Mo Yu took the reply letter and asked Mo Zhicheng: "Then I will give it to him tomorrow?"
"Well, give it to him quietly, don't let others see it." Mo Zhicheng nodded, "Besides, you are in the third grade of junior high school now, and your time is very tight, so you don't need to help others too much."
"Yes, I understand." Mo Yu nodded.
Mo Zhicheng asked Mo Yu worriedly: "Do you know what to say?"
"Dad, don't worry, I know what to do." Mo Yu said confidently.
It was her first time encountering such a thing, so she had no experience.
Now that her father has told her, she knows what to do.
Mo Zhicheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Mo Yu had gone back to his room to rest.
Just now Yang Yujuan was fierce to Mo Yu, and Mo Zhicheng was worried that Mo Yu would have other ideas.
Fortunately, after his persuasion, Mo Yu was fine, and he felt relieved.
Mo Zhicheng proudly whispered to Yang Yujuan: "How about it, am I good?"
Yang Yujuan nodded secretly. Mo Zhicheng's performance just now was good. She was also afraid of what would happen to Mo Yu just now, but after being persuaded by Mo Zhicheng, nothing unexpected happened. She listened to Mo Zhicheng's words and wrote a reply.
Yang Yujuan read the reply and found that it was well written. She rejected the boy directly and told him not to eat swan meat. She felt relieved.
But she thought about Mo Zhicheng's cruelty to her just now, and she became angry again. She stretched out her hand and pinched the soft flesh of Mo Zhicheng's left waist hard.
"Ah." Mo Zhicheng gasped.
Although it hurt, Mo Zhicheng did not dare to say anything for fear of making Yang Yujuan angry again. "Honey..." As soon as he said this, Mo Zhicheng felt the soft flesh of his left waist hurt even more.
"Yujuan, please be gentle." Mo Zhicheng bared his teeth. It seemed that Yang Yujuan had not pinched him many times over the years.
"Humph, weren't you very awesome just now? You dared to hurt me, now you are so awesome?" Yang Yujuan cursed angrily.
"How can I dare to hurt you?" Mo Zhicheng explained, "I got anxious because of Mo Yu's incident and suddenly forgot about it. Now, even if you give me a thousand courages, I won't dare to hurt you anymore.
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Yang Yujuan glared at Mo Zhicheng: "You have become glib now."
"No, I really don't dare to hurt you now. It was just because of Mo Yu's incident, I was just anxious for a moment, please don't blame me, okay?" Mo Zhicheng apologized to Yang Yujuan.
Yang Yujuan, who had finished taking a shower at this time, had an indescribable fragrance coming from her body, which made Mo Zhicheng want to get closer to her the more he smelled it.
But Mo Zhicheng didn't dare. It's no better now than it was before. As long as he gets close to Yang Yujuan now, she will probably kick him away.
"Hmph, I'll let you off this time. You continue to pay attention to Mo Yu's situation. If anything unexpected happens to her again, I won't be done with you." Yang Yujuan warned Mo Zhicheng.
Mo Zhicheng thought to himself: I want you to be with me forever.
But Mo Zhicheng also knew that this was an extravagant hope. Yang Yujuan was a stubborn person.
She had decided that even if a hundred cows came to pull her, they would not be able to pull her back.
Now Yang Yujuan has not divorced him because of her mother's illness. As long as her mother's illness is cured and she can walk on her own, she will divorce him.
In fact, Mo Zhicheng is a bit conflicted now. He wants his mother's illness to get better soon, but he also wants Yang Yujuan not to divorce him.
Alas, life is like this, nine times out of ten it will be unsatisfactory.
Seeing that Mo Zhicheng did not answer her, Yang Yujuan asked angrily: "Mo Zhicheng, didn't you hear what I said?"
"I do. I will definitely watch over Mo Yu and won't let anything happen to her." Mo Zhicheng said swornly.
To be honest, when he knew that Mo Yu had received the love letter, he felt bad and thought about how to deal with this matter.
Now that Mo Yu said that she didn't like that boy, he felt relieved.
"Okay, you go and correct your homework, I'm going to bed." After saying that, Yang Yujuan went back to the room.
Mo Zhicheng then remembered that he had not finished grading today's homework, so he hurried to the room.
Because the light in the room was dim, Yang Yujuan walked carefully when she entered the room. She didn't dare to turn on the light for fear of waking up Mo Li, so she walked a little slowly.
Mo Zhicheng rushed inside in a hurry and accidentally bumped into Yang Yujuan in front.
Yang Yujuan never thought that Mo Zhicheng would bump into her and she fell forward.
Mo Zhicheng hugged Yang Yujuan quickly with his hands and eyes, and asked him to hug her a little tighter as he was used to.
This was a body he was very familiar with, especially since he hadn't been close to it for a long time, which gave him a very impulsive feeling...
Yang Yujuan did not expect that Mo Zhicheng would hug her, and she stood there silently and without any movement.
So, the two people stayed there like this, and time seemed to have stopped.
I don't know how long it took, but Yang Yujuan felt something strange about Mo Zhicheng, pushed his arm away angrily, and whispered: "You are a gangster."
"I saw you were about to fall, so I hugged you." Mo Zhicheng explained awkwardly.
"Hmph, you knocked me down on purpose and then took advantage of me. Don't think that I don't know your bad intentions." Yang Yujuan scolded.
"I really didn't know you were in front..." At this point, Mo Zhicheng felt that he was wrong.
Yang Yujuan clearly returned to the room just now, and he followed her in. How could he not know that she was in front?
Alas, it was all my fault that I was too hasty and hit her.
But having said that, it seemed like he wasn't at a big loss because he was able to hold her just now. It felt really good.
"If you say one more thing, I'll be rude to you." Yang Yujuan said with a fierce face.
Mo Zhicheng said softly: "Just hit me, it was my fault."
How could Yang Yujuan hit Mo Zhicheng? She just glared at him and returned to the bed.
Mo Zhicheng was secretly amused. Every time he asked her to hit him, she wouldn't do it. This method worked every time.
Mo Zhicheng was sitting on a chair correcting his homework, but the scene just now was echoing in his mind, echoing Yang Yujuan's fragrant...
In the afternoon of the next day, Mo Zhicheng went to Class 5(3) with his homework book in his arms.
In the corridor, Mo Zhicheng saw Xiaonan holding her belly and looking sad.
"Xiaonan, what's wrong with you?" Mo Zhicheng walked over and asked.
"Teacher Mo, I'm hungry. Can I bring something from home to school to eat?" Xiaonan begged, "If I stay so hungry every day, I might be stunted."
Seeing Xiaonan's painful look, Mo Zhicheng hesitated for a moment, and finally said in a low voice: "You can only bring one biscuit in the afternoon and eat it secretly in a place where no one is around, so as not to be seen by others."
"Great, thank you, Teacher Mo." Xiaonan jumped up excitedly.
Mo Zhicheng scolded: "Why are you shouting so loudly? Do you want others to hear you?"
Xiaonan rubbed her head in embarrassment: "I'm so happy."
"Remember not to tell others." Mo Zhicheng gave Xiaonan a few words.
