Reborn as a petite ex-uncle

He just pushed and closed the bathroom door for her.

Because of his sudden intrusion, she no longer had the intention of drying the clothes, so she quickly wrung out the inner and outer clothes until the water stopped dripping, put them on, and then walked out of the bathroom.

As expected, he hasn't left yet.

The man who had changed his clothes regained his composure, he was no longer agitated in the rain just now, and watched him quietly:

"Didn't Teacher Yuan leave just now?"

She replied unhurriedly: "I found Xiao Subao's children's watch left here, come back and look for it."

He didn't ask this again, but changed the topic, and his eyes lingered on her: "Finally, I met the teacher Tang'er that Wei Wei said."

"To each other. It's just that I didn't expect that it's better to be famous than to meet." The woman's tone was a little more mocking.

Huo Shenxiu didn't mind her sarcasm, and only took a few steps closer to her, his voice suddenly sank: "You are not some raw sugar, who the hell are you?"

The imposing manner of a large army is stronger than it was four years ago.

Su Mi breathed slightly, but raised her face calmly and looked directly at the person in front of her: "Mr. Huo may have misidentified the person."

"I don't." His eyes suddenly turned sharp, and he simply raised his hand and lifted the chin of the woman in front of him, as if wanting to see more clearly, and as if to confirm whether she had touched a knife on her face: "Tell me, who are you."

"I'm Yuan Tanger, your daughter's tutor, of course, I won't be anymore soon." She pushed his hand away lightly and forcefully, calm as ever, "I don't know who Mr. Huo thinks of me, nor I know how similar I am to that person, but there are too many similar people in this world, if there is nothing wrong, let’s go.”

As soon as she turned around, two arms rushed from behind, hugged her tightly, and embraced her:

"Don't go, Mimi, you're lying to me, right? You deliberately lied to me because you were angry. I'm sorry. I was wrong. Don't be angry..."

Her body was bouncing violently in his embrace, then she struggled away and turned around:

"Mr. Huo is self-respecting. I'm really not a honey. Your wife knows my identity and background very well, so you can check it too."

The fire in his eyes was slightly extinguished, but he still stared at him stubbornly:

"No, you are Su Mi. You are not some raw sugar. You can't deceive anyone but me."

The appearance is a little different, it may be plastic surgery.

The voice is different, so it's easier to handle. This little woman is an actress, and it's not difficult to change the tone or even the timbre.This is her job.

As for the identity, it is even more ridiculous, as long as there is a way, any identity can be made.

Su Mi stared at him: "I really don't know how to explain it. Anyway, I'm not your honey. No matter how persistent you are, I'm not either."

Huo Shenxiu's eyes cooled down, he watched the little girl turn around, walked towards the door, stepped over again, picked her up, and walked towards the bed in the innermost part of the guest room.

Su Mi was startled, before she could react, she was thrown on the bed by him.

Immediately, he bent down, his muscular upper limbs wrapped around her ears, preventing her from getting up.

The scorching breath came.She bent her knees and kicked her fiercely, wanting to sneak attack, but he had noticed it earlier, he was on guard, pressed down on her body, and firmly suppressed her actions.

Close to her ear again, the thick voice made people feel flustered:

"It's okay, I have a way to make you admit it."

She knew that he wanted to use the most shameful method to force her to show her feet.

"If you act recklessly, I will definitely call the police!"

He is afraid of calling the police?

Even if he was sent directly to the gallows right now, he couldn't care less.

He just wanted her to admit that he was Su Mi.

It is his honey.

He never believed that she was dead, and now he does not believe that she is not Mimi.

A stab.

She heard the sound of the collar of her coat being ripped open.

Suddenly, the door sounded.

Light footsteps approached the bed.

Before Huo Shenxiu could react, he felt something hit his back.

Accompanied by a "bang bang", there was a stabbing pain in his back, and he rolled over and retreated from the woman.With a touch, there is blood on the fingertips.

On the ground, there were broken vases all over the place.

Su Mi got up quickly, glanced at the man whose back had been stabbed, and took a breath.

Xiao Subao first took a hard look at Ma Ma, to make sure that there was nothing wrong, and then became aggressive:

"You big grave, dare to bully me, don't you miss Buddha!"

When you get angry, you can't speak clearly.

He stared at the little boy in front of him, his eyes flickered for a moment, and suddenly he couldn't reach the knee-high little guy and lifted it up with one hand.

Su Mi's heart almost jumped out, and she hurriedly grabbed him: "You put him down—"

He didn't dare to fight him hard, for fear of falling Xiaosubao.

Xiao Subao was picked up by him, but he was still unafraid in the face of danger, seeing death as home, with domineering sideways:

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid, Su Bao! Don't be afraid, Ma Minai—"

Before the words fell, he yelled again in pain:

"Ah, it hurts so much, Mama!!"

Seeing that Huo Shenxiu hurt Xiao Subao, Su Mi didn't have any scruples anymore, so she thumped it hard: "Put down Su Bao!"

Huo Shen Xiusheng took a few punches from Su Mi, took a good look at the little guy in front of him, and put him on the ground.

Su Mi immediately put on her coat, hugged Xiao Subao, and quickly left the guest room.

This time, he didn't stop the mother and the child again, but his gaze faded, slid down, and landed on a strand of fluffy hair in the palm of his hand.

It is the tender and delicate hair that belongs to children.

Just pulled it off the kid's head.

Turning her head again, she looked towards the bathroom and walked in.

Unsurprisingly, a few strands of women's long hair were entangled in the hair dryer.

It should be left over when she just dried her hair.

He plucked off his long hair, and carefully wrapped the child's short hair with two tissue papers, and slipped them into his pocket.

At the same time, there was a dull pain in his back.

He frowned, took off his shirt, and took a look in the mirror with his naked back, only to find that his back was bleeding from being smashed by the little guy with a vase.

The wound is not deep, but it will still hurt for a while.

Little bunny.

It's really hard to start.

However, if this raw sugar is really Mimi, then could this child be his...

He put away his surging heart, cleaned the wound briefly, and then got dressed and walked out of the guest room.

As soon as she walked to the living room, sister Qiu, who was coming in from the outside, was collecting her umbrella.

"Mr. Yuan's mother and son." He raised his eyes.

"Just left." Sister Qiu replied.

He didn't say anything, and walked straight to the door.

Sister Qiu saw that he was leaving, so she didn't dare to say anything, she stepped back and stood upright, watching the host leave, but saw the tall figure of him walking to the entrance stop, and turned her head:

"Tell my wife, you are not allowed to fire Teacher Yuan."

Sister Qiu was taken aback for a moment, and then said:

"But... but my wife has already said that today is Mr. Yuan's last class..."