The mystery husband is a little bad

When Fu ran finished washing and changing clothes and came out, Mu Shenrong politely opened the chair for Fu ran. Breakfast was arranged on the table, and even chopsticks were put at hand. Fu ran sat down, only to think that he almost didn't take chopsticks to feed breakfast into her mouth.

"Girlfriend, can I feed you?"

"Coughing, coughing -" Fu ran suddenly coughed, and then glared at him, "are you here to be funny or what?"

Mu Shenrong shrugged: "I just want you to feel the high-quality treatment that my girlfriend can enjoy. How about it? It's much better than before."

"Ha ha." It's not really on the same scale.

Mu Shenrong's tail is still cocked up: "how is it? Do you regret not being my girlfriend earlier?"

Fu ran suddenly turned over with a white eye: "you have enough, don't boast." Picking up the spoon on the table, Fu ran began to drink porridge on his own.

"Come on, have a taste."

Fu ran looked at the small steamed buns in his bowl, and then looked at several kinds of breakfast on the other tables. They were all the things she had designated to eat last night, the key was the shops she had designated to eat. But the distance between these shops was a little far: "this is what you bought in the morning?"

"Yes, isn't it very moving?"

“…… You can't help boasting that if you give you three colors, you will start a dyeing house. " Those moving words can only be thought in her heart. She can't speak at all now, or his tail will really rise to the sky. "You buy so much, you really think I'm a pig."

"Ah, the heart of a woman is a needle."

The tone of resentment once again attracted Fu Ran's stare.

"I'm full." Fu ran put down his chopsticks and stood up.

"Just a little bit, and so much more." Mu Shenrong seems to hear his heart broken into slag.

"Well, you can eat it. If you can't finish it, you can take it."

As a result, Mu Shenrong also stands up.

Fu ran frowned, "what are you doing?"

"It's my duty as a boyfriend to send you to work."

“……” Fu ran said nothing. "You don't have to work so hard."

Mu Shenrong is adamant: "no, I am a responsible man. Let's go, girlfriend."

Fu ran Khan didi: "I'd better ride my own bike. It's like this outside. If you really drive, I'll be late."

"Who said I drove? Let's go."

Mu Shenrong took Fu ran downstairs and handed her one of the pink helmets: "will you wear it?"

Fu ran looked at the battery car in front of him and said, "yours?"

"Not really. Do you think you really have the vision to find such a brilliant boyfriend?" After bringing his black helmet to his head, he helped Fu ran put on his pink helmet, and then got on the bus, urging his silly girlfriend, "what's the matter? Get on the bus quickly."

“……” Fu ran got into the car foolishly.

Mu Shenrong then took her hands and held her narrow waist. Fu ran wanted to take them back, but mu Shenrong put her hands in the pocket of his coat: "put them in place, hold them tight, freeze them to death. I'm not responsible for it. I'm leaving."

His clothes bag is really warm, as if stained with his body temperature. Fu Ran's back is pasted on her back, which shows that his shoulders are really wide, which can completely block her. The cold wind seems to blow him nowhere.

This car is really good, much faster than the car, and much warmer than the bicycle.

Originally, it took only about ten minutes to get there. Fu ran took off his helmet and heard Mu Shenrong saying to himself, "how can I be so fast? I knew it was better to ride a bicycle."

Fu Ran's face was speechless, and he returned his helmet: "I'm gone."

"Well, you haven't kissed me goodbye yet."

Of course, Fu ran could not pay attention to her, but when he turned around, he saw Zhao ting and Qiu Chenxi standing on the steps at the door of the unit.

She blushed, but soon calmed down. They were unmarried. What if they were together? So she adjusted her face and went up.

Qiu Chenxi's mouth is full of satire and smile. Her eyes are more ambiguous. Many complex emotions meet, which makes people unable to understand her real thoughts. But Fu Ran is not in the mood to pay more attention to her. Zhao Ting is the ghost of her eyes. It seems that she is looking at her husband who has raped his wife in the bed. She feels scared for a while, which is inexplicable Wonderful.

Fu Duoduo was dug up by Xiaomi sleepily and fell down again: "ah, Xiaomi, I have a headache. Please let me sleep again. I don't want to go to today's class. Please ask for leave for me."

Xiaomi replied angrily, "if you don't want to go, I don't want to go, as long as you are not afraid of being pawned by the old song dynasty."

"Ah -" Fu ran raised his head to the sky and roared, "the first lesson in the morning is that of the old song dynasty? It's heaven to kill me. "Lao song is a good person in everything, but the only bad thing is that every class must be named. If someone is absent for more than two times, he will be very sad at the end of the semester. As for what you don't listen to or do in class, Lao song won't say anything. It's a typical form of righteousness.

Millet is helpless: "you move faster."

Fuduoduo was dragged into the classroom half asleep and half awake. He found a place to sit down and fell asleep on the table.

Almost front and back feet, the teacher also came in, the original lazy classroom suddenly quiet down, a few seconds later, and suddenly burst out a huge commotion.

"Teacher, you went to the wrong classroom."

"Teacher, you are so handsome."

"Teacher, you can stay here to teach us."

…… The incessant noise made Fu Duoduo want to sleep well. It was so noisy that his ears were in trouble. The most important thing was Xiaomi kept pushing her arm: "Duoduo, wake up, who are you looking at? Duoduo, wake up."

"No one can disturb my sleep." Fu Duo Duo felt that his head was heavy and his feet were light, but he was pushed too much by Xiaomi. He could only open his eyes reluctantly, "when was the Old Song Dynasty so popular?"

"It's not the old song dynasty, it's Xu Shaoyan."

"Xu Shaoyan?" Fu Duoduo was so excited that he fell asleep and woke up. At the same time, Xu Shaoyan's deep and magnetic voice came from his ear: "I didn't go wrong. I'm a new substitute teacher. My name is Xu, Xu Shaoyan. I will take the place of him to teach you before your teacher song comes back."

His cold ascetic voice was full of magic. I heard the girls' bones all over their bodies were going to crumble. One girl said, "I suddenly hope that old song will never come back. At least we will not come back during this period of class. This new teacher's voice will make me pregnant."

“……” "Fu Duoduo is chagrined," it's shameless