"I like it!" It was precisely because she liked children that she agreed to teach children's painting at an art school run by her father's friend. www
"Yiyi, I also want to...marry you!" Lei Yiyang looked at Mu Yiyi with an extremely serious expression and serious tone. There was a bit of hope in his black eyes.
Mu Yiyi was stunned and didn't speak for at least a minute. Then he shook his head and said, "Really, I almost got deceived by you. Little brother, don't pretend to be serious and say this to a girl. If you misunderstand
, I drag you to get evidence, what are you going to do?"
"Yes! You have also noticed this. Are my acting skills that bad?" Lei Yiyang felt a little heartbroken. He squeezed the picture folder tightly and tried his best to hide his inner helplessness with some embarrassment.[
Mu Yiyi had no feelings for him. This was the 101st time that he clearly told himself in his heart. He had never actively pursued a woman, because as long as he liked it, women would line up and come to his door automatically.
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Therefore, when his heartbeat stopped and he was suffocated by pain, he felt that his self-esteem was severely frustrated, and there was an imperceptible coldness in his deep eyes.
"Hey!" Mu Yiyi raised her palm and waved it in front of his eyes.
"Do you... have someone you like?" He hesitated for a moment. He had always wanted to know this question, but had never asked her before. Now, he couldn't wait to ask it.
"Yes!" Mu Yiyi replied with a shy smile without hesitation. She didn't know there was a word for this, and it was like lightning struck Lei Yiyang at once.
"One by one..." Lei Yiyang's tone was obviously unhappy.
"Um?"
"Teacher Yiyi, can you come over and help me take a look?" At this time, a little girl's voice rang out, interrupting them.
Mu Yiyi smiled sheepishly, turned around and walked towards the little girl.
"Xiaoya, the painting is very good!" There were grass, flowers and a long-haired woman holding a little girl with braids on the drawing paper.
"But... I still want to draw my father on it, but I'm afraid my mother will scold me!" Xiaoya raised her childish face and whispered in Mu Yiyi's ear.
Mu Yiyi pressed his forehead against Xiaoya's head and said softly: "No, mom will not scold Xiaoya. You can draw whatever you want."
She knows that Xiaoya comes from a single-parent family, so she usually pays more attention to her and communicates a lot with her mother.
"You promise? Teacher Yiyi!"
"I promise!" Mu Yiyi stretched out the little finger of his right hand and said gently, "Come on, pull the hook!"
"good!"
After finishing the hook, Xiaoya began to concentrate on painting again. Mu Yiyi turned her head and saw Lei Yiyang staring at her with a look that she couldn't understand.
She thought something was wrong with her, so she straightened up quickly, lowered her head and pulled off her clothes.
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After coming out of school, Mu Yiyi's cell phone rang.
"Yiyi, is get out of class over?" came the somewhat indifferent voice of my mother, Li Wenqing, on the phone.
"Yes, Mom!"
"Go home quickly, there's something wrong!" After saying that, the caller had already hung up.
Mu Yi held her phone and fell silent. She could feel her mother's indifference almost every day since she was sensible. These memories would make her feel heartbroken in the dead of night.