"I'm sorry! Dad! I'm going to class!" She hurriedly took out her cell phone and turned off the alarm clock, and looked at Chu Mingchang solemnly, "Don't hurt Brother Zhenyu, I only have this one request!"
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"I don't want to see one day you and Brother Zhenyu become enemies, I don't want to see any of you being hurt. Just read the novel and go to www
"Yiyi, Yiyi..." Chu Mingzhang called out his daughter's name, but only her delicate back was left in front of her.
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In the classroom, Mu Yiyi stopped to watch and give instructions in front of every child who was seriously drawing.
She never brought her private affairs into the classroom. Instead, these innocent and cute children can make her laugh happily.
"Teacher Yiyi, why has that big brother not been here for a long time?" At this time, Siyuan stopped the pen in his hand and pulled the corner of Mu Yiyi's clothes and asked quietly.
"The eldest brother has returned home. His home is in Italy, very far away. However, Siyuan, you like painting so much. If you have the opportunity to go to Italy, there are so many beautiful paintings there."
"Well! OK! When I want to go there in the future, I will definitely take Teacher Yiyi with me. Let's go to find my elder brother together."
Mu Yiyi smiled and did not continue talking. He just looked at the chubby Siyuan, his eyes full of love.
The child is her favorite.
I have no scheming, simple, kind-heartedness, and always have the best wishes and imaginations about the world.
Just like that big boy, little brother, she sighed and wished him in her heart that he could get his happiness!
"Draw well!" Mu Yiyi smiled and touched Siyuan's head, and walked towards Xiaoya in front of him.
Xiaoya's face turned a little red and her expression looked tired. She had no strength when she was drawing on white paper.
Mu Yiyi looked at the clock on the wall. It was already half past eight and get out of class was about to end.
So she stood beside Xiaoya, bent down and asked gently, "Xiaoya, are you feeling uncomfortable? Otherwise, go home with your mother first! You can take the painting back home and draw it when you have time."
"Teacher Yiyi, mom is going to work overtime today..."
"Do you want to come here to pick you up later?"
"Well! But... Teacher Yiyi, I feel very uncomfortable!"
"Xiaoya, what's wrong with you?" Mu Yiyi found something wrong with her words, so he quickly reached out and touched her forehead. It was so hot.
"You have a fever, Xiaoya, come, come with me!" Mu Yiyi led Xiaoya out of the classroom.
Back at the office, she asked Xiaoya to sit in her seat, then took a thermometer out of the drawer, shook it, and carefully helped Xiaoya to put it under her armpit.[
"Teacher He, please help me watch my student. Xiaoya is sick. If it is serious, I will take her to the hospital for a look."
"Okay, Yiyi, don't worry! I'll go and help you watch them. It's okay..." Teacher He walked over and pulled Xiaoya's hot little hand and said, "Xiaoya, you have to listen to Teacher Yiyi's words. It's okay, huh?"
"Yeah! Thank you teacher!" Xiaoya answered well.
Five minutes later, Mu Yiyi took out the thermometer from Xiaoya's armpit and took a closer look.