Shen Yumo had a rare expression on his face, appearing a bit serious.

"Okay, Aunt Jiang, Teacher Shen."

Although she was surprised by Teacher Shen's reaction, Wang Jie didn't follow up and asked, but obediently followed suit.

The two chatted about a lot of study problems, and seeing that it was getting late, Shen Yumo asked Wang Jie to go back.

Shen Yumo simply sorted out the books on the table, touched his sore neck, turned around and went to the bedroom.

Jiang Ziquan was still drawing the picture of the crown, and he was always dissatisfied with the changes. His brows were frowning and he seemed a little irritable, and there was still a thin layer of sweat on his head.

But it is always said that people who are serious are the most beautiful. Jiang Ziquan belongs to the kind of person who looks beautiful as long as he sits quietly. This hard-working appearance is naturally extremely beautiful.

Shen Yumo stood at the door for an unknown how long, without speaking, quietly watching Jiang Ziquan painting there, her slender hands moving back and forth on the paper, as soon as she thought that the painting was her wedding dress, she would Somewhat delighted, her wedding dress was drawn by her lover stroke by stroke, this feeling is really amazing.

Jiang Ziquan seemed to have really encountered some difficulties, and was about to search for cigarettes in his pocket, Shen Yumo also guessed what she was going to do, walked up to hold her hand, and said in a waxy voice, "Take a break. "

With the familiar scent on the tip of his nose, Jiang Ziquan obediently put down his pen, turned the chair, supported Shen Yumo's waist, and pulled the beauty into his arms with a force: "I don't know how Teacher Shen wants me to rest?"

Shen Yumo was really a little tired, being dragged onto her lap by Jiang Ziquan, she just struggled for a while, and moved her body randomly to make herself sit more securely.

Ignoring Jiang Ziquan's words, "Wang Jie is a good girl in her studies. I thought she would not be so nervous about the college entrance examination, but recently she has become a little nervous. I hope she can adjust her mentality as soon as possible."

She didn't intend to ask Jiang Ziquan to answer the conversation, and continued: "Sister-in-law's prenatal check-up is nothing." As she spoke, she reached for the photo album on the table and flipped through it a few times. Sorry, changed to another set and continued to watch.

Listening to Teacher Shen's words at close range is really a kind of enjoyment. The ears and eyes are a kind of beautiful enjoyment. I couldn't bear it and lightly pecked at the corner of her mouth.

Shen Yumo wiped off the most likely lipstick on the corner of her mouth, patted her lightly, and got off her body: "I'm so tired, I'm going to take a bath."

Jiang Ziquan nodded. Teacher Shen did look a bit haggard, and looked at the painting randomly again. The college entrance examination is coming soon. It seems that she has to hurry up and finish the work recently.

The two of them took a bath and lay on the bed, Shen Yumo said with a bit of a strange meaning, "Today, grandpa suddenly said that we don't need that gossip formation in the future."

Jiang Ziquan's heart skipped a beat.

Shen Yumo turned over to face Jiang Ziquan, closed her eyes and said, "After sleeping for so many years, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable."

"...Grandpa must have a reason for letting you do this."

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Jiang Ziquan's body, he was afraid that Teacher Shen would take back the gossip formation, and whose fault would it be if Teacher Shen couldn't get up to bed?

"That's right." Shen Yumo replied in a muffled voice.

After a while, a steady breathing sound came from my ear, and I followed the faint light to see that Teacher Shen was indeed asleep. Jiang Ziquan sneaked out of the bed and continued to draw in the living room.

As the day of the college entrance examination was getting closer, Teacher Shen began to get a little busy, getting up at five or six o'clock every day, and not coming back until eleven o'clock in the evening, and a faint blue-black layer began to appear around the eyes.

Teacher Shen also began to become more and more nervous, but her nervousness seemed a little cute.

In the past, although Teacher Shen was not as quiet as an iceberg, she was not very talkative after all. Recently, she has become more and more talkative, but she still doesn't let Jiang Ziquan interrupt. She has heard a lot about the situation in their class. Jiang Ziquan was actually able to say the names of all kinds of classmates.

Teacher Shen is a Chinese teacher, she must talk a lot in class, and she can still talk like this at home. Hearing her hoarse voice, Jiang Ziquan was worried that her voice was going to fail, so she would make some tea for her from time to time, and asked her to carry it with her. lozenge.

After a few days, Jiang Ziquan still felt a little strange. He was afraid that Teacher Shen was sick, so he hurriedly called Mrs. Shen. Feeling relieved, I often go to Mrs. Shen's place to pack meals, in order to make Mrs. Shen eat better and have energy to speak.

At night, Mr. Shen talked more and more in his sleep, Jiang Ziquan could only gently hug him in his arms and comfort him softly. This is an extremely rare blessing recently.Recently, I even saw Mr. Shen very rarely.

During the day, Jiang Ziquan continued to make her paintings, thinking that when the painting was almost done, she would ask Chen Chen to help find a professional designer to modify it, and then make the wedding dress as soon as possible, which was one of her thoughts .

Chapter 52

It was rare for Jiang Ziquan not to put on her ugly blindfold, she opened her eyes and raised her head to look at the dark top of her head, she was thinking whether to let Teacher Shen suffer a little bit tonight?

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