Wife Please Be Obedient Chapter 274: : Call me brother

As the winter vacation gets closer, why not get more and more restless, always thinking about something.

Qin Guanglin saw her staring at the calendar again in a daze, and did not disturb her aloud, and silently took out the homework she had brought back to help correct it.

The homework of elementary school students is still a Chinese homework. It is just a mechanical job, copying ancient poems and texts. Anyway, in addition to copying or copying, occasionally there are some diaries, which makes people dumbfounded.

"This is written with two pens."

Qin Guanglin has a vicious eye, and directly finds out the lazy person and puts it aside, so why not come over and show her.

Someone must be out of luck tomorrow.

"You're so skilled, didn't you do this thing less?" Why not pick it up and take a closer look to see the way.

"Our Chinese teacher was very abnormal..." Qin Guanglin sighed, and then he stopped his voice suddenly.

When she faced the students, she didn't know if she would incarnate as an old witch, screaming at others with a straight face.

It's very possible.

"Say, why don't you say it?" Why not glance at him.

"Teacher Tianxia is a family, let's not talk about it..."

Qin Guanglin rubbed his nose angrily, saw why he put the homework at the bottom of the stack, and gloated again: "How will you care about him tomorrow?"

"Just do it like that... Maybe a few decades later, he will still say to his wife: What happened to my language teacher, Barabara."

"..."

Why don't you collect your homework and see if there is nothing to do, then walk around Qin Guanglin behind him and gently squeeze his shoulders with his hands, "Are you proud to marry a teacher?"

"What's so good about... Okay, I'm a little proud." Qin Guanglin leaned back on the chair with his eyes half closed, really feeling very comfortable.

Standing on the podium every day to train the disobedient students, and then come back to become a little daughter-in-law, it's great to think about it.

"Then can you listen to the teacher?"

Qin Guanglin opened his eyes vigilantly and looked up at her, "What do you want to do?"

"Just say you don't listen."

"Not listening."

"No more squeezing." Why not let go of your hand and turn around, then come back and squeeze his shoulder hard, "I will wait for you for a long time!"

"..."

Qin Guanglin opened his mouth. He wanted to say something to his wife, but he closed it again after thinking about it.

Important things will definitely not be so twitchy, and I will also show her courtesy. Looking at her appearance, ninety-nine percent of them are the kind of inexplicable things-such as letting him squat at home to paint.

It's better not to speak up.

Look at the calendar, what's the problem? Qin Guanglin suddenly thought, "You are... homesick?"

"Huh?" Why wonder.

"I think you often look at the calendar-do you want to go home this winter vacation?"

"No, no matter what time I have winter vacation, I will cook a lot of tonic soup for you at home, so that you don’t talk about your life loss every day."

Why don't you take off your shoes and climb on the bed, pull over the quilt, and say: "Don't touch me, it won't be reduced?"

"If you don't touch, who likes to touch--"

"You said."

"I said."

"Say it again."

Why take the phone and turn on the recording, lie on the bedside and stretch out his arms to let him repeat, "Say, whoever touches another is a puppy."

"Whoever touches again is a puppy." Qin Guanglin said to the phone confidently.

I don't know who loves to touch whom, hum.

He touched his waist and decided not to move for a week, so he should take care of himself.

As for a week later...she will definitely forget the recording.

"Whoever touches again is a puppy... Whoever touches again is a puppy."

Why click on the recording and listen to it twice, then lie back on the bed with a smile, "Come up and get ready to sleep."

"Don't do anything to me."

Qin Guanglin asked, he dragged it to the bathroom to put some water, and then turned off the light in the bedroom and climbed into the bed.

"Didn't you say you don't touch it?" Why not ask.

"You can't even hug you?" Qin Guanglin put his arms around her and tightened his arms, "It's not that touch."

"Huh, good night."

"Good night."

On winter nights, the warm blankets always make people want to rest early. Just after ten o'clock, the two hug each other to sleep.

Night, sleep peacefully.

……

The winter vacation arrived as scheduled four days later. Qin Guanglin was afraid that he would be bored at home, so he bought a cookbook to give her.

He put the recipe on the co-pilot with a beautiful rope tied with a bow, and he drove to the school gate, so why not leave school on the last day of work.

"Gift?"

Why not open the car door and see the recipe, glance at him with a false eye, pick it up and put it in the back seat.

"Choose the one for you to celebrate the winter vacation."

Qin Guanglin chuckled. This gift is just a joke. It is boring to turn over after buying it. If you don't, you can throw it aside and pick it up when you have time.

Just like the housework dice she gave.

"Go over there." Why not point to the opposite direction home, eyes on the sidewalk nearby.

"Where to go?"

"Go to the student's house for a home visit, soon."

"Hey~I don't know which hapless student...the one who used two pens to do his homework last time?" Qin Guanglin was a little gloating.

Teacher's home visit...it's hard to put it on yourself, but it's so happy to see it when it's in others.

"It's not... Stop ahead."

Why instruct Qin Guanglin to pull over, open the door and get out of the car, beckoning, "Xiaoyuan!"

On the sidewalk, a little girl carrying a schoolbag stopped, turned her head and looked around, until she called out again to determine the source of the sound, and she showed a smile on her face, "Teacher He!"

"Come here, I will take you back."

"Huh?"

Xiaoyuan ran over in small steps, looking at the car in front of him, a little restrained, "Teacher, I..."

"Get in the car, just go to your house and have a home visit."

Why greet the little girl to sit in the back row, and did not go back to the co-pilot, sat with her, and said to Qin Guanglin: "Heyuan Lane, turn right at the two traffic lights in front."

"Oh."

Qin Guanglin responded and drove forward slowly, looking through the rearview mirror at the still somewhat restrained little girl, and said with a smile: "How old is the kid?"

"The third grade."

"Um...Is the teacher aggressive towards you?"

Xiaoyuan's fingers pinched the corner of his clothes, raised his head and took a look, then shook his head and said: "Teacher He is fine."

Why give Qin Guanglin angrily, "Drive well!"

Qin Guanglin shook his head and stopped the car at the traffic light, "Xiao... Xiaoyuan, right? What's your last name?"

"Family name."

"Xiang Xiaoyuan...It's so nice." Qin Guanglin praised, the more he looked at it, the more lovely it became.

If only I could have a daughter in the future...

Xiaoyuan lowered her head and glanced at it secretly, and said timidly: "Is Uncle He's boyfriend?"

"Uh...yes." Qin Guanglin turned around and smiled at her, "Calling brother better."

"..."

The car quickly passed through two traffic lights~IndoMTL.com~ After turning right, stick to the side of the road and drove slowly to see which is Heyuan Lane.

This is still half an urban village. The development has not been completed. The road ahead gets narrower and narrower. When it comes to a large garbage dump, why not finally make a sound.

"Stop here."

Qin Guanglin stopped by saying, put down the car window and took a look. He was quickly closed by the smell of the garbage dump, so why not take Xiaoyuan out of the car, and ask him to wait here for a while, follow Xiaoyuan behind and face forward. Go.

He deliberately went down and took a look. When they saw that they turned into a house within a few steps, he was relieved and looked left and right a little bored.

No. 116, Heyuan Lane.

The blue sign nailed to the wall was too old, and it was stuck with dirt. Qin Guanglin looked at it for a long time before seeing whether the last number was 8 or 6.

The little girl looks so good, maybe she made a mistake, right?

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