They say I have a husband

Ou Heng fell asleep on the table for a short while, but it was still not enough to relieve the afternoon drowsiness. He dozed off during math class, with his head nodding, like fishing.

Zhao Xue supported Qian Guizong and walked very slowly. Zhao Xue lowered her head. Now she also knew that her face was ugly, and she was afraid that others would see her ugly side. The result would be that she could not see the road ahead.

"Ah... don't you have eyes?" Zhao Xue was hit, she subconsciously let go of Qian Guizong, and stabilized herself, Qian Guizong fell, and the broken hand was touched because it was hanging, and it hurt even more .

"What the hell are you doing?!" Qian Guizong's eyes were as big as copper bells, bulging, looking at Zhao Xue who originally wanted to help, but backed two steps involuntarily in fear.

"I'm sorry, sister and senior. I was too fascinated by watching it. I bumped into you. Are you okay, senior?" He Tian was very angry when he was bumped into, but when he heard Qian Guizong's voice, he saw Qian Guizong's voice. Guizong fell down and quickly threw the book in his hand to help Qian Guizong.

His face was full of worries about Qian Guizong, and his sincerity made people feel that He Tian was his friend for many years.

"Senior, are you going to the infirmary? I'll take you there. I work a lot, and I am strong enough to support the senior. Sister, you can rest for a while." He Tian supported Qian Guizong, and did not let Zhao Snow took over the meaning.

Zhao Xue felt very comfortable listening to He Tian's caring and considerate words, especially when He Tian called her sister, which woman doesn't like people calling her young, although it feels a bit weird that He Tian didn't let her take over her son , but is still ignored.

"Let's go to the parking lot." Qian Guizong replied to He Tian.

"I'll send you there, just to make up for my mistake."

"Then trouble this classmate." Zhao Xue is also happy that someone supports Qian Guizong. She has been pampered for so many years, and Qian Guizong is also a tall man, so it is very difficult for her to support her.

"Sister, I'll give you my school uniform. I think your skirt is broken." He Tian took off his coat with a cute face, and inside was a short-sleeve that was washed whitish and somewhat deformed.

He Tian noticed the flash of disgust in Qian Guizong's and Zhao Xue's eyes, but he didn't show it.

He Tian sent Qian Guizong to the car and watched them leave. After Qian Guizong went back to school, he would always run into He Tian by chance, or happened to meet He Tian being bullied by some rich second generation. Guizong gave He Tian a lot of things, and he tried every means to grab what He Tian wanted.

He felt that He Tian was just too kind. Originally, such things as competition places were awarded to the capable. He was rich and powerful, and he could only blame that person for taking it.Qian Guizong's thoughts are so extreme. Anyway, what he does is right, and others can't grab it because he has no ability.

Although He Tian felt that this was not good on the surface and persuaded Qian to return to the clan, he was very happy in his heart. In such a national competition, the quota was originally his. Which woman didn't have a lot of money at home, how could she get it? Their results How could He Wencai be as good as him, a group of idiots who only know how to spend money.

He Tian despises the rich second generation, but yearns for the life of the rich. He feels that he is noble and superior to others. With his intelligence, he will definitely be able to live a good life. Such blind thoughts dominate his life .

In fact, that girl is very innocent, and she is obviously the quota given to her by the teacher. He Tian's article is too ingenious, and the rhetoric is gorgeous and incomprehensible. The teacher saw this and didn't let He Tian go. The teacher's impression of He Tian was greatly reduced by means of getting the quota.

Ou Heng didn't dare to go to school for evening self-study at night. Now there are no painting tools in the school, and painting homework is impossible.

Ou Heng held a pen and stood in front of a tall drawing board. On the top of the drawing board was Ou Heng's mobile phone, and he was playing a video with Li Junyu. The two of them were doing their own things. Li Junyu looked up at Ou Heng from time to time.

Ou Heng is addicted to painting and can't extricate himself. Once Ou Heng is immersed in painting, he forgets the surrounding environment. At this time, Ou Heng's paintings are often the best and very efficient.

Li Junyu finished her work and did not bother Ou Heng. Recently, Li Junyu was almost busy. It was a rare time that she finished her work ahead of time and went into the bathroom with her mobile phone. After washing her hair, she did not forget to check the phone's Ou Heng.

"Guoguo~." Ou Heng put down the brush in his hand and stretched his waist.

"Fixed?!" Li Junyu's usual gentle voice, "Go take a bath with essential oils to soothe." Li Junyu lay on the bed with her breasts exposed, and the position of the camera just happened to be able to see that the bathrobe was loose. Slightly exposed abs.

Ou Heng stared intently, and didn't hear what Li Junyu said at all. Looking at Ou Heng's face, Li Junyu adjusted the angle of the phone lens calmly, so that Ou Heng could see more clearly.

Of course he was proud of his baby's obsession with his body, and it was not in vain that he took an hour out of his busy schedule to exercise just for this moment, otherwise why would he get up early every day.

"It's so beautiful..." Ou Heng murmured obsessively, and reached out to touch the screen of the phone, wanting to touch it.

"What did you say, baby?" Li Junyu looked like I didn't hear clearly, and Ou Heng blushed instantly.

"I'm going to take a bath..." Ou Heng wanted to cover his face, but with the phone in his hand, he couldn't help it.

He was crazy, and he actually said it in front of him... Is there anything more embarrassing than this?

"Drink some hot water and rest for a while before going in." Ou Heng got carried away as soon as he painted, and he was afraid that Ou Heng would faint in the bathroom after painting for such a long time.

"Yeah." Ou Heng went downstairs and drank a glass of honey water. It was sweet. Li Junyu always prepared it for Ou Heng. Ou Heng likes to drink sweet, and drinking honey water is just as good as it is nutritious and healthy.

Also—moisten the intestines—

Li Junyu thinks very long-term.

Ou Heng was lying in the bathtub, which was full of foam, and there were a few little yellow ducks in the bathtub. The jacuzzi was extremely comfortable.

"Don't soak for too long..." Li Junyu's voice was a little hoarse. Although there were bubbles in the bathtub, he could still see it when Ou Heng entered the bathtub. Li Junyu's breathing was a little short.

"Yeah." Ou Heng nodded, shaking his head and shaking his head, and his brain was full of energy, and the music automatically played in his head, so he couldn't be excited.

"Sleepy?" Ou Heng dried his hair, lay down on the bed, rubbed against the pillow, and his eyelids began to fight.

"Go to sleep." Li Junyu hummed a little tune softly, and Ou Heng fell asleep without struggling twice.

Li Junyu waited for Ou Heng to fall asleep before hanging up the video. He was afraid of waking Ou Heng up. Even if he looked at Ou Heng's profile, Li Junyu could watch it all day.