do not move!This is my daughter-in-law

"Mo Ru, what do you want to do when you grow up?" In a quiet afternoon, a woman sat on a wicker chair in the garden, turned her head and smiled and said to the child in her arms.

"I want to be an excellent person like my father." The child in his arms rolled his eyes and smiled happily, "Then I will have the ability to protect myself, this family, and my favorite." mother!"

No.no.

"Our Moru family is awesome." The woman smiled softly and kissed the child on the cheek, "Mom is waiting for the day when you grow up!"

No.you have not.

"Okay." The child in his arms closed his eyes with a smile and fell asleep in his mother's arms.

The mother's arms are very comfortable, so gentle, so reassuring, so... cold?

The child frowned and gently opened his eyes.

The sky was dark, and the surrounding fog was endless. There was a pungent smell of blood floating in the air, and the piercing voice surrounded her ears, almost swallowing her.

The child opened her mouth, but she didn't make a sound. The great fear choked her throat, making her unable to say a word.

The whole body trembled violently because of fear, the child curled his lips, resisting the urge to cry, and turned his head to look for the figure of his mother.

A woman with disheveled hair and blood all over her body appeared in her sight.

It looks so familiar yet so strange.

The child bit his lip and crawled over to push her a few times, but no matter how hard she tried, the woman lying on the ground still refused to open her eyes to take a look at her.

Then there was a voice behind him.

"She is dead," said the voice.

Qin Moru sat up suddenly, and the tears accumulated in her eyes instantly fell down with her standing up, and hit the quilt heavily.

"Mom..." Qin Moru murmured in a low voice.

"Are you awake? Don't move around, your head has just been bandaged." The school doctor at the side noticed her movement, got up quickly and walked towards her.

"What the hell is that director?" Qin Moru muttered while covering his head.

"It seems to be looking for your class teacher." The school doctor smiled, picked up a glass of water from the table and handed it to her, "He left after someone brought you here."

"Fuck!" Qin Moru cursed, shook his head and rejected the school doctor's offer, got up from the bed and ran towards the door.

"Eh?! Eh, don't run away!" The school doctor called her from behind.

Qin Moru didn't know how long he had been in a coma since just now, and he didn't know what the situation was like now. The director actually went to see Teacher Ai.

What did you say?What did you do again?Will it implicate her?

Questions flashed through Qin Moru's mind, making her already uncomfortable head even more uncomfortable.

It was like there were a bunch of nurses living in it, each holding a small needle and pricking her down.

Qin Moru gritted his teeth and accelerated the speed of his feet.

Ai Qiao's office is right in front of her. As soon as she arrived at the door, she heard the resonant voice of the dean before opening the door.

It was blaming, blaming Qin Moru and Guo Zhuang for the fight, blaming them for lowering the school's image, blaming Ai Qiao for not fulfilling her duty as a class teacher.

It was hard to hear what Qin Moru said, to the point where Qin Moru wanted to pull him out and beat him up.

But Ai Qiao who was standing opposite him didn't seem to show any aggressive behavior, just stood there quietly.

"I believe in my students." Ai Qiao suddenly said this when the dean was tired of scolding and was about to drink his saliva.

Qin Moru was taken aback, and withdrew his hand that was about to open the door.

"What?!" The dean put down the cup with a bang.

"I said that I believe in classmate Qin Moru." Ai Qiao smiled with a calm expression, "As her head teacher, I am very familiar with what kind of student she is, and the accusations you have fabricated for her cannot convince me. .”

"Can't believe it?" The dean shouted at the top of his voice, "I've seen it and you still say you can't believe it?!"

"You only saw the scene where she hit someone with a brick, so did you see how she got the injury on her head?" Ai Qiao asked.

The dean was taken aback.

"As an educational institution, what the school should do is to protect the students, not to blame her when she is injured." Ai Qiao shook her head, "There are so many cameras and so many eyes in the school, they can always find out what happened After all, if she is really wrong, then I am willing to take all the responsibilities, and I don't care whether it is a review or deducting wages."

"However, please don't wrong my students before the truth of the matter has been found out." Ai Qiao said righteously.

The teaching director was held back for a long time without saying a word.

"Let's talk about those people..." Ai Qiao said, turning her eyes to Guo Zhuang, "What kind of students they usually are and what they have done, everyone can see it."

"Is he pretending to be so honest now? I think you know it in your heart." Ai Qiao said, slowly walked up to the director, and whispered in his ear, "You can't just because he is the leader's son." Just take care of him."

"You have to know that a grade one with almost perfect scores in all subjects is as important as the leader's son." Ai Qiao laughed.

"Okay! Shut up!" The dean's expression loosened.

"Let's put this matter aside for now, and we'll deal with it later!" The director snorted coldly, slammed the door and walked out.

Guo Zhuang yelled a few words in the back, but finally saw that he couldn't keep him back, so he opened the door and chased him out.

Qin Moru leaned against the wall, looking at him with cold eyes.

"It's not over!" Guo Zhuang roared.

"Me too." Qin Moru nodded, "Be careful when walking at night in the future, you might die accidentally one day."

Guo Zhuang scolded her through gritted teeth.

Qin Moru shrugged, opened the door of the office and walked in.

Ai Qiao sat on the chair, looking a little tired.

"Teacher Ai?" Qin Moru called her.

"Ah, you're awake!" Ai Qiao looked at her in surprise, and quickly got up from the chair and walked to her and looked back and forth several times.

"Does it hurt?" Ai Qiao asked.

"It's nothing." Qin Moru shook his head.

"That student named Guo Zhuang really pissed me off..." Ai Qiao sighed, turned around and sat back on the chair, and at the same time did not forget to give Qin Moru a hand.

"I'm really surprised." Qin Moru smiled, sat on the chair and looked at Ai Qiao face to face.

"Accident what?"

"Unexpectedly, you got into a fight with the director." Qin Moru said, "According to the normal situation, the teacher and the director are in the same wave, aren't they?"

"That's someone else, not me. He's not attractive and he's not a magnet. Why should I fight with him?" Ai Qiao said softly.

Qin Moru couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Besides, I still have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. I just don't want to let him say that you are wrong." Ai Qiao curled her lips, "I am not willing to scold my students, but I can still let him scold Like that?"

"Teacher Ai, you talk too much today." Qin Moru was still smiling.

"Hold it." Ai Qiao said, "Hey, don't laugh!"

"Okay, I won't laugh anymore." Qin Moru said, quickly returning his expression to normal.

Then she looked up and glanced around.

"What's wrong?" Ai Qiao asked her.

"Kiss you." Qin Moru said, leaning down and kissing the corner of Ai Qiao's lips.

"Qin..." Ai Qiao was stunned.

"Don't talk, and don't push me." Qin Moru raised his head and looked at her, "I'm not in good health now, if I'm a little stimulated, I might faint again."

"But don't..." Ai Qiao raised her hand and wanted to push her away, but she hesitated after hearing what Qin Moru said just now, her fingers moved and finally landed on Qin Moru's back.

"Teacher Ai." Qin Moru called her softly in her ear, "I really like you, I've never liked anyone so much before."

"Ah." Ai Qiao didn't know what to say, so she could only pat Qin Moru's back with her hand.

After about three or four seconds, she heard a faint cry coming from her ear.

The author has something to say: come here and recommend Ms. Ji Yourongqing's article "Blame her for being too gentle gl", a simple and cute cute girl x a gentle and humble lady, the writing is smooth and the plot is compact, and it looks good (≧▽≦)

By the way, the next two chapters will be very sweet [The author said with his legs crossed]