He gave Qin Mo five points.

Because it was a small class with not many people, I was able to quickly read through it all during class.

He had them distributed, and then concluded: "Except for a few family members who took notes seriously, other students should not be stingy with a few words. There is no harm in writing more."

Qin Mo and Wen Xia were the only couple in the class today. Everyone in the class immediately understood what was going on and looked over. Wen Xia accepted everyone's gaze and was a little embarrassed to lower her head.

The professor spoke a few more sentences, and then began the class. Ten minutes later, he pointed at the projector and said, "Qin Mo's family members, please stand up and answer this question. You will also get extra points."

Wen Xia, who was taking notes, said: "..."

She stood up and looked at the question for a while before answering: "Generally speaking, the forward exchange rate of a currency with a higher interest rate will be at a discount to that of a currency with a lower interest rate, while the forward exchange rate of a currency with a lower interest rate will be at a premium."

"Very good. Correct."

The professor kindly asked her to sit down and added another five points to Qin Mo's score. He pushed his glasses and said, "The points are added to your boyfriend's score. Remember to ask him for them."

The whole class burst into laughter and Wen Xia blushed again.

After class, Qin Mo didn't wait for someone to ask him for a breakup. He took the initiative to ask, "Wife, don't want a breakup?"

Although Wen Xia didn't know what he was going to say next, it was definitely not something an elementary school student would listen to. She bared her teeth at him and said, "No."

"No? Wife, it's not dark yet, what do you not want?" Qin Mo said angrily.

Wen Xia: “…”

She waved her hand, "Goodbye."

…

The National Day holiday lasts seven days, and Qin Mo bought tickets for two people to Q City in advance.

travel.

Wendt's consent has been obtained.

Q City is a coastal city. When you take the bus from the airport to the city center, you can see the blue seashore all the way. The afterglow of the setting sun dyes half of it red.

Qin Mo looked at the girl who was sleeping on his lap. Half of her hair was slightly yellow, her eyelashes were unusually obvious under her profile, her lips were slightly pouting, and if you looked closely you could see a trace of transparent liquid.

He couldn't help laughing, then he took out his cell phone and took a close-up photo.

The car stopped steadily in the city center. He called Wen Xia to wake her up. Wen Xia got up and subconsciously touched the corner of her mouth.

I am drooling over my dream.

Looking at Qin Mo's pants again, there was a small wet spot. She shamelessly passed the blame on others and said, "Oh, Qin Gougou, you peed your pants. Don't worry, you and I know about this." After that, she quickly fled the scene.

Get off the bus.

Qin Mo chuckled, stood up and got out of the car. Wen Xia stretched her waist. There was a breeze blowing at this time. She looked up and said, "It's so cool here."

"My legs are cooler." Qin Mo looked down at his pants.

“Cooling down is healthier.”

Wen Xia took some money and went to a nearby snack bar to buy some grilled seafood skewers.

This is not the first time I have come to this city. I held my wedding here in my previous life.

Well, the legendary first time also happened here.

The two walked around the city for a day and then went to a homestay in the mountains.

The homestay here is on the top of a mountain. Through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the vast ocean.

"Wife, are you cold?" Qin Mo lay on his side on the outer bed, half supporting his head, looking at her with raised eyebrows.

Wen Xia bared her teeth at him and shook her head, "It's not cold."

"Not cold? I remember my wife didn't say that before." Qin Mo imitated her tone and stated the facts in the past, "Qin Mo, are you cold? Do you want me to hug you?"

Wen Xia "angry out of shame" pressed him down, "Don't say anything."

Qin Mo held her hand and smiled again: "Qin Mo, I'm a little cold, do you want to hug me?"

"I didn't say that." Wen Xia grabbed his face, refusing to admit that she was the one who took the initiative.

Back then, she firmly believed that only if she took the initiative would there be a story. Later, there really was a story, as she and Qin Mo had their first experience.

God knows she really didn't think it would happen for the first time. Well, she thought Qin Mo was the kind of guy who could remain calm when a woman's arms were raised.

As a result, the situation became chaotic before we even sat down.

The first time it happened so suddenly that she stayed in bed the next day and refused to come out.

Qin Mo was still laughing beside her, and for a moment she felt like she had met a scumbag.

The "scumbag" said: If you don't come out, I will pull off the quilt.

Qin Mo put his arm around her waist, raised his head and kissed her, "Wife, do you know that I would not have let you go even if you hadn't taken the initiative that day?"

"I'm ready to spend the rest of my life with you, so I'm exercising my husband's rights in advance."

Wen Xia's eyes curved and she snorted, then she scratched his tall nose bridge, "That's called driving without a license."

"Whether I have a certificate or not, it won't affect my performance." Qin Mo looks "confident".

Wen Xia was choked by his shamelessness. She snorted again, "Qin dog, don't be so blindly confident."

Qin Mo pressed her down, tickled her, and threatened faintly, "Is it because of my husband's blind self-confidence?"

In less than ten seconds, Wen Xia surrendered, "It's my husband...haha...originally...haha...I'm just confident."

In the evening, Qin Mo came to take care of some work. Wen Xia was holding her phone and chatting with Liu Anan and Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan: Today Zhou Qing asked me if I wanted extra credits for college?

I didn't understand what he meant, but he suddenly knelt down and proposed to me.

Liu Anan: !!! Ah!!! Oh my god, Brother Zhou Qing is so manly.

Wen Xia made an applauding expression. In her previous life, Jiang Yan and her husband got their marriage certificate around this time.

So Liu Anan was not shocked.

Jiang Yan: I promised him.

My two little fairies, I’m going to get my marriage certificate.

Liu An'an: Ahhhhhh! Wen Xia: An'an, calm down, I can feel your screams through the screen.

Yanyan, have you told your family?

Jiang Yan: I said, my dad said it depends on me.

Wen Xia is very curious about this now. Jiang Yan's father actually agreed to get the marriage certificate: It seems that I have to pay the gift money.

After she sent the message, she reached out to Qin Mo and said, "Hubby, give me some money. Yanyan is going to get the marriage certificate."

Qin Mo looked at her, then took her phone and tapped a few times on the keyboard. Wen Xia leaned over to take a look out of curiosity.

September 9th next year is a good day to get a marriage certificate, which has good omen and is suitable for getting married.

Just sent out.

Wen Xia: “…”

Jiang Yan: Xia Xia, your suggestion is good. I will go ask Zhou Qing.

Wen Xia: ...

She looked at someone's profile with an immoral expression, "Lawyer Qin, you are going to jail for destroying someone else's "marriage."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and said in a very arrogant tone, "Anyone who gets married before me will be killed without mercy."

Wen Xia: “…”

She held it in for a few seconds, but couldn't help laughing out loud, "Childish."

I don’t know what Jiang Yan said to Zhou Qing, but Zhou Qing actually agreed to get the marriage certificate on September 9th next year.

Wen Xia: ...

Young people are gullible.

It’s not their fault that they are young, it’s just that Qin Mo has become a middle-aged and scheming man.

Jiang Yan: Xia Xia, I want to give you the best best friend award.

Wen Xia felt unworthy of this award. She typed a line of words with a guilty conscience: No need to thank me, you will understand the good intentions behind this in the future.

Jiang Yan didn’t understand the meaning: Hahaha, thank you my big baby Xia Xia.

Until one day in the first semester of my junior year.

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