The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

"elopement?"

He Qing frowned doubtfully, "Why should I elope?"

"Your mother doesn't agree with us, so I..."

Zuo Feng is about to continue to persuade the teenager, knocking on the door from outside the door, and then the mother's voice, she is applying a mask, and the voice is unavoidably unclear: "A Qing, why is there a voice in your room?"

"It's left..."

"Hush!!"

To tell the truth if the teenager is undefended, the man quickly put his index finger on his lips and told him not to say it.

No, his hand fell on his lips. How did he still pick the window? The next moment this idea came out, Zuo Feng felt a sense of weightlessness.

Then, he saw He Qing's panicked eyes.

"Left forward!"

-Poof!

"Oh!"

Listening to the movement, Mother Ho quickly opened the door and rushed in. "A Qing, what's wrong?"

But he saw that his good son was looking down at the window, and when he turned his head, tears fell off, his eyes panicked, "He, he fell..."

Zuo Feng's painful fangs grinned over his sore butt, and when he lifted his eyes, he saw the lover crying in panic, shouting for comfort, "A Qing, I'm fine. I was blocked by the umbrella."

"Ooooooooooo--"

He Qing still didn't slow down. He cried and ran down the stairs. When he saw him so nervous, the man exhaled a breath before he could relax. On the window platform, He's head was stretched out.

There was still a mask on her face. The black lacquer mask covered the expression. Under the light, Zuo Feng could clearly see the gloomy eyes beside the black mask.

He moved stiffly and moved back in embarrassment, trying to stand up, "Auntie..."

"Left forward!"

He Qing burst into tears, and saw the man standing in a good manner, thumping into his arms excitedly.

The man slipped and hugged the teenager and landed again.

"Eh!!"

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The wedding of Zuo Feng and He Qing went very smoothly.

Both Principal Zuo and Mama He invited their relatives and friends, and the two showed their attitudes, and everyone was naturally blessed.

The only thing uncoordinated is that one of the groom's left wing has a lame leg.

He Qing’s room was on the second floor. He was blocked by the parasol again. He wasn’t hurt, but he didn’t stand firm when he was embracing his lover. He fell on the ground and slapped his foot.

Originally, when his foot was healed, the wedding would be held, but this man was afraid that there would be a rebirth in the middle.

So, when the last link ended, Zuo Feng limped and took his little lover to toast to the elders.

"Boy, if you dare to lie to A Qing again, it will not be so simple next time."

Ms. He drank the wine, her eyes fell on Zuo Feng, full of threats.

Thinking of the tragic situation that day, the man smiled stiffly and promised, "No, I will be good to A Qing and I will not cheat him again."

Zuo Feng people are not very decent, but talk and count, and in their future life, they have never cheated He Qing.

He Qing became a teacher after graduation. Zuo Feng took over the position of principal. The two went to basking in the sun every day. They took a vacation to travel and travel, and had a beautiful life.

Zuo Xue and Li Wang got married and came excitedly to ask their brother who had honeymoon for three months a year, which place is better for honeymoon.

"You can go anywhere, just don't go to the beach."

Zuo Feng was chopping vegetables. Hearing his sister asking, his voice gritted his teeth.

"Ah? Why not go to the beach?"

The man stopped talking.

He would never tell his sister that a lot of unpleasant things happened last time he went to the beach.

For example, if he had only been exposed to the sun for three days, he would have been dark for at least three degrees.

Although He Qing didn't say anything, but when he thought of his look at the bikini beauty, Zuo Feng was ruthless and went home for a week with a mask on his face. He left.

Then the next day was blown by the wind, tragedy.

The blow can be broken, and the wind hurts.

Zuo Feng didn't dare to go out in those days, fearing that his tender face that could get out of the water was really blown by the wind. Thinking of the misery of those days, the man coughed, "The beach is not fun."

Zuo Xue also asked, he refused to say.

In the evening, He Qingmei came back to the sofa and left Feng took a piece of watermelon and threw it in the teenager's mouth. Seeing him was eating, he smiled a little bit more on his face.

"Why are you so happy today?"

"I booked a flight ticket!" The teenager finished eating watermelon and announced happily, "Let's go to Hainan next week!"

The smile on Zuo Feng's face was slightly stiff, "Sanya?"

"Yes! I have bought swimming trunks!" He Qing gave you a big surprise expression, and pulled out the flower pants next to them to show her lovers.

Looking at the red and green colors, the smile on the man's face became more rigid, "Aren't we just coming back from there?"

"This is not winter vacation! Let's have another month's honeymoon! Just in Sanya! Happy!"

"Maybe probably, happy... right..."

Zuo Feng squeezed out a smile and began to think about buying a mask.

Blessed with a facial mask, when a man was fifty, that face was still so pretty, and he could not see a trace of years. Although He Qing did not let it go, he began to worry.

On this day, He Qing went out to walk the bird and came back, carrying his little starling back home, and as soon as he returned home, he saw that Zuo Feng was wearing a mask and mopping the floor.

He frowned and coughed lightly, "Don't apply the mask while you are working."

The man stood up blankly and responded.

The second time, he applied the mask while watching TV.

He Qing hugged the fish tank, teasing the little turtle inside, and said unintentionally, "Don't put on the mask when watching TV, there is radiation."

Does the TV have radiation?

Zuo Feng narrowed his eyes, but he should still get off.

The third time, he was lying on the bed, covering his eyes with a facial mask.

He Qing couldn't find a reason and pushed the man beside him. "Don't put on the mask at night, it's terrible and scary."

Zuo Feng has no choice but to apply it for so many years. Why is this person not used to it yet?

But seeing that he still had the delicate and clear black bright apricot eyes staring at himself, he still obeyed, "Then I will change to black next time."

"No! Why don't you understand!"

He Qing was angry, and finally said his own truthful words, "You are so beautifully dressed, go out every day, that is not to attract people to see you!"

Zuo Feng couldn't help crying, "I'm fifty years old, whoever looks at me."

"You still apply mask every day at fifty!"

"Don't you like me to be white?"

"But I don't like people watching you drool!"

With He Qing's roar, the room became quiet.

Zuo Feng's heart is funny and comforting, and he can't tell what kind of complicated emotions he is. He looks at the forty-something lovers who are obviously in their forties, and coaxes, "I am so old. , Who will watch me drool, well, you don’t like me to apply the mask, it’s just not to apply the mask next time."

Coaxed by him, He Qing also felt a little bit guilty. He shrank into the man's arms and hummed, "I just don't like the way they look at you. It's mine no matter how good you look. Why should they look at them? It’s like eating you."

Zuo Feng couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I won't put on the mask next time. Besides, everyone knows that I am yours. Who wants to eat me."

"Why not? The new music teacher is full of passion every time I look at you. I have been caught several times!"

Speaking of this, He Qing seemed to have grabbed the evidence, and was immediately excited because the lover was coveted, and he was full of anger.

Zuo Feng silenced strangely.

After half a noise, he coaxed softly, "If not, the university next door has an exchange program with our school. I sent him out to stop him from shaking."

He Qingxi smiled when he heard the satisfactory answer. He crawled up on his smooth and fair face. "You are so kind to me, I like you the most."

After the beauty was finished, he cautioned and warned, "No more masks!"

Zuo Feng hugged him, and as he grew older, the magnetic sound that was more mellow and nice was full of spoils. "It's not enough, A Qing doesn't like it. I won't."

The next day, the man was looking at the calendar in the headmaster's room to figure out where to go for the honeymoon this summer vacation. The office door was knocked and an elegant music teacher came in.

He has a sullen face and a poor tone. "Principal Zuo, can this quota be sent to others?"

Zuo Feng smiled at him faintly and said mildly, "No, the school has decided that you are going to be Teacher Gao."

"You are fighting revenge!"

Seeing Teacher Gao's eyes full of anger, the man still kept smiling, "This is what I mean by my lover, I'm so sorry."

Hearing this sentence, Teacher Gao's expression was obviously stunned, and he didn't wait for what he said. The door of the office was pushed open without knocking. He Qingshu came in, and the smile on his face saw him standing at the desk The former music teacher fell back and became alert.

He looked at the lover sitting behind the desk suspiciously, and then looked at Teacher Gao, his face became bad.

"Teacher Gao came to me and asked about the university next door." Zuo Feng said, and Chongzheng looked at He Qing's teacher with a smile, "Right, Teacher Gao?"

He Qing looked at him more suspiciously, "Teacher Gao?"

"A Qing, I don't really want to go."

He Qing's face worsened when he heard this sentence.

Don't want to go to the university next door, it really turned out that Zuo Feng was reluctant to leave.

After falling into his own brain, He Qing didn't even want to talk to Teacher Gao. He walked to Zuo Feng's face with a dark face, deliberately put his hand on the man's shoulder in front of Teacher Gao, and made an intimate gesture.

Did you see that this man is mine!

He Qing proudly saw Teacher Gao's expression become lost, and even his chin lifted up slightly.

When Teacher Gao left, he showed off with triumph, sat on the man's buttocks, and hugged his neck to look at the beautiful face of the left wing. Burst your face!"

"Okay, I must keep my distance." Zuo Feng smiled softly and kissed.

He wouldn't be so stupid to tell He Qing that the person Gao Teacher likes is him.

Hey hey.

He Qing played hard when he was young, and he didn’t care about anything he cares about. When he was old, he started worrying about it. Zuo Feng’s peachy face rose up every day, guarding the people around him like an anti-thief, but he didn’t know he drove away. Most of his "love rivals" actually look at him.

Waiting for two hundred years, the two lay together on the beach to bask in the sun. He Qingzuan was in Zuo Feng's arms, slowly losing his breath.

Hua Feng's headed Zuo Feng hugged him and said softly, "Don't worry, you hate me for being black."

In the golden sunlight, he slowly closed his eyes, and the two hugged together.

【Ding! Zuo Feng's favor: 100, please host out of the world. 】

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He Qing opened his eyes in the sun. He stood under the tree, squinting slightly, feeling the familiar pain, and began to accept the memory in his mind.

Coincidentally, this is still a teacher.

But the difference is that the script has become interesting.

This is a little lover who is supported by the gold master.