Damn Qin Mosao’s waist is broken. Are you afraid of soaking wolfberries in a thermos?

She dug her bare feet into his clothes, trying to find a warm place.

Qin Mo naturally reached out and pulled the blanket on the sofa to cover her feet, then reached into the quilt and held her feet.

After satisfying his wife's warm feet, he began to satisfy himself, "Wife, let's continue to settle the bill."

Wen Xia rolled her eyes: "..."

Then she bared her teeth and said, imitating the big man on TV: "Qin dog, why are you holding on like a woman?"

Qin Mo doesn't care about the word "woman" at all. A woman is a woman. There are some things that his wife knows very well.

He raised an eyebrow, "Girls are girls."

Seeing that there was something on her teeth, he took the paper, moved closer, and said again: "Open your mouth."

Hearing him admit that he was a woman, Wen Xia: "..."

This guy is not thick-skinned now, but thick-mouthed.

She raised her head and opened her mouth. After Qin Mo finished wiping, she sat up and moved closer to him, "Open your mouth, let me see if you have it?"

Qin Mo: “…”

He laughed and then opened his mouth. Wen Xia took a closer look. His teeth were white and neat. She said "tsk tsk" twice in envy, "As expected, handsome guys don't have sticky teeth."

Qin Mo was amused and kissed her skillfully, "Wife, don't change the subject."

He paused, and said with some resentment in his tone: "You let him out?"

From his mouth, it felt like Li Shang was in prison. Wen Xia rubbed his chin from forehead and said with a smile: "Are you from the vinegar factory? Li and I..."

Facing Qin Mo's gloomy eyes, she held back the words "Li Shang" in her mouth and changed her words: "It's really nothing."

She raised her head and kissed him, trying to appease the jealous man, "I'm not the popular one, my husband is."

Xiang Pai Bo snorted in satisfaction, "Don't mention his name in the future, otherwise even ten wives won't be able to please your husband."

Wen Xia: “…”

If he wants ten wives, why doesn’t he have three harems and six courtyards?

She stuck out her tongue. "Qin dog, you wish for it."

"Go get my textbooks. I need to prepare for class. I didn't get a question right today. Qin Gougou, please explain it to me."

Qin Mo's mind was full of how to settle the accounts to be satisfied. When he heard this, his handsome face darkened.

Will this allow him to explain the topic?

Unless this thing called Li Shang doesn’t exist.

Seeing that he was sitting still, Wen Xia poked his abdominal muscles with her foot fiercely, "Qin dog, do you really want to sleep in the guest room?"

Qin Mo, who was threatened by the guest room: "..."

He got up and went to the study to get her textbook, then asked helplessly but patiently, "Which one?"

Wen Xia sat up straight, quickly opened the textbook, and pointed to a question. "It's this basic inequality question. It's super weird."

Before Qin Mo could say anything, she pouted and complained, "Basic inequality, basic inequality, I always make mistakes on basic inequality. Tomorrow I will make a banner about basic inequality and hang it at home."

"I won't do it again next time. Qin Mo will be a pig."

He was really amused at this moment, as if his funny spot was hit, and he kept laughing.

The banner of basic inequality is hung at home? Thinking of the sequelae of his wife copying Xiaoyaoyou, he laughed even more happily.

Wen Xia: “…”

As for his inexplicable laughter, she took out her phone and took a picture of him, and then wanted to send it to Qin Mo to see his current "ugly appearance."

She accidentally sent the messages to Winder twice in one day, because Winder had just sent the message and she hadn't reacted yet, so she sent it out.

“…”

She was about to withdraw when Winder replied with a "hmm".

she:"……"

Whenever Winder didn’t know what to reply, he would send a “hmm”, probably to say that he had read the message.

She couldn't help laughing, and fell on Qin Mo's shoulder, laughing so hard that she showed the phone to Qin Mo, "Honey, Dad is just flattering you about your looks."

Qin Mo took a quick look and was quite satisfied. "It's okay. She's pretty good looking."

Wen Xia: “…”

…

Wen Xia is a man of action, and the next day he went to the printing shop to print out more than a dozen sheets of formulas for basic inequalities.

a+b≧2ab(a，b∈R) ab≦(a+b)／2(a，b∈R) a+b≧2√ab(a，b∈R﹢) ab≦[(a+b)／2](a，b∈R﹢) Qin Mo went home and saw that the toilet, the living room, next to the TV... basically every place that could be pasted had been pasted.

“…”

This wasn't the first time this had happened. In her previous life, she had to post words at home and have conversations in English every day.

Sometimes I feel that my wife is too dedicated as a teacher.

He looked at Wen Xia who was correcting homework. Perhaps she hadn't corrected the papers that were in her head, and her face was downcast. He asked, "Wife, are you sure you can memorize it?"

Wen Xia looked up at him: "..."

I want to throw my husband downstairs, cover him up, and smother him a few times.

It shouldn't be too much.

"Want to kick me?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, as if he guessed what she was thinking.

Once again, Wen Xia was guessed what he was thinking, and he remained silent: "..."

The next second, she got angry and said, "Can you please stop second-guessing me? That's really too much."

His wife was about to get angry, so Qin Mo quickly appeased her and replied, "Well, I won't guess next time."

Wen Xia snorted at him, then continued to correct the papers. After a few seconds, she suddenly said, "I won't go to bed until I finish correcting the papers today."

Qin Mo understood and was telling him to correct the papers together, otherwise no one would be able to sleep tonight.

He resigned himself to sitting next to her and marking the papers, marking them with cold red crosses several times.

Wen Xia glanced at it and quickly stopped him, "If there are too many mistakes, don't cross them out. Just tick the correct ones."

"Yeah." Qin Mo picked up the paper and flipped it twice, then said, "This saves refills."

Wen Xia: “…”

Unexpectedly, this revision took several days in a row, first the monthly exam papers, then the weekly exam papers, then the final test papers, and finally the in-class test papers that Wen Xia made himself.

Not to mention that Qin Mo was dissatisfied, Wen Xia felt like vomiting from grading the papers herself. Every time this happened, she could only buy two pieces of clothes to adjust herself.

During the New Year's Day holiday, Wen Xia took two days off, making a total of three days including New Year's Day.

Qin Mo's company had a total of three days off, New Year's Day and Sunday, and gave out New Year's Day red envelopes of 1,000 yuan during the holidays.

This made Wen Xia, who only had a bag of rice, jealous. Before she could ask for the red envelope, the guy automatically stuffed it into her pocket.

On the night they returned home, the two families had a meal outside, which Wen Xia treated them with Qin Mo's red envelope.

It was already past eight o'clock when we finished our meal and it was completely dark, but there were two street lights at the entrance of the community, making it bright.

The security guard at the door was doing Tai Chi. When he saw them coming back, he smiled and said while doing Tai Chi: "Did you go out to eat?"

Among the group of people, only Wen Xia talked a little more. She smiled and replied, "Yes, Grandpa Li, have you eaten?"