You Are My Entire World

On the first day of entering the kindergarten, Peach ran directly to Shen Mochen's class.

Kindergartens are divided into small, small, medium and large classes.

The small and small classes are on the first floor, and the middle and large classes are on the second floor.

The teacher who led Peach to report was just saying hello to the oncoming teacher, chatting a few words, and turning around, Peach disappeared.

The teacher was so scared that he was about to fly, so he quickly got on the teacher who was chatting with her and looked for people in the kindergarten.

Finally, in the classroom of the small class, they saw the peach sitting obediently beside Shen Mochen.

"Su Tao, why did you come to the small class, go back with your aunt." Tao Zi's class teacher took her soft little hand and planned to take her back to the small class.

I didn't expect Peach to hug Shen Mochen's waist, crying and shouting: "I don't want, I don't want, I want to be with my husband."

The two teachers looked at each other for a moment, but still couldn't hold back. "Pouting" laughed out loud, bending down to tease Su Tao: "Child, do you know what your husband is?"

"Of course I know!" Peach raised a round face, and with those **** and white eyes, looked at the two teachers in front of him, and shouted, "My husband is just for kissing."

After that, he held Shen Mochen's face with both hands again, and kissed his soft mouth exactly this time.

Shen Mochen froze again.

A handsome face, red in the white and black in the red, glaring at Peaches for a long time, and finally shouted: "Who is your husband!!!"

"You, you, you!" Peach held Shen Mochen's small arms indiscriminately and looked at the two teachers very seriously, saying, "My father and mother, mother and father, all say he is my husband."

Uh... the two teachers are ashamed...

This kid, is your tutor really no problem...

Look again at the always expressionless and non-speaking child Shen Mochen, who now has a rare angry expression on his face, with a hint of shyness. The teacher couldn’t help turning his eyes, smiling and pulling Peach’s little hand with a smile: “ In this case, you can take a class with Shen Mochen in a small class. Fortunately, there is a mutual care, which is really not good. Next year, you will be in the small class again."

Anyway, the gardener tried to find a way to squeeze in. It doesn’t matter in which class, as long as someone is watching.

Peach nodded happily, let go of Shen Mochen's arm and jumped and jumped.

So our two-year-old Su Tao child followed a group of four-year-old children to start her kindergarten career together.

You know, the younger the child, the more obvious the difference in age.

Peach, who is only eighty-six centimeters tall, stands among a group of children over a meter, almost a head shorter than others.

Fortunately, Shen Mochen is not a sports-loving guy. After class, he would rather sit at the desk and look at the comic strips, and then use a watercolor pen to doodle on the paper. Peach sitting beside him is not very abrupt.

It's just a pity that many of the little girls in the class who like Shen Mochen were originally not too close. It's normal to talk to him and ignore what was said. After the peach came, they were wrapped around Shen Mochen every day, and they never liked it. Words, expressionless Shen Mochen, even occasionally say a few words with Peach, or rarely show a smile.