Xuanyuan Lie's words hinted that something was wrong with Maomao coming back from school so early.
Xiaoxiao could still hold back and gritted her teeth.
"Okay, I understand, I'm going!"
Turning around and walking towards the door, Xuanyuan Lie grabbed her clothes and Xiaoxiao walked forward. She didn't know whether his hand was too strong or something.
Just a tearing sound was heard.
Xiaoxiao turned her head.
Oh my god!
There was a big hole in the clothes from the back.
Xuanyuan Lie held the fabric in his hand and said coldly: "It seems that the quality of these clothes is too poor. You should go change clothes quickly."
"You, you didn't do it on purpose, right?" The corner of his mouth twitched.
Xuanyuan Lie shrugged his shoulders: "How is that possible?"
"How is it impossible!" When she went to look for clothes in her closet, she was very sure that he did this on purpose.
There was no turtleneck, only summer short sleeves. After getting dressed and standing in front of the mirror, she sighed sadly: "Damn man."
"Um...are you scolding me?"
Xiaoxiao turned around: "Besides you, is there anyone else here?"
"Be prepared for the ghosts."
"Yes, this is a good thing caused by ghosts." She touched her neck and collarbone. She had tried to remove her clothes with a small collar, but there were still so many bruises exposed.
Xuanyuan Lie put one hand on his chin and looked at it, then suddenly raised Xiaoxiao's chin.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Xiaoxiao asked doubtfully.
Xuanyuan Lie leaned down and pressed his lips to a white spot on her neck...
Feng's eyes trembled, she pushed Xuanyuan Lie away, and then covered her neck: "You're crazy!" She quickly looked in the mirror and saw that there was another bruise on the place where he had just kissed her.
.
Xuanyuan Lie said calmly: "I just feel like something is missing somewhere."
"You...you..." Xiaoxiao couldn't hold it in one breath, so she closed her eyes, kicked her feet, and fainted from anger. She never thought that she would faint from anger after being teased by a man.
What can be solved by just cutting off his tongue and sewing up his mouth, why is it so sad...
When Xiaoxiao woke up, she was in the car.
"Where are we going?" She leaned against the car window.
"go home."
"oh……"
Xuanyuan Lie came over and said, "Here you are." He gave Xiaoxiao a mirror.
Xiaoxiao took the mirror: "What are you doing?"
"When you fell asleep just now, I left two more to see if you still liked the position." A smile appeared on Xuanyuan Lie's lips.
"You're not!" She exclaimed, facing the mirror, looking left and right, holy shit, most of them were originally on the collarbone, but she managed to cover a lot of them with a small collar and now it's here again?
The red spots on her neck almost killed her: "Are you trying to tease me on purpose?"
"No, I'm just playing with you!" He said coldly.
Xiaoxiao's eyes were gloomy, and an indescribable anger was stuck in his throat, toying with you! This man... is simply a bastard!
"Killed by a thousand cuts." She cursed. Xiaoxiao suddenly noticed a small medical kit under the opposite car seat. With an idea, she quickly took out the medical kit and wrapped a bandage around her neck.
I almost wrapped my neck around it to cover the hickeys.
Return to Xuanyuan Lie's mansion.
"Master, the young master's head teacher has been here for a while." The maid came out quickly and said.
"knew."
living room.
The teacher was sitting on the chair. When he saw Xuanyuan Lie and Mu Xiaoxiao coming back, he immediately stood up and said, "They must be Mu Maomao's father and mother."
"Hello." Xuanyuan Lie walked over and smiled slightly.
"Hello, teacher." Xiaoxiao also walked over.
The cat was sitting on the side with his head lowered, like a child who had made a mistake.
Looking at her son's appearance, Xiaoxiao swallowed: "Teacher, what's the reason why you came here in person this time? Did Maomao, the kid, make any mistakes in school?"
The head teacher looked at Maomao with some embarrassment.
Xuanyuan Lie then said: "Take the young master back to the room first."
"Yes." The maid took the cat away.
The class teacher just sat down and sighed: "Sir, Miss, I really don't know how to say this. There were classes this afternoon. But... we really can't let Maomao attend classes in our class.
Yes. Please be noble and write a class transfer application."
"Ah?!" When Xiaoxiao heard this, she thought it was over. Did something big happen? She felt even more nervous.
"Application for class transfer?" Xuanyuan Lie's eyes flashed with doubts.
The head teacher said: "Our school is relatively strict, and students' transfers need to be approved by the school. I have asked the principal for instructions on this matter, but the principal asked me to come and tell you in person, so..."
"What happened? Head teacher, it doesn't matter. If it's our child's fault, you can rest assured that I will never be partial." Xiaoxiao said seriously.
"No, no, no! It's not Maomao's fault."
Um?
This made Xiaoxiao stare at Xuanyuan Lie. What's going on?
The teacher suddenly wiped away tears: "Sir, Miss, to be honest, our second graders really can't afford to teach your children. He...he..."
"What's wrong with him?"
"He knows too much!" the head teacher's tears instantly fell.
"ah?"
So, the head teacher described what happened in class.
In math class, when the teacher asked the classmates if they had any questions, Maomao raised his hand and asked a very difficult question, which confused the math teacher.
English class.
His fluent English confused the teacher.
Chinese class.
The harsh views and sharp language confused the Chinese teacher.
"Ms. Sir, we really can't teach this child in the second grade. His learning scope is no longer within our control. I suggest you apply to the junior high school as soon as possible. Maybe it will be more suitable for your child."
"But he's only seven!"
"But he's not seven years old here." The teacher pointed to his head.
Xiaoxiao lowered her head, not sure whether she was happy or sad. The teacher praised Maomao for being smart, but is her son really not suitable for school?
"Okay, I will handle this matter tomorrow. I won't embarrass you anymore." Xuanyuan Lie stood up.
"Thank you, thank you." The teacher thanked her quickly.
"Send the teacher back." Xuanyuan Lie ordered.
After the maid sent the class teacher out of the living room, Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and asked, "Is it okay to go to junior high school at the age of seven? Those people are several years older than him."
"You don't have to be in the senior grade to learn higher education." Xuanyuan Lie said with a smile.
"You're not planning to change your teacher, are you?"
"I will carefully select a batch. Or if you are interested, you can choose?"
"What should we do with the current batch of teachers?"
"Don't worry, they will be able to work stably in the school."