This is crossing

?Yang Tao's anger came and went quickly, and he regretted it after a while. Why should he be angry with a child?Bai Chang is this age.Forget it, let's pick up that little ancestor later.

Still thinking about it, I heard the sound of footsteps chasing up from behind, da da, da da, knocking on the ground, like a stray animal cub stepping its hooves in panic, gnashing its teeth to chase after the team that abandoned it .

Yang Tao paused, turned around, and sure enough, he saw a three-inch-long little Douding pounced towards him with short legs, but for some reason, it barely stopped not far in front of his legs. , so the center of gravity was still unstable, and with a click, the whole small body fell to the ground.

Yang Tao quickly helped him up and asked, "How is it? Did you hurt from the fall?"

The child didn't answer, just kept his head down, and after a while, he raised his teary face to look at him.

Ansair is not one of those children who are constantly crying. Yang Tao has never seen him cry these days. Seeing him dropping the golden bean, he thought he was in pain. Where does it hurt? Tell me quickly!"

Ansair shook his head and stretched out his hands to Yang Tao.

Yang Tao picked him up and looked him up and down, but he didn't see any broken skin or bleeding.

Ansair hugged Yang Tao's neck tightly, and said next to his ear, "Ansier doesn't hurt." Then he pointed to his eyes, "The water here flows down by itself."

Yang Tao's heart seemed to be squeezed gently by someone's hand, and then soaked in lemonade. It was sore and soft, and he couldn't help reaching out to stroke the child's soft hair.

Ansair snuggled into Yang Tao's arms, a small one, obedient and quiet.

Yang Tao carried him all the way to the court teacher, trying to put him down, but Ansair wrapped his hands around his neck tightly, twisting his body and refusing to get off.

Yang Tao coaxed him patiently: "Be good, be obedient, and I will accompany you to class."

Ansair buried his face in Yang Tao's shoulder and did not move. After a while, he let go of his hands.

This palace teacher is very gentle and patient, and he is very good at teaching children. He is very suitable as Ansair's first teacher.And Ansair is also a good student who can be framed as a template. He is focused, serious, and able to teach everything.It would be great for an ordinary person to draw inferences from one instance to another, but he is simply reversing the five, the six, the seven and the eight... Well, Xueba, he has been a Xueba since he was a child.

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It was the same this time, Ansair quickly mastered the Protestant characters, and after finishing his homework, he habitually wrote his own name on the back.But this time he suddenly thought of something, and tilted his head to look at Yang Tao who was sitting not far behind him. The latter was resting his chin on one hand, flipping the pages of the book with the other hand, the sun shining on half of his face , and the other half is hidden in the shadows, outlining the delicate and straight outline of the bridge of the nose.

Ansair stared intently, his eyes were like two round bright light bulbs.After turning around for a while, next to his own name, he carefully wrote another name one stroke at a time.

The last stroke was completed, Ansair looked at it, and nodded his head seriously, expressing his satisfaction.

Since the first time the teacher asked him to sign his name after completing his homework, he has consciously developed a good habit of writing his name on everything that looks pleasing to the eye.

The childish strokes seem to have branded those things and delineated the right of ownership.

Write this person's name next to yourself, then this person is yours.

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This court teacher has a lot of private books, Yang Tao roughly browsed through a small part, but couldn't find what he wanted.And if you have a rough look at all the books here, it will be impossible to do it in a while.He didn't know where to find the answer, and he never knew the devious tactics. Taking advantage of the gap between lectures, he directly asked the teacher about time travel.

Even the greatest space magician in the whole continent can't give a definite answer to such a profound question, let alone an ordinary court teacher?Naturally, the amiable teacher was baffled, but seeing Yang Tao's eagerness for knowledge, he agreed to help him find relevant books and materials.

While they were talking, Ansair stood beside Yang Tao's legs, holding his trouser legs in his hands, with a confused expression on his face.He doesn't like Yang Tao's eyes not paying attention to him, even if the person who steals his attention is his teacher, he still finds it annoying, very annoying.

After standing obediently for a while, he began to try to climb onto Yang Tao.As soon as he succeeded a little, he was mercilessly suppressed by Yang Tao's palm.

Ansair's eyes were bright, like two small flames burning in them, showing persistent courage.After failing once, he made persistent efforts, grabbed Yang Tao's front lapel with his hands, and climbed up with his legs pushing his knees.

Yang Tao couldn't laugh or cry, the court teacher who had never seen His Royal Highness the little prince was even dumbfounded immediately.

"Hey, don't move," Yang Tao said, "Your teacher and I are talking about very important things, which are related to your and my happy future."