In the villa in Huanxisha, Zheng Tinghe looked at Ling Xue with fear on his face, and let out a long sigh: "Fortunately, my girlfriend is not you..."

Ling Xue was happy. She stretched out her foot and kicked Zheng Tinghe's knee: "Fortunately? What? Xiao Tinghe, do you really want to find more girlfriends?"

Zheng Tinghe could only sigh: "Just kidding, we are not in ancient times, how could this be possible?"

Even if he really had this idea, he wouldn't dare...

His godfather and godmother are so good to him. If he really falls in love with Yudianer and Yaoyao at the same time, how will he face his godfather and godmother in the future?

"Let me give you a piece of advice," Ling Xue lay down lazily and put her feet on Zheng Tinghe's knees. "The most taboo thing about relationships is to be sloppy. If you keep interrupting, you will be messed up."

Zheng Tinghe raised his head and looked at the chandelier on the ceiling with a complicated expression.

Should the interruption continue...

If it were so easy to break, he wouldn't be so entangled. Alas, this is such a sloppy mind.

Ling Xue, who was lying on the sofa, felt a little emotional in her heart. The childish little kid back then actually had a girl he liked, and he was beginning to be troubled by his feelings. Time flies so fast.

Ling Xue, who was lamenting that time flies by like a fleeting moment, felt her soles itching. She stood up and looked around, and saw Zheng Tinghe unconsciously rubbing her soles with his fingers, and pinching her toes from time to time.

"Why are you touching my feet?"

"Oh, I didn't mean it."

"Then you still touch it?"

"Can you please stop being so stingy? You won't lose a piece of meat if you touch it..."

"Xiao Tinghe... aren't you a pervert?"

"You're making me angry again!"

……

The next morning, Zheng Tinghe yawned and walked into the bathroom. After washing up, he went downstairs and found breakfast already on the table.

Ling Xue, who was wearing an apron and serving porridge, actually looked like a good wife and mother.

"You did it?"

Zheng Tinghe asked casually.

"Nonsense?" Ling Xue rolled her eyes at him, "Or was it you who did it?"

Zheng Tinghe shrugged and walked to the entrance to change his shoes.

"You little pervert, don't you want to eat?"

Ling Xue asked strangely.

Zheng Tinghe turned around and looked at Ling Xue with a serious face: "If you call me a pervert again, I will really fall out!"

"Hey, I asked you to touch your feet for half an hour last night. What's wrong with calling you a little pervert?" Ling Xue's lips curled up slightly, smiling.

Zheng Tinghe was helpless: "Okay, as long as you are happy."

"You really don't want to eat?"

Seeing Zheng Tinghe getting ready to go out, Ling Xue frowned. She got up early in the morning to cook for this little guy. He still doesn't appreciate it?

"Sister Xue, don't look at what time it is now. I'm going to be late. Do it earlier in the future. Get me up earlier and leave first."

Zheng Tinghe waved his hand and prepared to go to school.

"Okay, if you don't want to eat it, I'll eat it myself." Ling Xue rolled her eyes.

Zheng Tinghe opened the door, thought of something, turned around and went back to the living room, took out a car key from the drawer under the coffee table, and threw it on the table.

"What are you doing?"

Ling Xue asked in surprise.

"Aren't you going out for an interview today? There is a Maybach in the garage. You drive it first. You should have a driver's license, right?"

The car was a gift from the old guy Zheng Jiucheng when he turned eighteen and got his driver's license. However, he usually has to go to class, so driving a Maybach is too ostentatious, so he only drives it occasionally during holidays.
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Ling Xue looked at the car keys on the table, feeling a little weird.

"You gave me a villa to live in, lent me money, and now you give me a car to drive. How do you feel... I feel like I'm being taken care of by you?"

Ling Xue blinked, her voice soft.

"Just take care of me. You are so beautiful and I won't suffer any loss. Okay, let's leave now. I may not go home at night. You don't have to wait for me."

Ling Xue:......

"What are you doing if you don't go home?"

"Play."

……

It was another day when the morning reading bell rang as he entered the classroom. Zheng Tinghe sat down listlessly in his seat.

"I'm hungry, raindrops."

He didn't have breakfast in the morning, so he was really hungry.

Ning Yu put her hand into her bag, and this time, she not only took out two boxes of biscuits, but also a box of milk.

"I know you haven't had breakfast, No, just eat it."

Ning Yu pouted slightly, with a smile on her face.

"You are indeed my good deskmate. You can think of me all this time." Zheng Tinghe was not polite at all. He took the biscuits and milk and started eating.

"Eat quickly, you are not allowed to eat in the classroom. Teacher Qin will come and have to talk to you later."

Ning Yu reminded her kindly.

"It's okay, she won't talk about me, I'm her favorite student."

Zheng Tinghe is not afraid of Qin Ruo at all. What is the relationship between him and Qin Ruo? It is a teacher-student relationship that has passed each other and loved each other! What a porcelain!

However, it turns out that all this is Zheng Tinghe's own passion.

"Zheng Tinghe!" Qin Ruo put on high heels again, "What do you think of the classroom? Everyone is reading in the morning, and you are still eating breakfast?"

Zheng Tinghe looked at Qin Ruo who came to him at some point and blinked: "I'm hungry and didn't eat breakfast."

"Do you have to have breakfast during morning reading time?" Qin Ruo's expression was slightly cold, "You go to the back door and come in after eating."

Zheng Tinghe:......

Why does Qin Ruo feel like he's eaten explosives this morning? Isn't the aunt already gone?

Zheng Tinghe didn't dare to argue. He obediently picked up the breakfast given by Ning Yu, walked out of the back door of the classroom, and ate on the balcony.

In the classroom, Qin Ruo's voice sounded again.

"Our school originally did not allow you to eat in the classroom. I have allowed everyone to have breakfast in the classroom before morning reading, but why do some people still insist on eating after morning reading starts?"

Ning Yu looked at Teacher Qin who seemed to be angry, and said weakly: "Teacher Qin, he just came here not long ago and he doesn't know the rules of our class."

Qin Ruo's expression paused, and then he said: "Ning Yu, you are the class monitor or his deskmate. From now on, tell him more about the rules of our class and take care of him. Several teachers have already reported this to me.

He fell asleep in class."

Ning Yu nodded lightly, care about him? Can she control it herself?

Ye Yao, who was diagonally in front of her, heard the conversation between the two and frowned slightly.

Since Qin Ruo was in the classroom, the students in the class were particularly serious about their morning reading, and their voices were getting louder and louder, as if they were competing with others.

Qin Ruo stood next to Zheng Tinghe's position, supervising the morning reading of the whole class. When the preparatory bell rang, he realized that Zheng Tinghe had not returned to the classroom.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and walked towards the outside of the classroom. There was no one in the corridor outside the back door.

Qin Ruo:......

This brat! Is he skipping class under his nose?

I asked him to go out for breakfast and he skipped class. Is this a demonstration for myself?

Qin Ruo was so angry, and it just so happened that at this moment, her cell phone rang.

Huo Zhou’s phone number.

"Hello?"

Qin Ruo answered the phone.
Chapter completed!