Break Up, Next

Tang Sibai asked the fat aunt to prepare this exquisite lunch that was just right, and the taste was really appealing. I had to smile, and at the end only the bare food box was left, not a single mouthful of soup or a grain of rice was left. Juanjuan still smacked his mouth, looking rather unfulfilled.

Fan Yao hadn't had lunch yet, he was sitting there smelling the aroma and was tortured, he secretly decided that he would have to eat until tomorrow before delivering the meal!

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This person in front of me is no longer an ordinary tutor, that is the future BOSS girl, Fan Yao watched Su Fu clean up, flattered, and kept saying "I'll come, I'll come ", but Su Fu has worked hard to clean up for him.

Thanks to Fan Yao again, Fan Yao just took the bag and left with a smile.

After Fan Yao left, Su Fu wiped the desk, looked at the three still uncooked xiao long bao, touched his belly, it was bulging, I can only save it to eat in the afternoon when I'm hungry. I'm really sorry for those three little buns.

Pick up the bag of the small bun, put it on the desk in the inner room, climb up to the chair and sit down, turning to look at the little dad who is still cleaning the table.

"Dad, your face is red again."

Squeeze his little hands and look at the central air conditioner above his head. Although it is not very cold today, the teachers in the office have started to turn on the air conditioner, and the office is still relatively warm. Is Daddy hot again?

Su Fu wiped the table for a while, feeling an inexplicable sense of shame being seen through by the child.

Throwing the dirty tissue into the trash can, Su Fu cleared his throat and said, "Dad is too hot."

Speaking, Su Fu looked up at the central air conditioner, but she was helpless. The air conditioner is turned on in any weather. What should I do when it comes to winter? Are you wrapped in an electric blanket?

Volume tilted his head, stretched out his little hand to hold his little face, thinking to himself, the office is a little hot, is Cuizui blushing too?

After lunch, it looked like it was just after twelve o'clock, and the class didn't start until half past one in the afternoon. Su Fu sat in the cubicle with Juan Juan, took out the copybook, and drew pinyin and Numbers, let the little dad teach him how to read.

Su Fu was very relieved to see the little baby working so hard, rubbed his head and praised him.

"Juju worked so hard, what a good boy."

As soon as juanjuan is praised, she will be a little shy, while holding the pen to draw, she said: "Brother Tang will have a lot of things when he is three years old~ Jujuan also has to work hard to be a smart child ~”

Tang Luoke's IQ is higher than that of children of the same age, and it is not easy to surpass him, but the resuscitation does not discourage the enthusiasm of the scroll, and praises and encourages him.

The more he listened, the happier he became, he turned his head to look at Su Fu, raised his two little hands, and said, "Dad, the scroll will count to ten."

Speaking, he began to break his fingers and read: "1, 2, 3, 4, 9, 7, 8..."

Su Fu laughed when he heard it, held his little hand and taught him to count correctly.

In general, many three-year-old children can count simply, but the scrolls are different. Before he was two years old, he was in the welfare home, of course, nothing. Later, when he arrived at the He family, he often It was with Mother He. Mother He only regarded him as a toy, and naturally didn't think of guiding him to learn something.

I had been with Su Fu until before, and Su Fu slowly guided him to learn, but children are forgetful and always remember things in various ways, Su Fu naturally will not force him, Only teach patiently and slowly, the child is still young and should not be forced to grow up.

While father and son were seriously learning to count, Su Fu's cell phone rang.

When I saw these three words, I originally taught the children to count and calm down, but suddenly my heart thumped.

Su Fu picked up the phone, took a deep breath in silence, and connected the call.

"Mr. Tang?" Su Fu asked softly.

Tang Sibai smiled and said, "It's me, have you eaten lunch?"

"Thank you for eating." Su Fu said, reaching out to hold the small hand of the roll, kneading it in his own, and added: "The roll likes it very much."

Tang Sibai smiled again, and suddenly asked very gently: "Xiaojuanjuan likes it very much, what about you?"

Su Fu's heart throbbed for a while, rubbing his curled little hands hard, trying to keep his mind calm, and also smiled: "I like it too."

Wujuan was holding a pen in the other hand, looking at his little dad with a blushing smile, kneading his little hand, tilting his head, thinking: the windows are open, what is the little dad? Is it hot again? Why do you treat your little hands like this?

Su Fu didn't know what his son was thinking, just listened to Mr. Tang's voice, in order to hide the throbbing and embarrassment in his heart, he kept rubbing his little hands, waiting for Mr. Tang to speak.

Tang Sibai was very happy over there, in a happy mood, and said, "It's good if you like it, but I'm afraid it won't suit you and Juanjuan's taste."

"No, it's delicious, but it's a little troublesome for Aunt Fatty and Assistant Fan."

"No trouble, fat aunt likes to cook delicious food the most, and usually thinks about new products when it's not meal time. As for Fan Yao, he is arguing when he is idle anyway."

Su Fu just wanted to praise Aunt Fatty's cooking skills, when Tang Sibai said this, he suddenly laughed and asked, "They quarreled again?"

Tang Sibai also thought it was funny, but he got used to it, so he said: "It subsided after a few days, this time it seems to be because Shi Chen let the cat go to bed but not Fan Yao's dog, so Pinched again."

Su Fu's heart is amused, Shi Chen and Fan Yao, one is a cat idiot and the other is a dog idiot, and their personalities are also cat-like and dog-like, no wonder they fought each other for three days.

The two chatted, the atmosphere was warm, Su Fu gradually relaxed, and the chat became natural, and let go of the small hand.

Huanjuan took his little hand over to take a look, and it was all red meat dumplings, and he pouted a little in grievance, and patted his little hand silently to comfort him.

At this time, the other teachers in the office also came back one after another, and Sufu stopped talking too much. It is a basic principle for a person not to talk on the phone in public places, especially in quiet public places. Literacy.

When he was in love with He Shaoqi in college, Su Fu always paid attention to not talking on the phone in the dormitory. This good habit has been maintained. After all, others may just need to be quiet, and it is not good to affect others. .

Tang Sibai also guessed that there might be someone on Su Fu's side, his voice became quieter, his heart was soft, he silently praised Su Fu's character, and prepared to end the topic.

"What time do you get off work at night? I'll pick you up, just in time to go back to the apartment together."

Su Fu did not refuse either. They had agreed to have dinner together later, and said, "It's still five o'clock. If you're busy, I'll just walk back with Juanjuan, there's not much to go."

"I'm not busy, it's more important to pick you up. Wait for me after get off work. I'll pick up Xiao Ke and come here."

Mr. Tang always came up with a non-disclosure love remark from time to time, Su Fu's face was "rubbed" and turned red again. down.

Hang up the phone, Su Fu breathed a sigh of relief in silence. I didn't feel anything when I received a call from Mr. Tang before, why is my heart beating so fast now?

Seeing that his little dad finished the call, he stretched out his little red hand to him.

Su Fu was pulled by Juanjue's clothes before turning his head to notice the little hand of Jujuan, startled, he hurriedly held it in his hand and asked, "What's wrong with this little hand? What bit it? "

Volume curled up and said, "Dad made it."

Su Fu was stunned, and when she thought about it, she was very embarrassed. Fortunately, it was just a little red after rubbing for a long time.

"Sorry, juanjuan, little dad didn't pay attention to things, little dad gave you a hoot." Touching the little hand of juanjuan, Su Fu held it up and hooted.

Jujuan tilted her head, "Is it Uncle Tang's phone call? Jujuan heard a voice."

Su Fu smiled, stroked his little hand and said, "Yes, Uncle Tang asked if lunch is delicious."

"Is that little dad just thinking about Uncle Tang's little hands that rolled the rolls?"

"Uh..." Looking at the naive face of Scroll, Su Fu laughed awkwardly, speechless, and continued to teach him to count and change the subject.

When he got off work at night, Su Fu packed up his things, and took the roll downstairs, Tang Sibai's car was already waiting at the door. Su Fu was a little surprised, and looked at the time. It was not long after five o'clock, and Mr. Tang came very early.

The window saw them coming out of the gate, Tang Sibai got off the car, and Tang Luoke got off after him.

"Uncle Tang~" Juanjuan was the first to pounce again.

Tang Sibai smiled and bent over to pick him up, put him in his arms and rubbed.

Tang Luoke looked at the scroll, turned his head, and rushed towards the coming resuscitation.

Su Fu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, what happened to the two children, but they also picked him up cooperatively and walked to the car with him.

Before I had time to speak, there was an enchanting figure next to me, it was Mr. Huang in Su Fu's office.

Mr. Huang's car just parked next to Tang Sibai's car, and was about to go home. When he saw Tang Sibai, he was still not reconciled. Come down and try it. Not satisfied, are you going to change your wife?

"Mr. Su, can my friend pick it up?" Mrs. Huang took off her sunglasses and put them on.

Su Fu twitched the corners of his mouth and nodded awkwardly.

Tang Sibai saw Su Fu's helpless expression and didn't know what was wrong, so he looked at Mr. Huang and politely said, "Hello, are you Mr. Su's colleague?"

Hohoho~ The handsome guy took the initiative to strike up a conversation! Mr. Huang was so happy that his face turned bright, and he quickly reached out his hand and said, "Hello, I'm Mr. Su's colleague. I didn't expect Mr. Su's friend to be so handsome. Are you married?"

Tang Sibai looked at Teacher Huang's outstretched hand, for the sake of resuscitating colleagues, he still gave him a face, but he reached out and shook it lightly before letting go.

"No."

Mr. Huang's eyes glow instantly! Could it be that the son that Teacher Su said was an illegitimate child? She doesn't mind! Just thinking about how to hook up with a handsome guy, Tang Sibai added another sentence with a smile.

"But I already have a sweetheart, and I'm pursuing it."

Su Fu, who was standing on the side, blushed again, afraid that others would see it, so he quickly hugged Tang Luoke and covered his face.

And Mr. Huang, once again roaring in his heart that the sky has no eyes and the sky is unfair, he returned to the car and drove away after a few polite words.

Mr. Huang left, only then did Su Fu put Tang Luoke down. Tang Luo Kirby's roll was a lot heavier, and it was quite tiring to hold it for so long.

Tang Sibai looked at Su Fu's blushing face, restrained his smile, and asked, "Your face is so red? Is it because Xiao Ke is too heavy and blushed?"

Su Fu shook his head helplessly, in order to hide his embarrassment, he opened the rear door and prepared to carry the children in. However, as soon as the door opened, Su Fu was stunned, and the back seat was different.

Tang Sibai said: "I went to have two sets of child safety seats in the morning, so the children can sit a little safer."

Su Fu nodded and praised Tang Sibai for being careful, which he hadn't considered before.

Put the children in the safety seat and fasten the seat belt. Tang Sibai took Su Fu to the passenger door and opened the door for him.

Su Fu smiled, did not refuse, and took the passenger seat.

Tang Sibai went back to the driver's seat, looked at the children sitting in the back seat, and looked at the recovery beside him. feel.

While starting the car, Tang Sibai was looking for topics to talk about.

"You know that colleague well?"

Su Fu shook his head and smiled: "She is here to get close to you. Don't Mr. Tang know that he is a sweet pastry? I don't know how many people the car parked here."

Tang Sibai raised his eyebrows, "Fragrant pastry? Do you like it?"

Su Fu choked again, embarrassed, didn't know how to answer, cleared her throat and turned her head to look out the window.

Tang Sibai laughed when he saw him like this, but he accepted it as soon as he saw it, and stopped teasing him, saying, "Then I'll park the car on the side of the road tomorrow and keep a low profile."

Su Fu chuckled and nodded.

"What's for dinner?" Tang Sibai asked.

Su Fu looked back at the children and asked them what they wanted to eat.

Tang Luoke said, "I want to eat Mr. Su's fried steak."

Volume also likes Western-style meals, so he quickly nodded in agreement.

So, Tang Sibai and Su Fu looked at each other, smiled slightly, and drove to the supermarket to buy steak.