Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

In the fourth class, Mu Qianqian sat in the class.

Fu Yuhuang spoke eloquently, his eyebrows were bright and confident, and the temperament exuded from his body was calm and elegant, like a high-ranking leader.

Mu Qianqian felt that she was listening to a book from heaven, yawned many times, but did not dare to sleep, her eyes were misty.

She looked at Zhou Zhi next to her and looked at the teacher intently without blinking.

"Do you understand?" Mu Qianqian asked softly.

"Teacher is so handsome." Zhou Zhi became crazy again, and her saliva was almost drooling.

Mu Qianqian raised a smile.

It turned out that Zhou Zhi couldn't understand either. She felt at ease, holding her chin in both hands and looking at Fu Yuhuang's face.

He is so good-looking, like an immortal from Jiuzhongtian, with one look, he can win a thousand miles.

However, you can see it, but you can't eat it.

She looked down from his face, to the center of his pants.

In the video, the woman eats the man, and it looks delicious, but I don't know what he tastes like.

Fu Yuhuang glanced at her, realized where she was looking, and frowned.

"Mu Qianqian." Fu Yuhuang shouted.

Mu Qianqian slowly recovered and looked up at him.

"Come to my office after class, and take the exam next week." Fu Yuhuang said solemnly.

"Ah." There was a burst of wailing in the class.

Fu Yuhuang raised a smile and stared at Mu Qianqian, "The exam results are included in the final grade."

Why does Mu Qianqian feel that there is a murderous aura, which is gloomy.

after class

She followed Fu Yuhuang into his office.

"Copy what I said today ten times, and you can leave when you're done." Fu Yuhuang pulled out his chair, sat down, and turned on the computer.

Mu Qianqian thought about writing or running?

Fu Yuhuang glanced at her coldly, as if seeing through her, "Or, do you need me to ask your parents to talk about your attitude in class?"

Mu Qianqian thought of her grandfather. Grandpa was so kind to her, and she didn't want him to be sad.

She sat opposite Fu Yuhuang, opened the textbook, and started copying.

Fu Yuhuang took out the test questions from the question bank to do the test paper, and after he was done, he glanced at the words she wrote.

Crooked, large and small, horizontal and vertical, she wrote every word and read every word.

It was appalling.

"Did you not graduate from elementary school?" Fu Yuhuang blurted out.

Mu Qianqian smiled.

She never went to elementary school at all, okay?

ignore him.

She bowed her head and continued to write the word "bird".

Fu Yuhuang couldn't stand it anymore, walked behind her, held her hand, and wrote stroke by stroke.

Mu Qianqian felt that it was good to write like this, it saved her time for reading, and she didn't have to move her mind, she just let him hold and write.

She looked up at him.

Fu Yuhuang also happened to look down at her.

Her skin is very good, delicate like a baby, it breaks when you blow the mouth, and her body is fragrant.

That fragrance is not the smell of perfume, nor the smell of shampoo and soap, but more like the fragrance of grass and flowers in nature.

He finally knew why he didn't reject her touch.

He has a very sensitive sense of smell since he was a child, and he is allergic to fat powder and perfume.

She just happened to have neither of those.

"What are you looking at, write your words." Fu Yuhuang's tone was not good and he let go.

"Can you hold my handwriting again?" Mu Qianqian said with a smile.

Fu Yuhuang's eyes darkened a bit, and he didn't speak, but he held her hand and continued to write.

Mu Qianqian was very obedient, propped her chin and let him hold the handwriting, which was faster than her own writing.

Fu Yuhuang's body was lower.

The fragrant aroma on her body was even stronger, which made his heart itch.

The blood was getting hotter and flowing to his belly.

After all, he is also a hot-blooded age, and even if he doesn't want to, there is still a reaction somewhere, at a fast speed... waiting.