"Don't worry, nephew Shen. I will ask that smelly boy carefully and give you an explanation."

Then he hung up.

Shen Feiyang looks at the cell phone with black screen and frowns.

When did he become his nephew?

This is not the way to climb a relationship.

Hang up the phone huangfuzheng holding a mobile phone to laugh.

Huangfuzheng is over seventy years old this year. He can hardly find a few black hairs in his white hair.

A gray suit is quite stylish, like wearing a military uniform.

He was full of energy, and his old and turbid eyes were shining with sharp light.

Just such an obscene smile is more or less harmful to the image.

I can't see the special help next to me any more.

"Chairman, can you stop laughing?"

It's really too damaging to the image of dignity in ordinary times.

Huang Fuzheng immediately gathered up his smile and gave special assistant a cold look. Then he found Huang Fujing's phone and dialed it.

……

When huangfujing and Yu Qiqi came to the classroom.

Xi Muhan and Jiang Shanshan have been sitting in their respective positions.

Xi Muhan, dressed in school uniform, sat quietly reading. His short black hair covered his dark eyes. His high coldness and quietness formed a sharp contrast with the people around him who were laughing and talking. He was more independent.

Yu Qiqi trots a few steps, throws his schoolbag on the table, encircles Xi Muhan's neck, and pours into his arms.

"Brother Han, I miss you so much. Do you miss me?"

Xi Muhan found her as early as the moment Yu Qiqi appeared at the door of the classroom.

When Yu Qiqi came, Xi Muhan had put down the book and put her in his arms.

The Mou son is a low, to went up the little wench to gather to come over of bright crystal powder lip.

How can Xi Muhan refuse a kiss from a beauty?

"I miss you so much."

Xi Muhan lowers his head and holds the lip of the little girl. Yu Qiqi cooperatively closes his eyes and holds Xi Muhan's neck tightly.

Everyone in the class is used to these two kisses.

Although the identity of two people is insignificant, but the face value is very online.

Generally speaking, kissing like this always makes people feel sick.

But every time they see these two hugs, they feel very beautiful, and it's easy to make people want to fall in love.

In addition to the envious eyes around, there are two lines of vision that I wish to strangle two people.

One comes from Wang Miaomiao in the classroom, and the other comes from Ouyang HaoChen at the door.

Ouyang HaoChen is holding a bunch of roses in his arms. His eyes are red. He stares at the two people kissing in the classroom. His hand holding the roses is more and more powerful.

The other hand is holding the rose petals tightly.

Under the ravage of Ouyang HaoChen, the delicate petals shed black juice from his fingers, onto his shoes and on the floor tiles of the corridor.

When Wang Miaomiao turns her eyes, Yu Guang inadvertently glances at Ouyang HaoChen. She hooks her lips, opens the book and begins to read early.

Huangfujing, who is hung behind by Yu Qiqi, touches his nose and tries to narrow down his sense of existence. He walks past them and returns to his position.

He looked at Jiang Shanshan, who was sitting in the innermost part of the book with no expression on her face.

He raised his arm and put it on Jiang Shanshan's shoulder. "Shanshan, when can we kiss like Han and Yu Meiren?"

"Next life!"

Huangfujing