss goodnight, little sweetheart

"..." the little girl's body fragrance was close at hand. Xi Muhan's ears were gradually dyed red. He moved his body and eyes back uneasily. "I didn't think of this method."

When Xi Muhan went to the countryside to offer his love, he saw the teachers wrapping the used homework paper on the refill of the pen without a pen.

Just now he saw that the little girl didn't have a pen. He didn't want to let the little girl use the refill. He didn't want to aggrieve his fingers, so he used this method.

Yu Qiqi shook his head. "Although you didn't think of it, you will be flexible. I just think you are very powerful."

Well, in Yu Qiqi's idea, no matter what male gods do, they are right and powerful.

It's a pretty girl mentality.

Xi Muhan knew the little girl's obstinacy, and he didn't correct it. Instinctively, he wanted to reach out and rub her hair. His hand reached out to the little girl's big clear eyes, and he felt that it was not right. His slender fingers just stopped in the air.

Yu Qiqi looked at him suspiciously, "male god, what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing." Xi Muhan took back his hand and said indifferently, "the headmaster is coming soon. Please sit down."

"Oh." Yu seven seven Nu mouth, sit well.

Soon, the bell rang, and the principal and vice principal of No.1 middle school and their senior grade director also sat on the leadership seat one after another.

The former headmaster of No.1 middle school has been transferred to another school because of the low ascending rate in recent years, while the new headmaster is said to have been transferred back from a university in the United States with rich experience in management and teaching.

The vice principal supported a man in a white suit and sat in the position of the principal.

"Wow, our new headmaster turned out to be a handsome uncle!"

"Our new headmaster has described what it means to be more tasteful as you get older."

"The white suit is like a tailor-made suit for him. It's real, elegant and mature."

"If only he was a few decades younger, I would not chase him after me."

"Yes, but how do I think our headmaster looks so familiar?"

Around the whispered voices, Yu Qiqi listen to their comments, lying on the table, looking up at Xi Muhan, low voice asked: "male god, the headmaster is really as handsome as they say?"

Xi Muhan looked ahead and said, "look for yourself."

"Can't you tell me?"

"Well, No."

"See for yourself." Yu Qiqi curled her mouth and slowly raised her head. When she saw the man sitting in the middle of the auditorium, she took a cold breath and couldn't help staring.

Her eyes are very big, such a stare, directly from the black grape into a copper bell.

The little girl with big eyes is not thrilled, on the contrary, she has more taste of stupidity.

The headmaster seemed to feel Yu Qiqi's eyes, and his eyes shifted. When he saw her and Xi Muhan, he was slightly stunned, and then gave Yu Qiqi a kind smile.

Yu Qiqi drew his head back like a frightened deer.

Yu Qiqi's voice was trembling. "Male god, he... He... Isn't your housekeeper?"

Yes, the man sitting in the middle of the auditorium was the middle-aged uncle who opened the door of Xi Muhan's house that day.

"Well, the housekeeper is his part-time job, and the principal is his main job."

“……”

Why does Mao feel that this uncle came to China as the principal to take care of Xi Muhan?