Wen Xia drank warm water, and a sweet smell of honey filled her mouth. The sweetness was very light, just like her.

She pursed her lips a few times, and her beautiful eyes turned into crescent moons. "Mo Mo, where did you get the honey?" Then she gave him the pink water bottle and signaled him to drink it too.

"Teacher Wang gave it." Qin Mo reached out to take it, took a few sips while taking a bottle, and his movements were skillful and natural.

Quan Qiang felt something was wrong without knowing it. He was not a cousin, he was simply a couple who had been married for many years.

Of course he didn't dare to say this.

He was afraid that others would say he was sick and had dirty thoughts.

After all, he is so dirty when he turns his cousin yy into a couple.

He unnaturally lowered his cough and walked away with the spicy strips, "Do you want the spicy strips?"

"Take it over and stuff it." Huo Qiu leaned against the table in the aisle and waved to him.

Looking at the man and woman in front of the table and the single dogs in the back of the table, Pansen's heart was running by ten thousand grass-roots horses, then looked at Zhao Zichuan, who was in a fellow disciple, looking desperate, "Dog, go to the toilet?"

Hearing the word "dogzi", Zhao Zichuan: "..."

He nodded soon.

They would rather go to the toilet to smell the stinky smell than eat dog food here.

No, it was the dog being slaughtered.

...

The disadvantages of sitting by the window were exposed the next day.

The two and three classes on Wednesday are English classes and lectures.

It was a bit boring for Wen Xia, but she was still obedient to listen to the lecture.

Being well-behaved is being well-behaved, but her hands are not honest at all.

Qin Mo looked at his wife's hand, picking the pen, picking the eraser, and pulling the thread of the sweatshirt and hat. A doting smile flashed across his eyebrows.

Then he reached out and held her hand, and met Wen Xia's wide apricot eyes. He raised his eyebrows and used only a sound that two people could hear, "You can play with your husband's hands."

Wen Xia: “…”

She blushed in a frustration.

Pansen, who was on the back desk, secretly played games while listening to the class. It was a bit fatal to let him listen to English for two classes.

Zhao Zichuan and him were playing tricks, and there were also Quan Qiang, Huo Qiu and others.

English classes are recognized by science classes as the most "boring" class.

From time to time, Pan Sen and Zhao Zichuan's very quiet voices came, "Southeast, north..."

Wen Xia turned her head and looked at her, unable to help but feel a little "jealous". Is the minds of these academic masters different from hers?

Soon she turned her head back, Yu Guang looked at the window accidentally, and Zhou Gangzheng looked at Pansen with a serious face.

She was shocked and quickly pulled her hand back guiltily. Qin Mo felt the movement and looked over. He calmly withdrew his hand and placed it on the table.

Zhou Gang didn't notice the strangeness of the two of them at all. His eyes were staring at Pansen, who was busy playing games, as if he was waiting for him to discover his death gaze.

Wen Xia secretly stretched out his right hand and knocked on the table behind along the wall, reminding Zhao Zichuan behind him.

After hearing the sound, Zhao Zichuan instinctively looked at Wen Xia and saw her hand pointing to the window slightly.

He glanced at the window in his eyes, was shocked, and quietly stood his phone by the wall and covered it with an English test paper.

Because it was a blind spot, and Zhou Gang's attention was on Pansen, he did not notice that he was also playing with his mobile phone.

Then he touched Pansen, who was still playing games with his head, and when Pansen looked up, he made a lip shaped "window."

Pansen glanced at the window, and trembled his hands at last Zhou Gang's stern look, then hurriedly stuffed his phone into the drawer.

His mind was blank.

After class, after the English teacher left the classroom, Zhou Gang walked in and stood on the podium with a dark face, "Panson, hand over the phone."

Panson: “…”

He accepted his fate and took out his cell phone and walked up.

Zhou Gang scolded a few sternly, "Look at how your English looks like, and you also play games in class. Do you want to move bricks after graduation?"

Pansen touched his nose and stood being criticized.

Zhou Gang criticized him for a few minutes and then asked him to go down. At the end, he said, "If the monthly scores of this month are lower than the end of the last term, I will invite your father to the school."

Panson: “…”

Wen Xia gave him a bottle of milk, "Give it to you."

Thanks to his "gun blocking", if Panson had not played the game, she and Qin Mo would probably have been exposed.

Panson felt a little comforted and looked very moved, "Cousin, you are so nice."

If he knew what Wen Xia was thinking, he might have to jump off the building on the spot.

Wen Xia touched her nose with guilt, "No need to thank you."

There was probably no such thing as sympathy in the student age, and Pansen's mobile phone was collected and became the object of joking among the boys.

Quan Qiang ran over and laughed, "Menzi, are you happy? Hahaha."

Pansen said depressedly: "Gongbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingbingb

"Oh, don't do this. I have a cell phone for you to lend it to play. I will return it to you on weekends."

Quan Qiang took out a white mobile phone from his pocket and said righteously: "There is a card."

Panson didn't be polite to him, so he reached out and answered, "Please treat you to lunch."

Quan Qiang didn't be polite to him, "Okay, I want to eat braised pork."

On Thursday afternoon, the results came out. The papers for each subject were distributed uniformly, and the rankings were also released and posted on the wall.

This depends on the number of people ranking in the grades, so Wen Xia didn't squeeze in. After calculating the grades, her face was filled with smiles.

She leaned closer to Qin Mo, "Husband, how many points did you get?"

Qin Mo showed her the Chinese test paper, and she scored 147 points.

It means only three points were deducted.

Wen Xia: “…”

She was slightly hit and got better soon. Anyway, Qin Mo was a "pervert" among students.

She said "hehe": "Husband, guess how many points I got? If you guessed, you will get a reward."

Hearing the word "reward", Qin Mo raised his eyebrows intriguedly, "What reward? Kiss?"

Wen Xia felt that he would definitely not be able to guess correctly, and nodded happily, "Guess!"

At this time, a boy in the class suddenly shouted: "My God, my cousin got 721 points."

Wen Xia: “…”

Qin Mo smiled softly and said shamelessly: "I guess my wife scored 721 points."

"How is it? Are you guessing it right?"

Wen Xia: “…”

After she pouted, she began to cheat, "You cheat, it doesn't count."

Qin Mo was the first place, Zhao Zichuan was still the second place, and Panson's ten thousand-year-old third was squeezed out by the "dark horse" that was killed.

Warm summer.

Zhao Zichuan's score is only one point higher than Wen Xia.

Zhao Zichuan: “…”

Although he is still the second child, he feels like he is already shaking.

Panson: “…”

Although his score was tens of ten more than the last time, his ranking became fourth.

Both of them were silent.

They are not only abused in being single, but now they are also abused in their grades.

It's unreasonable!

Qin Mo checked Wen Xia’s math test paper. After a minute or two, he was slightly serious, "You have done similar questions to these questions, so you shouldn’t do wrong. Let’s copy the formula a hundred times."

Wen Xia raised her lips and suddenly collapsed. There were always a few days in a month that didn’t want her husband anymore.

Seeing that she was unhappy with her pouting, Qin Mo just wanted to coax her, but his cell phone vibrated. He answered the phone and walked out.
Chapter completed!