Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

Zhang Mo'er smiled, "Teacher, I will solve it myself, I am not so fragile."

Yin Qionghua nodded, "Okay then, don't hold on to anything, you must tell me!"

Zhang Mo'er nodded, and the master and apprentice went to eat together before Zhang Mo'er left.

When Zhang Mo'er returned home, she saw Shen Rongche and Mai's father and daughter looking at her with great resentment.

"Um, sorry, I'm late today, have you eaten yet?"

Mai Mai's crisp voice came, "I have eaten it, but without my mother, Mai Mai is very sad!"

Zhang Mo'er hugged Mai Mai from Shen Rongche's arms, and comforted her, "I'm sorry, Mai Mai, today is my mother's first day of school, and I have a lot to say to the teacher, so everything was delayed, can Mai Mai forgive my mother?"

Xiaomai nodded half-understanding, "Does mom like school very much? Then why did Xiaomai feel scared when she first arrived in kindergarten? Is mom's school different from Xiaomai's school?"

"Uh...this."

Zhang Mo'er was overwhelmed by Mai Mai's question.

Shen Rongche hugged Mai Mai and said, "Mai Mai, your cartoon has started."

So wheat's attention was successfully diverted to TV.

Zhang Mo'er gave Shen Rongche a thankful look, and was about to take a bath.

As soon as he got up, Shen Rongche held his hand, and then sat down on Shen Rongche's lap.

"What are you doing? The wheat is still there!"

Zhang Mo'er said a little shyly.

Shen Rongche whispered in Zhang Mo'er's ear, "You haven't comforted me yet."

Zhang Mo'er said angrily: "You are such an adult, do you still want to comfort me?"

"Of course, in order to wait for you, I'm not full yet, and I'm hungry now."

"Well, do you want some noodles? I'll cook some for you."

Shen Rongche put his head into Zhang Mo'er's neck without hesitation, took a deep breath, "Mo'er, you smell so sweet."

The man's low whisper made Zhang Mo'er tremble.

"Shen Rongche, you're still outside!"

Zhang Mo'er looked at Mai very nervously, fearing that Mai would see them as soon as she turned her head.

Children must not be taught badly.

As if Shen Rongche didn't hear Zhang Moer's words, he still refused to let go of Zhang Moer, but intensified, pecking Zhang Moer's neck lightly.

"Well, it's itchy! Get up!"

She tried to push Shen Rongche away, but a certain man was like a big mountain, unable to push it.

Zhang Mo'er was discouraged: "Then what do you want?"

"I want you."

Shen Rongche answered without thinking.

It made Zhang Mo'er's face blush again.

"Not now, Mai Mai hasn't slept yet!"

Zhang Mo'er had no choice but to move out the wheat.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Shen Rongche put her down, "Go take a shower, wait for me on the bed after washing, and I will go to coax Maimai to sleep."

After speaking, he directly carried the wheat into the room.

Zhang Mo'er froze in place, they had never been so shameless and rash doing that thing before?

Sometimes Zhang Mo'er wondered if Shen Rongche was cold, as long as she got close to her, she couldn't help doing bad things.

It's okay at home, but she doesn't care about it outside, which makes Zhang Mo'er a little scared.

Especially once because of a big order, Shen Rongche kept going out early and returning late, so he almost moved his family to the company.

Zhang Mo'er felt that Shen Rongche was working hard, so she cooked porridge for him by mistake.

Who would have thought that as soon as this smelly man saw her, he would drop the documents in his hand and walk straight towards her. Regardless of whether the door was locked or not, he hugged her and pushed her down on the sofa.

Zhang Mo'er couldn't let go of doing shameful things in the office.

Later, I didn't dare to look at Kevin for several days, for fear of being seen by others.

Zhang Mo'er thought that Shen Rongche should not be so fast in coaxing Mai Mai to sleep, so she lay down in the bathtub slowly and took a bath.

Then he fell asleep in vain.

In her sleep, a pair of familiar big hands moved across her body, itching, like fish in a footwashing shop that sucks people's feet.

But a little rough, not as creamy as fish.

If Shen Rongche knew that Zhang Mo'er regarded his teasing as a fish in a bucket of soaking feet in her sleep, she would definitely be pissed off by her.

Being set on fire everywhere, Zhang Mo'er couldn't help but let out a groan.

How could Shen Rongche bear Zhang Mo'er's screams? With red eyes, he fished Zhang Mo'er out of the water, threw him on the bed, and then fell on top of him.

Early the next morning, Zhang Mo'er felt as if she had been run over repeatedly by a car, her whole body was sore, and not a single part of her skin was intact, there were bruises everywhere.

When she saw it, she was taken aback for a moment, and then she hid under the quilt, not daring to imagine the depressing scenes of last night.

The movement here startled Shen Rongche, and a strong arm directly pulled Zhang Mo'er into his arms.

"woke up?"

Zhang Mo'er quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, but her eyes couldn't stop trembling. The long eyelashes were on Shen Rongche's chest, sweeping Shen Rongche's chest every now and then, but Zhang Mo'er didn't notice it at all.

Shen Rongche opened his eyes, curled his lips, took Zhang Mo'er's hand, and covered that hot spot.

The hot touch caused Zhang Mo'er's hand to snap away, but was completely suppressed by Shen Rongche, there was no room for relaxation.

The two fought against each other like children, holding hands and fighting for hundreds of rounds, the most popular ending was that Zhang Mo'er was still no match for Shen Rongche, and an extremely fierce battle ended.

Zhang Mo'er packed up her things and went to school. Now she cherishes her school time very much.

It was already low-key enough, but walking in the crowd of people coming and going during the school season, Zhang Mo'er unknowingly became the focus of the crowd again.

The already eye-catching face became extremely bright when Zhang Mo'er raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

Everyone who walked by her was fascinated by Zhang Mo'er, but Zhang Mo'er didn't know it.

She still looked for classrooms on her own, because she had been away from school for several years, and the distribution of some classrooms was different from what she remembered, but Zhang Moer quickly found her own classroom by instinct.

However, someone who was in a daze didn't know that there were more than a dozen people behind him, and followed her into this classroom that didn't belong to their class one by one.

This class is not Yin Qionghua's class, but another professor's class. He is a rigorous and meticulous 50-year-old uncle with an academic style. When he sees Zhang Mo'er appearing in his class, he can't help but wrinkle frown.

Even though Zhang Mo'er didn't wear any makeup and was dressed in ordinary clothes, there was a special magical power on her body that attracted people's attention.

"Everyone be quiet, let's start class. My name is Su Yuming. I will explain this class to you this semester."

After finishing speaking, he scanned every corner of the classroom sharply, and then glanced at the list in his hand.

"Please leave the classroom for students who have nothing to do with this class."

Professor Su's tone was cool and his eyes were sharp, making students afraid to look directly at him.

As soon as the voice fell, the classroom was still silent.

No one left their seats, because these extra people were obsessed with Zhang Moer's beauty and couldn't help themselves, so they couldn't hear what Su Yuming was saying.