Mo Nanbei's complaints were too true and Li Ziqian didn't know how to refute them.

After all, Mo Nanbei is right about this matter!

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Standing shoulder to shoulder with Mo Nanbei, standing in front of the bus stop, Li Ziqian narrowed his eyes comfortably in the light breeze in the early morning.

The wind is mixed with this faint fragrance of flowers and fruits.

It is a familiar and unfamiliar taste for Li Ziqian.

After two seconds of stunnedness, he slightly turned his head to look at the hair that was fluttering in the wind on his right. Li Ziqian suddenly realized that it was the smell of shampoo remaining between Mo Nanbei's hair.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Seeing Li Ziqian staring at her, Mo Nanbei stretched out his left hand and tied his hair behind his ear, turned his side, tilted his head, and looked at him with a little puzzled look.

"nothing."

"Um???"

Perhaps it was early in the morning, Mo Nanbei's CPU was running too slowly. Seeing Li Ziqian's answer, she not only did not spray back as before, but was stunned for a moment, then tilted her head, blinked her big eyes, and continued to stare at Li Ziqian for his subsequent explanation.

The atmosphere between the two at this time should theoretically be warm and a little ambiguous.

After all, even Li Ziqian was as honest as he finally realized at this time. In fact, Mo Nanbei was actually a woman.

Even though he is a little unique in dressing, there are not many parts that should be available at all, and it is even far superior to similar items.

As long as you look near the station, your eyes will no longer be removed from this girl who seems to have a flash.

At this time, Mo Nanbei stood in front of the station, with vehicles flowing endlessly, and trees on the street were everywhere, as if they had become her background version.

Black hair is up to the waist, long black stockings, and loose sportswear can't hide the slender waist and the symmetrical body curves.

The autumn wind rises gently, the dark plaid skirt and ink-like hair sway gently, and the fallen leaves rotate through the slender and straight calves. Everything is so subtle and just right.

If you define "beautiful girl", Li Ziqian thinks that's what it is.

only……

Some words were choked in my throat and didn't say them, just like I was holding the five kills to my mouth and didn't eat them, and I didn't care if I touched them.

Is it necessary to kill my good brothers in the civil war? Is the national hero unparalleled to touch it?

How can this make sense!

So Li Ziqian smiled kindly at Mo Nanbei, waved his hand, and said calmly,

"It's okay, dad is just calling you."

Mo Nanbei:(ΩДΩ)...

A quiet and comfortable morning turned into shadowless in Li Ziqian's words.

Everything was beautiful before was like a dream bubble.

The quiet, gentle beautiful girl. The gif picture is gone.

He blinked in confusion, and finally came to his senses, Mo Nanbei's face darkened.

After taking a deep breath and pursing her lips, she cursed at Li Ziqian with anger.

"You dog can't spit out ivory things in your mouth."

Her mood was very delicate.

Why did this person start a group for no reason???

If she had to start a group, she should have taken the initiative to avoid losing!

Before Mo Nanbei could continue to say something, he only listened to Li Ziqian continue to say,

"You are my son."

“…”

Very angry.

But there is a little helpless.

How can I go back?

‘I am your father?’

Isn't that still a dog?

Thinking of this, Mo Nanbei, who was uneasy instinctively puffed up his cheeks and made a pouting gesture.

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"Do you die!!"

Damn it, why haven't this person been beaten up by someone sacking him!!!

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Apart from the wonderful communication before the booth, there was no special incident during the period when Li Ziqian and Mo Nanbei went to school together.

In other words, apart from the step of "going out separately" between the two of them, this is just their daily routine in the morning.

There is no difference.

They still came to the class by checking the spot. After handing in the homework, during the morning self-study period, the two of them still cooperated to complete the small test exercises and then seized the time to recite the text.

Everything is like "yesterday" and cannot cause any turmoil.

But life is the best at joking with people.

Just as the two were planning to finish the division of labor that Lao Wang had sent in the last class in the morning, the sports committee member walked into the class and informed him of bad news:

The physical education teacher did not ask for leave today.

Not only did he not get sick or had a meeting, he was still full of energy.

Everyone is going to change into sportswear and gather on the playground.

“…”

This is the first "extracurricular class" in the new semester so far.

Music and art teachers are very aware of the matter and have been asking for leave so far. Why do physical education teachers have unique and firmly demanding classes?

The classmate didn't understand, but this did not prevent them from doubting that it might snow today.

Among the grievances of the students who doubted their lives, Mo Nanbei was the one who reflected the strongest.

"Cao, why is the physical education teacher okay today?" Mo Nanbei cursed in a low voice while taking out his sportswear from the outer storage locker of the class.

"It's not normal for him to have the truth."

Li Ziqian was very calm about this.

After all, school has just started, physical education teachers always have to make a symbolic bubble, right?

Otherwise, I’m sorry to get a salary, right?

But obviously, Mo Nanbei doesn't seem to be very satisfied with this answer.

"Why do you still have to go to class? Didn't he go home to prepare for pregnancy?"

"Clam?"

Li Ziqian, who was listening to Mo Nanbei's mumbling, was stunned for a moment.

What is this person talking about?

"Do you want to hear what you are talking about?" Li Ziqian looked at Mo Nanbei with a slanted eye, as if he was saying, "You are afraid you are not having a serious illness."

"Ah? Don't you know this meme?"

The resentment in his heart was much greater than the desire to retort Li Ziqian at this time. Mo Nanbei ignored Li Ziqian's eyes and asked him.

"I don't know!"

This...is still a meme?

What's wrong?

Can their age be a physical education teacher to help him?

Thinking of this, he was also very illusory because of his curiosity. Considering that the toilet is destined to be very crowded and there is no place to change clothes, he simply leaned on the cabinet door and watched Mo Nanbei angrily fall on the cabinet door, waiting for her to share the so-called "pregnancy preparation" melon.

Mo Nanbei turned around in his sportswear and naturally saw Li Ziqian's arrogant standing posture and the look of watching the show.

After leaning back slightly to show respect, she asked Li Ziqian with a little hesitation.

"…What's your look?"

"The eyes of eating melons." Li Ziqian answered honestly.

“…

There is nothing shocking. The class teacher in Class 5 wanted to squeeze in classes before, and I don’t know what he thought. He told his classmates, 'Your physical education teacher is going home to prepare for pregnancy. I will take this class on my behalf.'

"Damn it."

Although it's not a melon, it's really full of funnyness.

Male physical education teacher goes home to prepare for pregnancy.

At first it sounds incredible, but if you think about it carefully... it seems that nothing is wrong?

What if people work hard and can’t take a leave to rest for a while?
Chapter completed!