Xueba is as beautiful as a flower

"Really?"

No man can endure being questioned over and over again, let alone facing the one he loves.

Zhou Chen only felt an unknown fire rushing straight to the top of his head. He stepped forward with his long legs and sat directly on Zhong Chen's body. He pressed a button with his fingers and put Zhong Chen's seat down completely. He grabbed his wrist and pressed it on top of his head. He stabbed the murder weapon between his legs, stared at him and asked, "Is Manager Zhong questioning my ability?"

Zhong Chen glanced at him indifferently, as if he was not worried about his situation, and said: "If Mr. Zhou only has these things in his mind, he will be even worse than them."

In front of him was his delicate and beautiful face. His brown hair and tear moles at the corners of his eyes added to his beauty, but he had an indifferent expression.

Such a beauty is right under him, I believe no one can stop him.

If he hadn't seen Zhong Chen's drunken appearance that day, and knew that Zhong Chen had a knot in his heart, Zhou Chen would have continued to do it without hesitation, but it's a pity that the time is wrong and the place is wrong.

He lowered his head, bit Zhong Chen's ear hard, and gasped, "If Manager Zhong doesn't want to, then stop saying these words that make me want to fuck you."

After finishing speaking, he managed to see Zhong Chen frowned, as if expressing his disapproval of his vulgar words.

He didn't care about the general, and smiled lowly, "In addition, I am looking forward to your lovers, I want to see how 'strong' they are, and I will also learn, so that I can satisfy you in the future."

After speaking, get off him, sit back in your seat, and start the car.

Zhong Chen straightened his clothes as if nothing had happened, returned the seat to its original position, and slowly closed his eyes, but his eyelashes were trembling slightly, revealing that his heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Zhou Chen quickly drove the car to the place, but it was different from the coffee shop, movie theater and other places he imagined. This was a children's welfare home.

As soon as Zhong Chen got out of the car, many five or six-year-old children rushed towards Zhong Chen excitedly.

"Teacher Zhong!"

"Teacher Zhong is here!"

"Hi Teacher Zhong!"

Zhong Chen squatted down and asked with a smile, "Are you doing your homework seriously?"

The children raised their chubby hands one after another, and answered crisply: "Yes!"

Under the sun, the young man in white smiled warmly, which made his delicate and beautiful face even more radiant. When we met again ten years later, Zhou Chen saw such a smile on Zhong Chen's face for the first time.

A little girl with two braids saw Zhou Chen sharply, pointed at him and asked, "Mr. Zhong, who is this uncle?"

"Uncle?" Hearing this address, Zhou Chen's face darkened, and he emphasized, "I'm brother!"

Probably because of a change of place, Zhong Chen seemed to have let go of his indifference in the company. Seeing Zhou Chen's expression, he couldn't help laughing, and said to the little girl, "He is my immediate boss, super fierce."

The little girl was so frightened that she grabbed the corner of Zhong Chen's clothes and whispered, "Then Teacher Zhong, don't bring him here anymore!"

Zhong Chen glanced at Zhou Chen, and said helplessly: "I don't want to bring him here either, he begged for nothing. It's okay, let's just ignore him." Saying this, he led the little girl away go in.

The little girl turned her head and made a face at Zhou Chen. Zhou Chen was so angry that he wanted to grab the little girl and teach him a lesson. Then he thought, forget it, it's rare to see his wife's smile. He is younger than a child. What is it?As soon as he took a step, he also walked in.

During the period, Zhong Chen greeted the dean and took the children to a classroom. Seeing that Zhou Chen was about to follow in, he hurriedly pushed him outside and said, "I'm going to class, go out and wait." .”

Zhou Chen looked at him with a playful smile on his lips, "Is this the date you said? There are indeed a lot of them, but it doesn't seem to satisfy you..."

Seeing a child sticking his head out, Zhong Chen felt a little embarrassed, and reprimanded him: "In front of the child, what nonsense are you talking about! Get out!"

Zhou Chen shrugged and asked, "It's too boring to be alone, what do you teach?"

Zhong Chen paused, and said, "Chinese, mathematics, English."

"So many..." Zhou Chen glanced at him with a half-smile, "Are you good at math?"

"It's enough to teach them at this age..."

Zhong Chen was extremely contemptuous of Zhou Chen's behavior of looking down on his mathematics, so he raised his eyebrows angrily and asked, "Could it be that you came to teach?"

Zhou Chen nodded and said, "Okay, I can teach as I teach. I wonder if Teacher Zhong likes me or not?"

"That depends on whether the children like you or not."

Zhong Chen didn't expect him to be so thick-skinned, so he gave him a blank look and walked into the classroom.

Zhou Chen walked in, and said briskly, "Why don't children welcome Teacher Zhong's boyfriend?"

"Please pay attention to your words..."

Zhong Chen turned his head and wanted to remind Zhou Chen, but he saw Zhou Chen quickly showing a smiling face, and greeted the children friendly: "Hi, friends, my name is Zhou Chen, and I belong to your Teacher Zhong..." Speaking of Here, Zhou Chen turned his head and glanced at Zhong Chen. The latter's face was full of warning, as if he would rush over and kill him if he talked nonsense. He blinked at Zhong Chen, then turned around and continued. : "Friends. You can call me Teacher Zhou, and I will teach you mathematics now."

The little girl with shofar braids stood up and asked with wide eyes, "Do you have Mr. Zhong for your math?"

Judging by the expression, she seemed very dissatisfied with Zhou Chen, the person who replaced her Teacher Zhong.

"Of course."

Zhou Chen nodded triumphantly, gave Zhong Chen a meaningful look, and said, "When I was in school, I was still the one who taught you Mathematics, Mr. Zhong."

The little girl with shofar braids seemed to be in disbelief, she blinked her big eyes at Zhong Chen, and asked him for confirmation: "Mr. Zhong, is this true?"

Zhong Chen looked at Zhou Chen's proud eyes and the little girl's innocent big eyes, nodded, and said, "Yes."

"Wow! Better than Teacher Zhong's math!"

The little girl looked at Zhou Chen with bright eyes instantly, and said to Zhou Chen: "Then Teacher Zhou, teach us quickly!"

Zhou Chen smiled and said hello, then raised his eyebrows to Zhong Chen, turned around and walked up to the podium, standing with his hands behind his back, with a confident look on his face.

Zhong Chen looked at the arrogant person on the podium, muttered something in a low voice, and simply sat in the empty seat in the first row.

The girl with shofar braids shook the textbook in her hand at him, "Mr. Zhou, don't you use textbooks for your lectures?"

The conditions in the orphanage are simple and there is no modern multimedia equipment. Zhong Chen usually teaches them and only uses the most primitive textbooks and chalk. During class, the little ones take notes and remember very carefully.

"The textbook is so boring, let's change to a new way—"

The corners of Zhou Chen's lips curled up, and the outline of his handsome face became more and more charming under the sunlight.

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Zhong Chen's body, and his thin lips spat out the three most common words: "Tell a story."

When the children heard the story, their eyes widened.

Zhou Chen blinked, and said mysteriously: "Today, let's first tell a story about Zhu Bajie picking peaches..."

The stories Zhou Chen told contained mathematical problems, and he asked the children to think about the problems while telling them. If the children's thinking was blocked, he would guide them slowly and patiently.

The way Zhou Chen lectured was wild and unconstrained. While telling stories, he also drew some interesting graphics on the blackboard. The children listened with gusto.

Zhong Chen looked at the tall man on the podium, and suddenly remembered what they said on their birthday that year that they wanted to be a Chinese teacher and a math teacher. After ten years of separation...but in this way...it came true.

Sensing that his emotions were out of control, in order to cover up, he went out and poured a glass of water. When he came back, he found Zhou Chen teaching children to play games with their mobile phones.

The children in the orphanage rarely have access to mobile phones due to poor conditions. The mobile phone in Zhou Chen's hand is like a fresh toy, attracting their curiosity.

Zhou Chen sat where he was sitting just now, and the children circled around him, either standing or sitting, watching him play games, all very excited.

"Teacher Zhou, come on!"

"Quick! Get rid of the other party!"

"Wow! It's gone! Teacher Zhou, you are so handsome! A god-level equipment broke out!"

Among them, the little girl with shofar braids screamed the loudest. Looking at Zhou Chen, her big eyes were full of admiration.

Zhong Chen walked over with a dark face, and the children automatically moved out of the way when they saw him coming.

"It's been a long time since I played, I'm a bit unfamiliar."

Zhou Chen had just killed the opponent's regiment by himself, and was in a state of excitement when the mobile phone in his hand was suddenly taken away by a slender white hand.

Looking up, he saw Zhong Chen standing in front of him, with anger in his eyes, "What are you doing?!"

Zhou Chen chuckled and showed his white teeth: "get out of class is over, teach them to play games for a while, relax their minds, or they should learn to be stupid."

"Playing games? Relax your mind? I see that you are having a great time!" Zhong Chen pointed his hand outside the door, "You don't need to teach me, just get out!"

The little girl with shofar braids hurried over and grabbed Zhong Chen's clothes, and said, "Mr. Zhong, don't chase Mr. Zhou away. Mr. Zhou is a very nice person. We asked him to teach us how to play games. Mr. Zhong should punish us. "

The children came over one after another to plead for Zhou Chen: "Mr. Zhong, don't chase Mr. Zhou away."

Zhou Chen raised his hands in cooperation, and sincerely admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, I will never play games again, and I will leave the phone to you."

It looked like a husband who was caught secretly playing games by his wife.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhong Chen was both angry and funny. After only taking the class for a while, Zhou Chen bought it all?Closing his eyes, he said to Zhou Chen, "Sit here and reflect on yourself, and I will attend the next class."

Zhou Chen nodded again and again, and said, "Okay, I must reflect on myself, little..."

He stopped on purpose, and saw that Zhong Chen's pupils seemed to dilate a little as he wished, and continued: "You go to class well!"

"Let me see you teaching children to play with mobile phones again, and you will get out!"

Zhong Chen put aside the strangeness in his heart, snorted coldly, threw the phone to him, and walked to the podium.

Seeing that Zhong Chen didn't seem to be angry anymore, the children went back to their seats and sat down.

Zhong Chen picked up the Chinese book, looked past Zhou Chen in the first row who kept beckoning to him, looked at the children, and asked, "Who can recite the homework I left in last class?"

As he said that, he took out another little red flower seal and said with a smile, "You will be rewarded with a little red flower when you memorize it."

When the children saw the little red flower seal in Zhong Chen's hand, their eyes lit up, but when they thought of reciting their homework, they all lowered their heads again.

At this time, a well-behaved, quiet and handsome little boy raised his hand.

Zhong Chen pointed to the little boy, and the little boy stood up with a very serious expression, as if participating in a certain ceremony, and recited the poem bit by bit.

The recitation homework Zhong Chen left in the last class was a very long poem. The little boy not only recited it fluently, but also pronounced it very accurately and emotionally. He must have put a lot of effort into it.

Zhong Chen looked at the little boy, as if seeing himself back then, walked over and covered the back of his hand with a small red flower, and at the same time smiled and said to him: "You recite it very well."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhong."

The little boy seemed very excited, looking at Zhong Chen full of admiration and admiration.

The other children looked at the little boy covered with red flowers and were very envious.

At this time, a deep and magnetic voice sounded: "Mr. Zhong, I want little red flowers too!"

Zhong Chen followed the sound and saw Zhou Chen raising his hand, which seemed very abrupt among a group of children.

The little girl with shofar braids looked at Zhou Chen, pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "Mr. Zhou, how old are you, and you still want to grab the little red flower from us!"

Zhou Chen looked at Zhong Chen, blinked his eyes, and said, "I can also recite, Mr. Zhong, didn't you just say that if you recite it, there will be little red flowers?"

Zhong Chen looked at him, gritted his teeth and nodded, "Yes."

According to memory, Zhou Chen quickly recited the poem that the little boy had memorized just now, and then reached out to Zhong Chen, saying: "Mr. Zhong, little red flower."

Zhong Chen walked over helplessly, looked at Zhou Chen who was sitting there like a big dog waiting to be fed, sighed in his heart, pulled his hand over, and prepared to cover Zhou Chen with a small red flower.

Zhou Chen grabbed Zhong Chen's arm with his backhand and stretched out his hand, pulled his body down, and whispered to his ear, "It's not here. I'll show you when I go out in the afternoon, and you can cover it for me, huh?"

The author has something to say: thanks to:

Thank you little angel Huaijin Didi Lei, I love you so much!Hug it hard and take a big bite! !Work hard to code words to repay the little angel! !

Thanks to the little angels of Dayuan, the little angels of Qingyu, Didoduobo, and Phalaenopsis.Little angels, little angels of Xinbao, little angels of Beibeilu, little angels of Huaruxia are dripping with nutrient solution, so cute! !

Thanks to the little angel who left a message in the last chapter, the author has the motivation to code words, and hug every jiumi with a bite! ! (Looking at Ni Meng, they are all guessing about Manager Zhong’s friends, and only our brother Chen’s friends of Manager Zhong’s friends have at most a cannon fodder Lin Ye [cover face][cover face], Jinjiang, why did you give up treatment! Little angel actually guessed It came out, and the author Jun expressed his surprise! Our Manager Zhong went to the orphanage hhh)

The small theater is hidden in the text:

Zhong Chen looked at the arrogant person on the podium, and muttered something in a low voice.

(Teacher Zhong: Why don’t you just teach math? See if you can do it!

Zhou Chen: Daughter-in-law, I can do more! !

Zhong Chen: Shut up! )

Little Theater: The Tragedy Caused by Boyfriends

Zhou Chen: Aww!I'm your teacher Zhong's boyfriend!Boy friend! !

Little girl with shofar braids: what is a boyfriend?Is it edible?

Zhou Chen: That's right!It can be eaten, and it can be eaten several times!

Little girl with shofar braids: Teacher Zhong is going to be eaten?Teacher, will you be in pain?

Teacher Zhong: I am not in pain, but your teacher Zhou will be in pain now!

Zhou Chen: Ahhh, daughter-in-law, I made a mistake and don't hit me!

Continuing from the previous chapter, Little Theater:

Zhou Chen: Daughter-in-law, did I perform well today?

Teacher Zhong: Favorability -1

Zhou Chen: Is it because of Little Red Flower?Don't worry, I'll cover it in a super safe place :-D

Teacher Zhong: Favorability - n

Zhou Chen: It’s useless for you to subtract, I’ll cover it anyway :-D

PS: In this chapter, our Manager Zhong has become Teacher Zhong!See you tomorrow at [-]:[-] in the next chapter!In the next chapter, our Brother Chen is going to take Manager Zhong to a far away place to play. It will be sweeter to enter the world of two people (the first date in ten years) hhh and Ni Meng can guess the little red flower first Where did it end up? (Will be in a very shameful place hhh) Who will cover whom?Continue to look forward to Ni Mengdi's message, Ni Mengdi's message is the author's motivation!