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

Qin Moru didn't know how long this kiss lasted, she only knew that she had to end it before she had kissed enough.

A certain little girl named Tang Han bit her hand very precisely and forcefully.

Before Qin Moru could understand what was going on, a burst of severe pain came up along her fingers, irritating her nerves one after another.

"Shut up!" Qin Moru yelled at Tang Han at the top of his voice, and retracted his hand with great effort.

Tang Han stared at her with staring eyes, increased the strength of his mouth, and expressed his dissatisfaction with wordless actions.

"I'll say it again, shut up!" Qin Moru gritted his teeth and said to her, the other free hand pulled Tang Han's cheek vigorously.

Ai Qiao just sat in the back, watching Qin Moru and Tang Han stare at each other, her sad mood suddenly changed a little, and she even smiled out of thin air.

Three seconds later, Ai Qiao laughed out loud.

"Teacher Ai..." Qin Moru turned to look at her with an ugly smile, "Stop laughing, help me..."

"Okay." Ai Qiao nodded quickly, stretched her hand forward and placed it on Tang Han's head.

"What's wrong?" Ai Qiao asked her, "Are you unhappy?"

Tang Han blinked.

"Why?" Ai Qiao asked softly.

"She bullied you." Tang Han whispered while biting Qin Moru's finger.

"She didn't." Ai Qiao shook her head, and glanced in the direction of Qin Moru, "She is a very nice person, we are good friends, and she didn't bully me."

"Who said that!" Tang Han let go of his mouth, looking extremely emotional, "You are obviously crying, and your tears haven't been wiped away yet!"

"Look at you...you look very sad, you have to suffer so much to be like this! I, I..." Tang Han didn't say any more, her eyes suddenly turned gray.

Immediately afterwards, she hugged her head tightly, tears streaming down uncontrollably, looking so painful and helpless.

Still didn't say it, that sentence seemed to be a curse, imprisoning Tang Han's thoughts and freedom, and trapped her in the memories of the past.

No one will ever know how painful my life is...

Seeing her like this, Ai Qiao suddenly felt that her heart was tightly grasped by something, and she couldn't breathe. She gently wiped away the tears on Tang Han's face with her hands.

"Don't cry, we were wrong..." Ai Qiao said distressedly.

Tang Han didn't respond, as if she didn't hear what Ai Qiao said, she was still crying loudly.

When Ai Qiao wanted to say something more, Qin Moru put his index finger to his lips and made a silent movement.

"Teacher Ai stop talking, let her take it easy." Qin Moru sighed, "Her thinking is different from our normal people, and she probably can't listen to anything now."

"Okay..." Ai Qiao looked at Tang Han worriedly for a while, then silently withdrew her hand.

"Sit down!" Qin Moru instructed Tang Han in a hoarse voice, and then restarted the motorcycle.

The car galloped again, galloping in the streets and alleys, it seemed no different from before.

The only difference is that the two passengers in the car cried for no reason.

You see, the one sitting in front is still crying.

Qin Moru shook his head in distress, and accelerated the speed of the car.

After accelerating and accelerating for about five or six minutes, Qin Moru finally brought them to their destination.

After parking the car, Qin Moru invited Ai Qiao down first, and then pulled Tang Han down hard.

Tang Han's mood at this time was better than before, and he knew how to curl his lips and complain, and even gave Qin Moru a big roll of his eyes.

Qin Moru: mmp, this is a large non-burnable garbage.

"You... do you live here by yourself?" Because she heard Qin Moru talk about her parents and knew about the tense relationship between Qin Jing and Qin Moru, Ai Qiao could probably guess this question. The answer is up.

Qin Moruo nodded, his expression looked very free and easy.

Ai Qiao smiled at her lightly and said nothing more.

……

After skillfully opening the security door, Qin Moru invited Ai Qiao and Tang Han into the room together.

This is a room of about 50 square meters, neither too big nor too small, it is enough for a person like Qin Moru who lives alone.

Although Qin Moru always seemed to be careless and careless on weekdays, the room unexpectedly didn't look too messy, on the contrary it could be said to be clean.

The things inside are arranged in an orderly manner, the desktop and the floor are clean, and even the blankets are laid out with a very artistic sense, which makes people feel very comfortable at a glance.

Ai Qiao suddenly remembered that Qin Moru once told her that I am a person who is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and my level is slightly lower than those artists.

That's right, she is indeed an artist, and Ai Qiao has felt it from the moment she stepped into the room.

"Keep working hard." Ai Qiao reached out and patted Qin Moru's shoulder, with a smile on her face.

Qin Moru: "???"

Ai Qiao didn't speak any more, just smiled softly.

[Teacher Ai, would you like something to drink? ] After placing Ai Qiao and the others on the sofa, Qin Moru resumed the previous communication method.

"Plain water is fine, thank you." Ai Qiao said, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

"What does Tang Han want to see?" Ai Qiao turned her head and asked Tang Han who was still sobbing beside her.

"Sister Mengmeng..." After three or four seconds, Tang Han responded in a low voice.

It's over, now even the pink five-pointed star is no longer called, and Liu Meng has directly become synonymous with Pai Daxing.

"Don't say that in front of her, you know?" Ai Qiao rubbed Tang Han's head dumbfounded.

"Oh." Tang Han responded casually, not sure if he listened to Ai Qiao's words.

"Cough!" Qin Moru, who was about to come out of the kitchen with two glasses of water, happened to catch this scene, and coughed dryly in great dissatisfaction.

Ai Qiao withdrew her hand from Tang Han's head almost reflexively.

【I am your pro-student! ] After handing the water to Ai Qiao, Qin Moru took the mobile phone and showed Ai Qiao the words typed on the screen.

"I know, I know." Ai Qiao smiled helplessly.

[She should stop making trouble for the time being, right? ] Qin Moru nodded in satisfaction and asked.

"Probably not." Ai Qiao turned her head to look at Tang Han's profile.

At this time, Tang Han was concentrating on the TV, and the light and shadow cast from the screen shone on her face, creating a soft light, which highlighted the happiness in her eyes more and more.

At that moment Ai Qiao suddenly felt that the little girl in front of her was a normal person, no different from others.

In fact, she should have been like this.

"You watch TV here first, I'll go with her to do something, and I'll be back in a while." Ai Qiao said to her softly.

Tang Han nodded slightly, and murmured, "Come back early."

"Okay, I see." Ai Qiao smiled at her, got up from the sofa and followed Qin Moru into the bedroom.

The bedroom was as clean and tidy as the living room. I don't know if Qin Moru used some air freshener, but there was still a faint fragrance in the room.

Qin Moru stood not far from Ai Qiao and waved to her.

Ai Qiao hummed, and walked towards Qin Moru's direction.

Putting it in front of Qin Moru was a piano. It could be seen that this piano had a sense of age. The English words printed on it with golden paint were a bit blurred, and the edges and corners of the piano were also a little worn.

But this does not affect its beauty, and because of Qin Moru's proper maintenance, this piano still looks beautiful and solemn.

Qin Moru sat on the chair in front of him and opened the lid of the piano.

At the same time, Ai Qiao noticed the words engraved on the piano cover at a glance.

Jiang Yingxue.

"Is this your mother's piano?" Ai Qiao asked softly.

Qin Moru nodded noncommittally.

[Teacher Ai, sit down, I'll play a piece for you. ] After that, she took out her mobile phone and typed these words on the screen.

Ai Qiao responded, arranged her clothes and sat beside Qin Moru.

This was the first time she performed playing the piano for others, not to mention that sitting in front of her was her favorite teacher, which made Qin Moru feel a little nervous, and her breathing became short unconsciously.

"You play it, I'll listen carefully." Ai Qiao saw her nervousness, and a smile rose from the corner of her lips, "Our Ms. Qin's music is absolutely beautiful."

"En." Qin Moru responded with a smile, dropped his hand and played the first syllable.

It was a very light but very heavy syllable, like raindrops hitting the leaves. Although it will eventually pass away, it still left traces of what once existed in that small piece of heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, all the raindrops condensed together and burst out in Ai Qiao's heart.

A series of smooth music slipped out from Qin Moru's fingertips, like a magical chain, locking Ai Qiao firmly in the melody.

Sadness, joy, expectation, disappointment... Ai Qiao was surprised to find that she could capture so many emotions from it.

Little by little, one by one, belong to Qin Moru's emotions.

At the end of the song, Qin Moru turned his head to look at Ai Qiao's face.

Ai Qiao sat quietly on the spot, her eyes still fixed on the keys on the piano, and she didn't take it back for a long time.

Qin Moru smiled, raised his hand and snapped his fingers next to Ai Qiao's ear.

"It's time to return to Teacher Ai." Qin Moru said.

Hearing Qin Moru calling her, Ai Qiao suddenly came back to her senses, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised before she could speak.

"Qin Moru, you are a genius." Then she said.

The author has something to say: I'm not feeling well, and I've made an old mistake again... The saved manuscript just happened to be out of QAQ, wow, what a sad day _(:з」∠)_

The day is even more fixed. In the future, if there is something to do, it will be about three thousand, and if there is time, it will be four thousand, five thousand, six thousand!

The little angels are all for pampering, not cheating, it’s Christmas Eve, I wish you all a happy Christmas Eve and have fun~

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