"Uh..." Taozi was stunned by Teacher Zhang's series of questions. She looked back at Shen Mochen and Lao Ban who were not far behind them. She hesitated and whispered: "He said... as long as
As long as I like it, the decoration style doesn’t matter...that...as long as I’m there, it’s home..."
"Tsk tsk, look at your Shen Mochen, this is what a human being says!" Teacher Zhang nodded repeatedly, patted Taozi's little hand and said angrily: "Go back and let my old Pan learn from your Shen Mochen, he doesn't understand anything at all.
Even if it’s romantic, he still always dislikes me for this and that..."
"..."
Lao Ban, who was walking not far behind them, saw his fiancée suddenly turned around and glared at him fiercely, and then turned back to talk to Tao Zi. His heart suddenly skipped a beat. Could it be that Su Tao told his wife again?
What shouldn't be said? Otherwise, what's going on with those angry, complaining, melancholy eyes?
Teacher Pan turned around nervously and glanced at Shen Mochen, who was walking silently beside him. He hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Shen Mochen... your wife shouldn't have any objections to me... right??"
"Well?" Shen Mochen turned his head slightly, looked at the concerned expression on his old classmate's face, smiled faintly, and said in a low voice: "I don't think I have any objections, it's just that she could have skipped the military training, but the leave slip was blocked.
Their class teacher rejected it, but they had no choice but to go through military training for a month, and they were as tanned as African refugees. They were laughed at by all parties when they came home during the National Day, and they were also beaten by me. They may feel a little depressed and unhappy in their hearts.
I don’t have any big opinions..."
That’s not even an opinion!!!
Laoban's heart has already flowed into a river of tears, and the sadness is flowing backwards along the blood vessels...
Before I go out today, I should really check the old almanac to see if it says anything is inappropriate...
"Here, this is it!" Teacher Zhang over there had already led Taozi to a set of exquisite and luxurious European-style sofas. He pointed at the sofa and introduced to Taozi: "I have been studying this set of sofas for a long time.
, the appearance is gorgeous, in the standard Baroque style. The material is teak. You can see the carvings on the armrests of the sofa. Isn’t it very exquisite? And it also has two functions: electric and manual, which can satisfy you to fully lie down or half lie down.
Various postures can also adjust and reshape the human body curves to ensure complete relaxation and comfort under various conditions."
"And its frame is made of alloy carbon steel, which has strong hardness, high wear resistance, and long-lasting toughness. It has much better support than a wooden frame. It also has high resilience and high-density memory foam inside, which has good support.
It has enough elasticity and strong recovery power. It presses like a spring and has a long service life. Come on, Taozi, sit on it and try it!!" As soon as Teacher Zhang saw the ivory white sofa, his eyes suddenly lit up and he jumped on it.
He sat up comfortably on the sofa, explaining more professionally than the shopping guide lady, and waving to Tao Zi to sit down too.
Shen Mochen looked at the sofa, a big white and slender hand gently supported his chin, and pondered slightly.
Laoban's face turned pale, and his small eyes suddenly dimmed because he saw the price tag on the sofa...
