do not move!This is my daughter-in-law

Qin Moru felt that he should have fallen into the vicious cycle of alternating good luck and bad luck again, and he might not be able to get out of it for a while.

It was a bad thing that Ai Qiao was kidnapped, but it was a good thing that Qin Moru rescued her teacher Ai and was kissed by teacher Ai.

But how could the God of Destiny let her go, if he gave her sweetness, he had to let her exchange something, such as a voice.

Severe cold and excessive use of her throat today, shouting and yelling and anxious, if it is not bad, she feels that she is really sorry for this bloody life.

Qin Moru sighed hoarsely, picked up the [-]ml water glass on the table and took a sip.

After she put down the water glass, Ai Qiao's text message also replied.

"Is it serious, do you want me to see you?"

She didn't mention what to do with the New Year's Day show at all. Ai Qiao cared more about her than about that broken show.

Thinking of this, Qin Moru suddenly wanted to laugh, and the irritability in his eyes eased a lot.

"It's okay, you don't need to come over so late, Teacher Ai, I'm in good condition now, but I don't know if I'll be fine on the day of the performance." Qin Moru quickly replied the text message.

"It depends on the situation. If it doesn't work, I'll find someone to replace you, so you don't have to. Your body is still important." Ai Qiao said.

"Okay." Qin Moru thought for a while, and finally replied with a good word, and then she added, "I will try my best to get back to normal before that day."

"Yeah." Ai Qiao raised a smile and returned a hug.

"Ah!" Qin Moru was a little surprised when he saw Ai Qiao's reply, and quickly pressed the screenshot button to save Ai Qiao's hug.

Then she stared at the picture like a mentally retarded person and laughed for a long time.

Wang Zhishan is an ordinary boy. He went to an ordinary high school, had an ordinary family, lived an ordinary life, and mixed an ordinary life. If there is anything different, it must be that he has a class [-] S student at the same table. .

But at this moment, his deskmate was sitting on the seat with a black face, not saying a word.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" Wang Zhishan sat down on the chair and looked aside suspiciously.

Qin Moru glared at him, then shook his head slightly.

"Did the dog bite you or did you bite the dog?" Wang Zhishan asked again.

Qin Moru rolled his very big eyes, and shook his head again.

"Are you dumb?!" Wang Zhishan asked her angrily.

Qin Moru nodded.

Wang Zhishan stared at her face for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"I told you to be so turbulent, and the retribution came too suddenly..." Before he finished speaking, Qin Moru raised his hand and threw him off the stool.

"Except for my throat being ruined, my ability to hit you hasn't declined at all." Qin Moru took out a pen and scribbled on the paper.

"Really?" Wang Zhishan sat on the ground in a daze and asked.

"Yeah." Qin Moru nodded.

"Fuck..." Wang Zhishan muttered, patted the dirt on his buttocks and stood up from the ground.

Qin Moru raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

The first period was still the hypnotic math class given by Teacher Ruanmeng. Qin Moru stared at the blackboard for a while, and felt a little sleepy, so he lowered his head and lay down on the table.

Between half asleep and half awake, a melody suddenly sounded in her mind.

It was a piece played on the piano, and it sounded very soothing, as if it could hit the heart directly.

But if you can calm down and listen carefully, you can hear a touch of sadness, interspersed in the notes, hidden in the deepest part, it sounds like nothing, but you can hardly ignore it.

Because its presence is both faint and distinct.

This song was written by Qin Moru herself, and it took three nights to finish it. She had practiced it so many times that she couldn't even count it.

If such a piece of music can't be performed, to be honest, Qin Moru would feel sorry for himself.

What's more, she still wants to play for that person.

Qin Moru lay on the table and smiled lightly, after which she fell asleep in a daze.

Teacher Ai visited her dream again.

This time it was no longer an unspeakable dream, but very pure and beautiful.

In the dream, Ai Qiao was wearing a pure white dress, looking extremely beautiful and elegant. She was standing at the window, smiling at Qin Moru against the light.

The sun was dancing on her hair, and the wind was blowing gently, sending the fragrance of Ai Qiao's body into Qin Moru's nostrils.

Qin Moru was a little emotional, she blinked, and nervously called out the name of the person in front of her.

"Hush." ​​Ai Qiao put her index finger in front of her lips, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became deeper. She said, "Listen, I'm singing."

"I'm singing, the song you wrote to me."

Qin Moru sat up suddenly and bumped into Wang Zhishan.

"What are you doing!" Wang Zhishan yelled at her.

"Do you still remember what happened before the first year of high school?!" Qin Moru wrote quickly on the paper.

"Nonsense." Wang Zhishan glanced at the content on the paper, patted his chest proudly, "I've never forgotten anything."

Afterwards, he blushed suddenly, and it took him a long time to mutter: "Except for the knowledge in the textbook."

"Then you, do you still remember who sang the opening song on the stage during the school celebration!!!" Qin Moru drew three exclamation marks in a row.

Seeing these three exclamation marks, Wang Zhishan also realized the importance of the matter. He frowned and thought about it carefully, and then said softly: "It's Ai, Teacher Ai."

"Are you sure!!!" Qin Moru lowered his head and wrote on the paper, the words flew up.

"I'm sure." Wang Zhishan nodded emphatically.

Qin Moru snapped her fingers very excitedly, and then she patted Wang Zhishan's shoulder with a heavy-duty expression.

Before Wang Zhishan could ask, Qin Moru got up from his seat and stood up.

Wang Zhishan: "Meow meow?"

The math teacher on the podium noticed her movements, and before Qin Moru could say anything, he took the initiative to say, "Go."

Qin Moru smiled gratefully at her.

Walking out of the class door, Qin Moru quickly walked towards the office. Although it was still the first class, Ai Qiao had always come early, so she must be in the office at this time.

The facts also verified Qin Moru's conjecture. When she arrived, Ai Qiao was indeed there, but she was not the only one in the office, and there was a girl standing in front of her.

A very beautiful girl, looking fair and clean, with a slightly thin body, beautiful almond eyes, and a tear mole hanging from the corner of the eye, the curvature of the lips is very beautiful, and it looks dewy and tender.

If she smiled, she must look good, but at this time she didn't, and instead looked a little sluggish.

"Why are you here?" Ai Qiao turned her head to look at Qin Moru, with a smile in her eyes.

Qin Moru patted her chest, then nodded her eyes, and finally she pointed in the direction of Ai Qiao.

[I'll come and see you. 】

"Isn't her voice bad?" Ai Qiao felt a little worried when she saw that she could only communicate with herself in this way.

Qin Moru shook his head.

Seeing this, Ai Qiao sighed softly.

Tang Han stood aside and watched their interaction, a strange emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Then why did you come to see me?" Ai Qiao asked, not forgetting Tang Han's existence at the same time, reached out to pick up a piece of chocolate from the table and put it in her palm.

Tang Han stared at the chocolate for a few moments, and threw it into his mouth without tearing off the wrapping paper.

Qin Moru stared at her movements with wide eyes, quickly took three or four steps forward and patted her on the back a few times.

Tang Han spat out the chocolate again with a gulp.

Qin Moru pointed to Tang Han, then pointed to the ground, shrugging.

Ai Qiao smiled helplessly.

"She learns things slower than others." Ai Qiao said softly.

Qin Moru was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"Then you sit here for a while, and I'll talk to you after I have something to say?" Ai Qiao said softly to Tang Han in front of her.

After four or five seconds, she hummed lightly.

Ai Qiao raised her hand and rubbed her hair. When she turned her face again, Qin Moru looked obviously unhappy.

Ai Qiao had no choice but to get up again, stood in front of Qin Moru and rubbed her twice.

After a while, Qin Moru showed a smile.

"Now you can tell me, what can I do for you?" Ai Qiao asked with a smile.

Qin Moru nodded, took out his phone from his pocket and started typing.

Ai Qiao leaned over to watch.

[Teacher Ai, I want you to perform with me. 】

Ai Qiao looked up at her in surprise.

[Piano performance.I play, you sing. 】

"This..." Ai Qiao shook her head in distress, "I can't do it?"

[You can, Mr. Ai, I believe in you. 】

When she raised her head again, Ai Qiao read a smile from Qin Moru's eyes.

Not only a smile, but even a hint of pride.

Facing the person standing in front of her, Ai Qiao suddenly felt a little hot on her cheeks.

Immediately afterwards, she saw Qin Moru lower his head again, typing something on his phone quickly.

After a while, she held up her phone.

[Ms. Ai, this is a song I wrote for you. 】This sentence is written on it impressively.

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