At noon, take a lunch break.

The sunlight was shining through the window on Wen Xia's side. She was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with a smiley face on it. She was shaking a draft book in one hand and thinking about math problems with a pen in the other.

At this moment, a big hand took the draft book in her hand and fanned it gently.

The boy deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "What do you not know?"

Wen Xia tilted her head, and Qin Mo leaned over the table to fan her. Her hair fell in front of her eyebrows, giving her a somewhat seductive and lazy look.

She snorted and pulled an English test paper to cover his face, "Don't seduce me."

"I've done this question before. I should be able to do it after thinking about it."

Qin Mo took the test paper, pretended to raise his eyelids in disappointment, and continued to shake the draft book, "seducingly" saying: "Husband is ready both physically and mentally."

As she spoke, she moved her body a little and lay down between the two tables, and then said, "Are you really not going to consider pampering your husband?"

Too lustful.

Wen Xia couldn't stand him like this, and couldn't help but poke his nose, muttering, "Qin Mo, you are so coquettish now."

Qin Mo, who was labeled as a coquettish man, blinked his eyes and said, "The revolution has not yet succeeded, and we still need to work hard."

Wen Xia: “…”

She forgot that Qin Mo had no face at all.

A few minutes later, Wen Xia put down his pen and lay on the table like Qin Mo, and the two of them just looked at each other.

Wen Xia blinked, and Qin Mo followed suit, then pursed his thin lips.

Wife, kiss.

Pan Sen who saw it accidentally: "..."

He rolled his eyes, turned in another direction and took a nap.

His dog eyes are about to pop out.

The sports meet will start tomorrow. The school held a meeting for all the first and second year high school students during the self-study class in the afternoon. The arrangements for the next three days were discussed. The sports meet will be held during the day, and self-study will continue in the evening.

After returning from dinner, Qin Mo saw Wen Xia painting with glue and watercolor pens. He curiously leaned over to take a look.

Wen Xia quickly covered it up, then stretched out a hand to push him away, warning: "Qin Mo, don't peek. If you peek, you will be fined 200 yuan."

In response to her weak warning, Qin Mo took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and said with some interest, "Let me see it."

Wen Xia was choked by the two hundred yuan from Mr. Qin. She felt a little annoyed when she realized what she had said. She should have said one thousand yuan earlier.

She took the money and put it in her pocket, saying, "I won't take the money, I won't show it to you."

Qin Mo: “…”

He chuckled and said lovingly, "Xia Xia, little rascal."

"I am the little rascal."

Wen Xia blinked and admitted it, then reached out and pushed him, "Go do your homework."

Seeing that his wife didn't let him look, Qin Mo took out the Olympiad math problems and started doing them obediently.

…

Sports day, 8:30am.

In order to cheer for Qin Mo, Wen Xia wore an orange sportswear. This color made her skin look whiter, and it made her face look rosy and her eyes sparkle.

At a glance, Wen Xia is the most eye-catching (prettiest) among the girls in the first row of the Rocket Class.

Qin Mo was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, gray sweatpants, and black mesh sneakers. He stood in front of the class, in front of Wen Xia.

The principal was on the stage delivering the opening speech for the sports meet, and he spoke for more than twenty minutes.

Still talking.

Wen Xia stared at Qin Mo's hands hanging at his sides with boredom. His hands were exceptionally slender and handsome with distinct joints, and only a tiny bit of nails were left, which were white and clean.

Suddenly I saw a short piece of hair next to his little finger, which must have fallen off from him.

Wen Xia might have a mild obsessive-compulsive disorder. The more she looked at it, the more she wanted to pinch it off.

She glanced around and didn't see Zhou Gang. She reached out her hand to twist it, and her fingers accidentally touched Qin Mo's hand.

The next second, her hand was held by a big hand.

Qin Mo turned his head and looked at her meaningfully, then quickly turned back, holding her hand and moving it behind his back.

It seems to be saying, you can hold your husband's hand as you like.

Wen Xia: “…”

She pulled twice with small movements, but it didn't move.

The girls in the first row all saw it and looked over here again and again.

Although they were an old couple, in such public places, Wen Xia's shamelessness turned red, and soon her ears turned red too.

She pinched someone's palm and signaled him to let go.

Someone didn't let go and tickled her palm with his index finger.

Don't let go.

Both the men's 3,000m and women's 3,000m were scheduled for the morning of the same day, with the second-year boys starting first.

Qin Mo is number six, which happens to be the first round.

There were more girls than boys on both sides of the starting line, and most of them were there to see Qin Mo.

Wen Xia could clearly hear their excited discussion.

"Ahhh!! Qin Mo is so handsome."

"Qin Mo is so tall!"

"Qin Mo, I like you."

"Come on, Qin Mo!"

…

Wen Xia, the legitimate wife, pouted and called out, "Qin Mo."

Qin Mo, who was originally looking down at the number plate, looked up at her, raised his chin slightly, and asked what was wrong? The next second, he saw his wife took out two colorful small round signs from behind, which read "Come on, Qin Mo, Qin Mo is the best."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows. The plagiarism was not complete, there was still one sentence missing.

I love you, husband.

Wen Xia waved the small round sign and shouted with her mouth open, "Qin Mo, come on! Come on!!"

The girl shook her head while shaking the number card, looking as cute as a primary school student.

Qin Mo's eyes darkened a little, and then his throat rolled.

I really want to execute her right there and then.

He gestured to her: Be more restrained.

Wen Xia thought he despised her for being "embarrassing", so she stuck out her tongue and shook her head even more happily, "Qin Mo, come on!!! Qin Mo, come on!!..."

Qin Mo: “…”

The more I asked my wife to tone it down, the more she yelled.

Is that little face meant to attract a lot of boys?

After everything was ready, a whistle sounded and the participating students started running immediately. Qin Mo took slow steps and landed in the middle position.

At the same time, the surroundings suddenly became noisier and more lively.

"Come on, Qin Mo!"

"Qin Mo, Qin Mo, come on!!"

The voices cheering for Qin Mo drowned out the voices cheering for other contestants.

Even harder than Wen Xia, the legitimate wife, "..."

She shook the sign in her hand and started to shout again, "Qin Mo, come on!!! Come on!!"

After Qin Mo ran far away, she did not follow him like other girls, but moved to the vicinity of the finish line. Every time Qin Mo ran past, she waved the small round sign in her hand and cheered him on.

Her enthusiasm attracted the attention of the school's student photographer, who specially gave her a shot, intending to use it on the display board to show the excitement of the sports meeting.

It was the last lap, and Qin Mo took off and ran to first place, but he was only half a step away from the second place athlete.

Wen Xia, who was standing a little before the finish line, shook the number plate vigorously, her face flushed red.

The last fifty meters.

Qin Mo saw his wife jumping like a little frog from afar and almost laughed to death.

He quickened his pace, crossed the red line, and finally hugged the "little jumping frog" holding the sign. He spoke in a voice that only two people could hear, panting and in a rascally voice, "little jumping frog, you just need to say I love you."

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