I was spoiled after being forced to marry

Fan Xing turned around and saw the man standing behind him at some point, holding his "criminal evidence" of stealing his teacher in his hand, looking at him leisurely.

Fan Xing lowered his head with a guilty conscience, and apologized softly, "Brother, I'm sorry."

"Is an apology useful? Pay the tuition!" The man insisted.

"How?" Fan Xing looked up at him blankly, but found that although the man had a straight face, there was a faint smile in his eyes.

Only then did he suddenly realize that this person was teasing him again!

He was a little upset.what the hell?Do you really think he is so easy to deceive?Tease him like a kitten every time!

He bit his lips lightly, and before the man could speak, he took the initiative to grab the man's arm and shook it lightly, smiling sweetly at the man, "Brother's handwriting is beautiful, I want to learn, brother teach me OK?"

The man's deep eyes fell on the young man's clean and soft face without blinking, and he was slightly surprised.

This kid is acting like a spoiled child to him!

Although Fan Xing usually speaks in a very soft voice, sounds soft and soft, but that is his normal appearance.

At this time, she was really acting like a baby.The voice is cute and flattering, and the clear eyes look at him eagerly, making people feel that rejecting him is a crime.

And He Qingmo didn't forget that the child was still apologizing to him anxiously a second ago, but now he suddenly took the initiative to please him. Obviously, this coquettishness is also a tactical coquettish!

It seems that the little guy said that he is usually very smart, but it is true.

"Okay!" The man didn't hide the smile in his eyes, leaned closer, met his eyes, and said with a smile in his voice, "But, I can only teach my wife, not my younger brother, what should I do?"

Fan Xing's face became hot, and she instinctively wanted to lower her head to avoid the man's gaze.

But then he remembered that this man did it on purpose, just to see him running away in a hurry, so that he could be secretly proud of himself.

snort!He doesn't want to admit defeat!

So he suppressed his panic and embarrassment, and forced himself to meet the man's eyes, smiling with crooked eyebrows, and his voice was soft and sweet, "Honey, teach me... hey?"

As a result, before he finished speaking, the man sat down at the table by himself, and pulled him to sit on his lap.

Fan Xing wanted to say that he could just stand up, but the man had already put the pen into his hand, held his hand, and wrote his name——Fan Xing stroke by stroke on the paper.

Originally forced to sit on a man's lap, Fan Xing was extremely cramped. Even though he had done enough psychological construction in his heart, he was still not used to too intimate physical contact after all.

So he froze the whole time.

Until my name passed through the man's hand, and then I wrote it out with his hand, it seemed to be reborn, agile, elegant, and flowing.

He forgot that he was sitting on the man's lap, and he was almost surrounded by the man's arms. A pair of clear eyes were fixed on his name for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up with unresolved joy.

"It's so beautiful! So my name is already written. Is it so beautiful?" He couldn't help but turned his head to look at the man. "I always thought my name had too many hand gestures, so it was so difficult to write. No matter how you write it, it doesn't look good."

The distance between the two in this pose was very close, and he turned his face and the tip of his nose almost touched the man's cheek.

But at this moment, his attention was all on writing, and he had no time to care about such things at all.

The smile in the man's eyes gradually spread, and it was hard for him to imagine that someone would be so happy just because his name was written beautifully.

This kid is too easy to please!

He didn't speak, and continued to hold Fan Xing's hand and write his name. He wrote it over and over again, but he didn't feel bored.

"Who gave you the name? It sounds good!" He didn't stop what he was doing, and asked in a low voice in Fan Xing's ear.

Originally, he just asked casually, but he felt the little hand in his hand paused. He couldn't help turning his head to look at Fan Xing, only to see that the other party lowered his eyes and said softly, "Dad."

Probably feeling his gaze, Fan Xing quickly returned to normal, and smiled sweetly at him, "Shall we continue writing?"

He Qingmo's eyes moved slightly, he let go of his hand, squeezed his small face lightly, and said with a smile: "Stop writing, let's go, and take you to ask for a meeting gift." Get up and drag Fan Xing out.

The author has something to say: There are relatively few updates these two days, I hope the cuties don't mind!