Ninety lucky little sweet wife

For the next period of time, Qin Huai was immersed in various questions all day long.

Soon it was the eve of the math competition, Qin Huai took the trolley suitcase that Zhu Yan specially prepared for his trip, and went to Duancheng to take the train to Beijing.

Duancheng is more than 1000 kilometers away from Beijing, and it takes a day and a night to take the train. Under Zhu Yan's repeated entrustment, Qin Huai bought a sleeper seat.

Mr. Zhao, who went to Beijing with Qin Huai, was like a dog's skin plaster. He had been sticking to Qin Huai's side since the bus in Qiuhu Town. Later, he even bought the train ticket with him on a bunk bed.

There are four beds in the carriage, when Qin Huai and the others entered, there was already an elderly woman sitting on the bed next door with her little granddaughter.

The little granddaughter looked about the same age as Lele from Aunt Zhang's family. She had two small braids and wore a sports school uniform with a certain kindergarten printed on it, which was loose and didn't fit well.

Seeing two men walking into the carriage, the little girl took the initiative to greet them.

Teacher Zhao glanced at the little girl, didn't say anything, and climbed onto the upper bed of another bed with her luggage bag in hand.

Qin Huai put down the suitcase, found a bag of shortbread, took out one and handed it to the little girl.

The little girl took Qin Huai's shortbread, thanked her sweetly, and began chatting with Qin Huai in her unclear language.

Riding the train itself is a boring thing, but with the company of a little girl, it is suddenly much more interesting.

From her body, Qin Huai seemed to see the Yaoyao back then, who was also so talkative.

The departure time is approaching, and the horn outside the car window is still yelling hard, reminding passengers to get on the bus as soon as possible.

At this moment, the door of the carriage was pushed open from the outside.

A young girl walked in, pulling a suitcase and stepping on stiletto heels.

The girl was wearing a matcha-colored dress, standing gracefully in the carriage.

Maybe it was because of the driving, the white forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and a breath-takingly beautiful face was flushed uncontrollably.

At this time, Qin Huai had already tidied up the bed, and was reading a book.

As soon as he raised his head, he met a pair of crystal clear eyes.

Those eyes were clear and piercing, flashing with surprise, meeting his gaze, and a charming smile instantly appeared on his brows and eyes.

"Mr. Qin, did you also go to Beijing to participate in the competition?" Ding Baixuan asked happily.

This competition is being selected across the country, ranging from the big city of Beijing to small schools like Zhulin Village, more or less allotted some places.

Meeting Qin Huai here, Ding Baixuan couldn't think of the second possibility.

Qin Huai didn't answer, but just nodded, and then looked at Ding Baixuan strangely, and asked, "Why are you alone, where are your companions?"

It stands to reason that Linyue Primary School can get two places for the competition, and a high-end school like Chengxi Primary School, it is impossible for Ding Baixuan to be alone.

Ding Baixuan smiled embarrassingly, "They took the last bus, and I was delayed for a while because of something. But now that I have met you, Teacher Qin, I can be regarded as a companion."

"Okay, when you arrive at the station tomorrow, you can go there with us." Qin Huai said.

He and Ding Baixuan are not very close, at least they met once, and now they are his landlord.

It's not very safe for her to run around like a girl in another country. With the protection of two big men, Mr. Zhao and him, she can feel at ease.

After Mr. Zhao went to bed, he kept squinting his eyes and feigned sleep.

He didn't like that little girl's twittering and arguing, and he was feeling irritable when he saw a peerless beauty walk into their carriage.

Immediately, his eyes were straightened, and the halazi flowed all over the floor.

To Mr. Zhao's surprise, Qin Huai actually knew this peerless beauty. He also heard that Qin Huai wanted to take the beauty with him, so he immediately fell in love with Qin Huai.

This guy is so on the go.

"Hello, beautiful teacher, my surname is Zhao, and I am Lao Qin's colleague."

Teacher Zhao leaned against the edge of the bed and poked her head out, taking the initiative to greet Ding Baixuan, trying to create a sense of presence in front of the beautiful woman.

A certain man who was called Lao Qin by Mr. Zhao was so frightened that goose bumps would come out all over his body.

Looking at Ding Baixuan again, the disgusted expression on her face flashed without leaving a trace, and she said lightly: "Hello, Mr. Zhao, my surname is Ding, from now on you can call me Mr. Ding or Xiao Ding."

Ding Baixuan didn't like this man very much, especially when the word "beauty" came out of his mouth, she felt very frivolous.

"Okay, Miss Ding." Teacher Zhao still said in a perverted tone.

Ding Baixuan was too lazy to entangle with this kind of animal-faced guy, put down her luggage, and prepared to go back to her bed.

However, when Ding Baixuan saw that her bed was similar to that of that perverted man, she was in trouble again.

She specially wore an expensive dress today. If she was allowed to sleep on the bed, the ups and downs would inevitably reveal something. Wouldn't she be watched carefully by that perverted man.

Seeing Ding Baixuan frozen in place, Qin Huai suddenly understood.

"It's not safe to sleep on the bed, why don't Teacher Ding change it with me."

With that said, Qin Huai quickly piled up the luggage and books that had just been laid out.

Ding Baixuan was very grateful and was about to thank Qin Huai when she saw the lingering Mr. Zhao poking his head out again.

"Ms. Ding, beauty, if you want to sleep under me, I will be very nervous."

Sleep with you big head ghost.

Ding Baixuan gave Teacher Zhao an angry look, and left the carriage dragging some heavy suitcases.

If it weren't for the fact that Mr. Zhao came here with him, Qin Huai really wanted the car police to blow this guy down.

Too bad.

There was an old man and a child in the carriage, and they drove at every turn without caring about other people's emotions.

I really don't want any face.

Teacher Zhao has a family, and his children are all in junior high school, but his strange habit is no longer a secret in the whole Linyue Elementary School.

Fortunately, he still has a bottom line, and he won't touch children.

For the mothers of children, it's hard to say, they will always have some physical contact with them unconsciously.

Later, everyone became familiar with his temper. Every year at the parents' meeting, Mr. Zhao's class would be full of fathers.

This made Mr. Zhao very distressed.

When everyone thought that Ding Baixuan would go to the conductor to change carriages, Ding Baixuan finally returned to the carriage.

Only this time, she has replaced the beautiful skirt with a slim and capable suit, and the hair scattered on her shoulders has also been tied into a ponytail, exuding the atmosphere of a working woman.

Compared with the set of skirts just now, it seems to be much more mature and stable.