Chapter 90: Date? Math test paper



She muttered to herself, "You don't want to eat it", but she didn't say it out loud, because if she said it out loud, Qin Mo would probably turn ugly.

"All for you to eat."

Hearing this, Qin Yao laughed angrily. They had all been given to others, so why should they give it all to him?

He pursed his lips and said faintly: "Then go and get them back, not one less."

He was unhappy, very unhappy.

He hasn't even eaten any of his wife's cakes.

I gave so many to Li Shang.

Wen Xia knew that Qin Mo didn't really want to eat, he was just jealous, so she tugged at the corner of his clothes, made a 1 gesture, and whispered, "I'll give you a kiss after the evening study."

"Ten." Qin Mo uttered the two words reluctantly.

It seems like nothing can be done without agreement.

Wen Xia: “…”

She reached out and pinched his face, and warned him in a low voice: "Qin Gougou, don't push your luck." After that, she walked into the classroom.

Qin Mo was really angry. Not only did his wife not give him a piece of cake, she even refused to give him ten kisses.

He stood on the balcony without moving.

There was still a minute or two left before class started, but Qin Mo hadn't come in yet. Wen Xia looked through the window and saw that he was still standing on the balcony. She could only see his back.

She muttered, "You're already a grown-up, and you still need to be coaxed."

She put down her pen and walked out, pulling Qin Mo's sleeve, and said softly, "Let's go back to the classroom."

Qin Mo tilted his head to look at her and pursed his lips, "Oh."

It's not a clean and crisp "oh", but an "oh" with a long ending.

Seems very aggrieved.

Wen Xia's heart softened immediately, and she looked up to coax him, "Ten is ten, don't be angry, he and I are just ordinary people. If you want to eat a small cake, I'll weigh ten kilograms for you when I get home."

Hearing "ten", Qin Mo immediately raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Wife, don't regret it."

Wen Xia: “…”

She laughed and cursed, "Qin is childish."

"Well, I'm Qin Youzhi."

Qin Mo was in a very good mood when he thought of the ten kisses. At this time, the bell for class rang.

He put his arm around her shoulders and whispered lovingly, "Honey, we're on a 'date'."

Wen Xia couldn't help laughing when they talked about a date during class. She touched his chest with her toe and said affectionately, "Math test paper?"

Qin Mo patted her head and said in a sly tone, "It's OK to ask for an English test paper."

Pan Sen picked up his phone in the classroom and took a picture of the two through the window. He then glanced at Zhao Zichuan and said, "Zichuan, we'll give Qin Mo a midnight snack later."

He said "tsk tsk" twice, and couldn't help but let out the sour smell of a single dog, "These two people are so worthy that I want to report them to the dean of studies."

Zhao Zichuan gave him a look that said "you are a devil", "..."

"I support you morally."

After the evening self-study session, Qin Mo and Wen Xia stayed until the end, dawdling under the pretext of doing homework.

After the lights in the teaching building were turned off, Qin Mo held Wen Xia's face and kissed her without saying a word, with a "bo" sound.

"There are nine more."

Wen Xia: “…”

A few minutes later, she pushed the boy's chest in dissatisfaction, "There are already twelve."

Qin Mo didn't expect his wife to count: "..."

He lowered his head and kissed her again, then said, "Nonsense, this is only the tenth one."

Wen Xia: “…”

Wen Xia entered the dormitory at the last minute, and Qin Mo entered the boys' dormitory just as the door was closed.

The dormitory manager smiled and said, "Qin Mo, you're reading late again?"

"Yeah." Qin Mo nodded.

After he walked away, the dormitory auntie who had just spoken said to another dormitory auntie: "This child studies very hard and often comes back just before closing time."

He sighed and said, "Parents will probably feel more at ease with children like this."

Dormitory The lights in the dormitory were off. Pan Sen and his friends were doing their homework with desk lamps on. Several of them were huddled together.

Pan Sen quickly finished the spicy strips in his mouth and said to Qin Mo who had just entered the room: "Qin Xueba, come quickly, we are stuck on a question, and this question is finally correct."

Qin Mo walked over and took a few glances, then pointed at the pattern and said, "Draw an auxiliary line from here to here..."

After a few minutes, he withdrew his hand and said lazily, "Do you understand? If you don't understand, we'll talk tomorrow. I need to wash up and chat."

Hearing the word "chat", Pan Sen and the others: "..."

But they all understood this question.

Pan Sen took out his phone, moved closer to him, and said mysteriously, "Qin Mo, I'll give you something as a reward for explaining the problem to us."

Qin Mo took the handkerchief and the water and said uninterestedly, "No need."

"Really?" Pan Sen shook the phone at him. The boy hugged the girl, and the girl looked at the boy with a smile.

Qin Mo's eyes fell on the girl's smiling face and raised his eyebrows, "Send it to me and I'll treat you to a meal."

Qin Mo changed his profile picture.

Wen Xia discovered it a few days later. She didn’t pay much attention at first and just thought his avatar was black. Later, she accidentally clicked on it and found that it was a photo of the two of them on the balcony.

She took back her phone and put it in the drawer, glanced at her empty desk, and snorted slightly.

The school asked Qin Mo to follow the student union to make a blackboard display.

They said that city officials would come to inspect the school in a few days.

Dinner time.

Wen Xia carried their lunch boxes and went to find Qin Mo at the display blackboard. She had been doing this for the past two days.

From a distance, Qin Mo was seen writing with a piece of chalk in his hand, his head slightly tilted. Looking from the side, his outline appeared deep and three-dimensional.

A bit A-style.

There were two girls standing next to him and watching, under the pretext of passing chalk, they kept looking at Qin Mo.

Wen Xia walked over, "Momo, eat."

Hearing the word "Mo Mo", Qin Mo raised one eyebrow in surprise. He put down the chalk, clapped his hands twice, and wiped them with a tissue.

He took the lunch box from Wen Xia and said with a low laugh, "Come on Mo Mo, I'll treat my wife to some ribs."

Wen Xia pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Their eyes are all on you, I don't believe you didn't see it."

Qin Mo loved his wife's jealous look. He raised his hand and twisted her black strawberry hairband, "She's not as pretty as my wife, why should I look at her?"

Wen Xia was very satisfied with his desire to survive, and shamelessly boasted: "That's because you can't find a better-looking wife besides me."

After finishing the meal, there were still twenty minutes before class, so Qin Mo continued to prepare the display blackboard.

Wen Xia was sitting at the table next to him waiting for him. In her hand she held a small book of classical Chinese texts that high school students had to memorize.

"In ancient times, scholars must have a teacher. A teacher is someone who teaches and explains. No one is born knowing, so who can be without doubts..."

Qin Mo glanced at her from time to time and wrote faster. After more than ten minutes, a quarter of the blackboard newspaper was completed.

He walked lightly to Wen Xia. She lowered her head and closed her eyes, still reciting his name. "That boy's teacher, who teaches him books and helps him learn to recite, is not what I call the one who teaches him the truth and solves his doubts..."

It took more than ten seconds but it didn't come out.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, "I don't know how to read and understand sentences, and I don't understand my confusion. Some people have teachers, but some don't. I don't see how they can be wise if they learn the basics but miss the big picture."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched her little head, then bent over and jokingly said, "Look how difficult it is for my wife. When we get back to the classroom, your husband will help you "teach" it a lesson."

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