The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Qu Tang carried his own bag and took Tang Tiantian's bag. The two of them left the villa.

Wu Fang: "Wu Wu, my daughter doesn't love me. "

Tang Feng, the Tang family's father, took a Napkin and wiped his mouth.

"haven't you always been arguing about wanting Qu Tang to be your son-in-law? What's there to be jealous about? "

Wu Fang: "wrong! Can't you see that I'm a little excited? My daughter is indeed like me, just like me in the past. When she meets someone she likes, she knows how to take the initiative to attack. "

Father Tang:"...". ...

*

Xia Ling and Qu Tang were in the same school.

This school had teachers from kindergarten to high school. Moreover, the school's teachers were among the best in the country.

Back then, Tang Feng and Wu Fang had deliberately sent Tang Tiantian to Qu Tang's school because they were afraid that Tang Tiantian would be bullied in kindergarten.

For this reason, the Tang family had donated a library to the school.

A chauffeur could send Qu Tang and Xia Ling to school together.

Taking care of Tang Tiantian, Qu Tang helped the little girl fasten the belt of the safety seat.

This belt was really uncomfortable. Her entire body was in the seat, as if it was fixed by something.

Xia Ling frowned slightly, but she took a fancy to Qu Tang.

The youth lowered his eyes and helped her adjust the bag of the safety seat, his expression very serious.

He seemed to be doing something particularly important.

It was this kind of devout and focused expression that Xia Ling felt that Qu Tang looked gentle, but in fact, his personality was still very stubborn.

So, even if she spoke, Qu Tang would not agree. He left the safety seat... ...

Xia Ling thought about it and endured it.

She endured it all the way to the school.

Qu Tang carried her out of the car and held her hand as they walked into the school.

Xia Ling looked up at the school.

Under the Sun, the school sign that was two to three stories tall was shining brightly.

Snow Tide Aristocrat School.

Such bold and bold extravagance, it could only be said that it was worthy of being a standard Little Romance School for Aristocrats?

Xia Ling's eyes hurt a little.

She rubbed her eyes.

She got out of the car and followed Qu Tang into the school. After walking for another ten minutes, they finally arrived at the kindergarten class where Tang Tiantian was.

Qu Tang: "Teacher Li, I'll leave Tiantian in your care. "

"Alright, I'll take good care of her. Tiantian, come, follow the teacher into the class. "

Teacher Li looked at the handsome and outstanding young man, and the smile on his face was like a flower.

Qu Tang was a good-natured and polite person. His grades were among the best in the school. which teacher wouldn't like such a child?

*

Xia Ling followed teacher Li into the class. The moment she entered the class, she saw the plastic low tables and chairs, and the colorful walls of the large class.

Xia Ling was in a trance, and her whole person did not look too good.

She had forgotten that the body of the original owner was five years old this year.

Class began, and teacher Li walked into the classroom.

"Good Morning, children. "

The children said seriously, "good morning, teacher Li. "

Teacher Li smiled. "children really know how to be polite. Now, please put your little hands on your knees and look at the teacher with your big eyes... "

Xia Ling: "I'm very desperate, but there's nothing I can do except to do it. ".

Teacher Li: "today, we're going to study, 123. "

Xia Ling:"...". ... Let her go, let her die ...

*

The morning class ended. Xia Ling felt muddle-headed, as if she had been remade.

Her ears were filled with the orderly demonic music of 123.

The only redemption was that when the other parents came to pick up their children, Xia Ling saw Qu Tang walking towards her.

The weather was a little hot, so Qu Tang took off his coat.

He was wearing a gray sweater with a high collar and jeans.

He was in his teens, and there was a hint of youth in him.