Received a Wife From the Civil Affairs Bureau

They are obviously the same clothes, but Shen Yumo wears them like a fairy from heaven and earth, noble, elegant, and full of abstinence, while Jiang Ziquan wears them like Daji, who will bring disaster to the country and the people, which is confusing.

Shen Yumo moved a little further away from her, Jiang Ziquan's expression seemed to want to swallow her alive, something filled her brown eyes, she coughed a few times, and Jiang Ziquan's eyes regained their clarity.

"Yu Mo, you are so pretty."

The room was small, and Shen Yumo could feel the heat from Jiang Ziquan's words on his face, and the charming atmosphere swirled between the two of them. She was really angry at why she agreed to change her clothes.

Jiang Ziquan went to Shen Yumo's side again, and lifted the clothes on his thighs, revealing his long white legs.

Shen Yumo looked at the exposed large white area, her face blushed again, she thought in her heart that she had never seen such a cheeky girl as Jiang Ziquan, and seeing this scene, she was so stiff that she dared not move.

Shy and angry, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Ziquan took a closer look at Shen Yumo's thighs, compared them to his own, and said clearly, "So our legs are the same length."

"Long legs"

That expression is simply not too serious.

Shen Yumo glanced at Jiang Ziquan like a fool.

"My height should be due to the length of my upper body, so that it doesn't look as long as your legs." Jiang Ziquan didn't care, shrank his neck, and continued to explain.

"Yes, we both have long legs." Shen Yumo said casually, not wanting to continue this boring topic.

Under Jiang Ziquan's hard work, Shen Yumo still paid for the black dress with high slits.

When she went out to buy milk tea for Shen Yumo, she quickly smoked a cigarette, feeling a little frightened, and touched the warm jade on her neck. She lost her composure just now. When she saw Shen Yumo, her mind went blank. It doesn't belong to me anymore, I just want to do something indescribable to Shen Yumo, like being possessed by a demon.

Fortunately, the nuanyu on her neck was faintly feverish at that time, so she suddenly came back to her senses, guessing that Shen Yumo must have been frightened, so she changed the topic to tease her, thinking to herself that she must find some time Go to the hospital to check it out.

When the two returned home, Chen Feng was actually doing his homework. Jiang Ziquan was relieved but also a little embarrassed. He led his wife out to buy things, completely forgetting that the boy hadn't eaten yet.

Shen Yumo didn't forget it, so he kept urging Jiang Ziquan to come back earlier so that he could make dinner with him.

Chen Feng trotted up to Jiang Ziquan, and explained that she must buy himself a concert ticket. He didn't even eat lunch because of his studies. He used to skip school and go home to eat.

Jiang Ziquan glanced at Shen Yumo, who was busy, and patted her on the shoulder, but did not speak.

After dinner, Shen Yumo was writing lesson plans while Chen Feng was doing homework beside him. Seeing this, Jiang Ziquan felt that Shen Yumo must be tutoring their children in the same way in the future.

This scene was so beautiful, she didn't want to go to work in the store at all, so she took the unfinished sketch, prepared to watch the real person paint a few strokes, and warmed up a glass of milk for the two of them.

It's just that Chen Feng's foundation is too difficult to explain in words, and Shen Yumo blinked angrily several times, which is already considered angry for Shen Yumo, who has always been known for his good temper.

Jiang Ziquan was originally drawing quietly, but her ears were perked up to listen to Shen Yumo's lecture. After several times, she was almost able to master it. The boy still had a face of incomprehension, but the hot milk was drunk. Jing Guang, she was so angry that she kicked him directly.

"What are you doing?" Shen Yumo stopped what he was doing, frowned and stared at her.

"I.."

Before Jiang Ziquan could speak, Shen Yumo brought over the English test questions that Chen Feng had done just now, and said, "Correct it."

"what?"

"You still know English, right?" Shen Yumo glanced at her, then turned around and continued to explain the test questions to Chen Feng with a gentle face.

Jiang Ziquan blinked and looked at the English test paper that he hadn't seen for several years. What does this mean?

Chen Feng next to him gave him a look of incomprehension, but seeing that Sister Quan was so cowardly, he was finally willing to listen carefully. After all, Shen Yumo was famous for her good temper in their school, and the students all regarded her as a big The sister's place has no deterrent effect.

Jiang Ziquan looked at the topic and couldn't help turning the pen a few times, his movements were cool, Chen Feng couldn't help but look at her, obsessively watching her sister Quan play handsome.

Chen Feng looked at her Sister Quan's thin hands, Jiang Ziquan felt the gaze and glanced at him submissively, then quickly glanced at Shen Yumo, her Teacher Shen was also looking at her, with no expression on her face, she blinked her eyes twice , How come there is a feeling of making trouble here.

Jiang Ziquan sighed and tidied up: "I'm going to the shop."

Looking at the closed door, Shen Yumo felt a little uncomfortable. Was her action a little too much just now?

"Mr. Shen, how do you do this question?"

Shen Yumo regained his senses and continued to teach Chen Feng the questions, but he seemed not as focused as before.

After finishing the homework with great difficulty, I heard Chen Feng sigh with emotion.

"Mr. Shen, I was admitted to No. [-] middle school at the beginning, unlike sister Quan, who didn't even go to No. [-] middle school. After a year of hard work, I was admitted to Jingyang University. It's really ironic. "