The Little Fairy Reborn As a Schoolmaster

  Chapter 227 Interlude 227

  Lu Ziheng even connected the second half of the sentence.

  There are yellow ginkgo in the corner.

  There is green grass in the corner.

  And that little sleeping bag~

   After Lu Ziheng was silent, Shen Qinghuan said to him in a low voice, "Lu Ziheng. You are so naive."

  In spite of this, I can’t help screaming in my heart: Why are there boys in this world who sing so nicely? (ω)

   "Only naive people can say that others are naive." Lu Ziheng said to Shen Qinghuan in an old manner: "Also. Women sing and follow husbands, since ancient times, it has not been a shameful thing."

   "Just what you can say." Shen Qinghuan seemed to drink a honeypot, sweet in her heart.

  After they find their pockets, Shen Qinghuan understands that people are not as good as dogs.

  Doudou is quite enjoyable.

  The two short legs behind are used as cushions, half-squinted, sitting lazily on the ginkgo leaves to bask in the sun.

  Shen Qinghuan bent down. She had learned the correct hug posture in a certain sound before. She was uncomfortable with the bad luck. She nestled in Shen Qinghuan’s arms and listened to her muttering: "Doudou, you should exercise."

  "Wang~"

  He stretched out her warm little-she-head and licked Shen Qinghuan’s fingertips, both well-behaved and obedient.

   "Hurt." Lu Ziheng poked Doudou's little cheek, "I will pretend to be cute in front of my mother. When my father took you out for a walk, why didn't you go?"

   Turned around in circles, saying that he didn't want to pay attention to Lu Ziheng.

  Shen Qinghuan was amused by going around, she smiled and said: "No way to care about you."

   "It's enough for me to justify you." Lu Ziheng stood up, his smile was like a March spring breeze, gentle and warm.

  Shen Qinghuan was still a little afraid to look at Lu Ziheng. He always felt that there was a black hole in his eyes, and he would fall into it if he was not careful.

  She squatted a little numb, and slowly stood up on the wall behind her.

  "Should I buy milk tea?" Lu Ziheng suggested, "I remember you like to drink red bean flavor."

  Every night of self-study in the winter of the previous life, Lu Ziheng would see a girl with fluttering hair walking through the alley with a cup of red bean-flavored milk tea.

  Lu Ziheng remembers every habit, every hobby, and every utterance of Shen Qinghuan.

   "Oh. Then I am waiting for you at the door."

  Shen Qinghuan hugged her pockets, and did not take a good time in public, so she proposed to wait outside the door of the tea shop.

  At that time, the sun was shining, but the wind was blowing so hard, Shen Qinghuan’s eyes were a bit astringent, and when he raised his arm, he found a thin person who hit him suddenly and said sorry in a low voice.

   Doudou couldn't help but barked and barked, and Shen Qinghuan immediately responded that this person had come to grab the dog.

  Previously, there were also media reports that many dog-traffickers did some savage behaviors in order to make huge profits.

  In broad daylight, is this openly grabbing the dog?

  Shen Qinghuan’s physical fitness has always been good.

  She hurriedly chased the man who was walking around, and when she was about to catch up, the man jumped into the car.

  The pain of losing a loved one in the previous life made Shen Qinghuan’s eye circles suddenly turn red.

   Regardless of the danger, she got into the dog-trafficker’s car: "You give me your pocket!"

  The man was taken aback. He never thought that a girl from Shen Qinghuan would be so desperate for a pet dog.

   "Go faster!" He told the driver comrades in front of him, but the comrades were less courageous. He stepped on the accelerator for a long time and didn't speed up, and he hurriedly pressed the flame out.

  When the man cursed his companion and wanted to switch to the driver’s seat to drive himself, he was dragged out by Shen Qinghuan abruptly.

  (End of this chapter)