My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

Mo Nanbei's complaints were so real that Li Ziqian didn't know how to refute it.

After all, Mo Nanbei was right about this matter!

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Standing shoulder to shoulder with Mo Nanbei, standing in front of the bus stop, Li Ziqian narrowed his eyes comfortably in the early morning breeze.

The wind is mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers and fruits.

It is a taste that Li Ziqian is familiar with and somewhat unfamiliar with.

After being stunned for two seconds, he turned his head slightly to look at the hair fluttering in the wind on the right side. Li Ziqian suddenly realized that this was the smell of shampoo remaining in Mo Nanbei's hair.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Seeing that Li Ziqian was staring at her all the time, Mo Nanbei stretched out his left hand and pulled the broken hair behind his ear, turned sideways, tilted his head, and looked at him with a slightly puzzled look in his eyes.

"nothing."

"Ok???"

Xu Shi is still early in the morning. Mo Nanbei's CPU is running too slow. Seeing Li Ziqian's answer, not only did she not spray back as before, but she was stunned for a while, then tilted her head again, blinked her big eyes, and continued. Staring at Li Ziqian, waiting for his follow-up explanation.

At this time, the atmosphere between the two should theoretically be warm mixed with a little ambiguity.

After all, even Li Ziqian, who is as upright as Li Ziqian, finally realized at this time that in fact... Mo Nanbei is actually a woman.

Even if the dress is a little maverick, there is no shortage of parts, and it is even far superior to similar items.

As long as you look near the station, your eyes will not take your eyes off this girl who seems to have a flash of light.

At this time, Mo Nanbei was standing in front of the station. The endless stream of vehicles and the trees on the street seemed to have become her background version.

His waist-length black hair, long black silk legs, and loose sportswear couldn't hide his slender waist and well-proportioned body curves.

The autumn wind picked up, the dark check skirt and the ink-like hair swayed gently, the leaves swirled over the slender straight calf, everything was so subtle and just right.

If there is a definition for 'beautiful girl', Li Ziqian thinks, that must be the case.

only……

Some words are choked in the throat and don't say, just like the five kills that are brought to the mouth are not eaten, and they are not fooled by themselves.

Don't you want to kill a good brother in the civil war? Guo Shi Wushuang can't touch himself?

How can there be such a reason!

So, Li Ziqian smiled kindly at Mo Nanbei, waved his hand, and said calmly,

"It's okay, Dad just called you."

Mo Nanbei: (ΩДΩ). . . .

The quiet and comfortable morning just disappeared in Li Ziqian's words.

Everything that was good before is like a dream bubble.

The demure, gentle and beautiful girl.gif is gone.

Blinking in confusion, Mo Nanbei's expression sank when he finally recovered.

After taking a deep breath and pursing her lips, she cursed at Li Ziqian angrily,

"You can't get ivory out of your dog's mouth."

Her mood is delicate.

Why does this person start a group for no reason? ? ?

If you must start a group, then she should be the first to not suffer!

Before Mo Nanbei could continue to say anything, he just listened to Li Ziqian continue to say,

"you are my son."

"..."

Angry.

But some helpless.

How can this come back?

'I am your father? ’

Isn't that still a dog?

Thinking of this, Mo Nanbei, who was uneasy in his heart, instinctively puffed up his cheeks and put on a pouting posture.

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"You're not going to die!!"

Damn it, why hasn't this guy been beaten up with a sack! ! !

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Apart from the previous wonderful communication in front of the booth, nothing special happened when Li Ziqian and Mo Nanbei went to school together.

In other words, except for omitting the step of 'going out separately' for the two of them, this is just their normal morning routine.

There is no difference.

They still came to the class on the spot. After handing in the homework, during the early self-study time, the two still cooperated to complete the quizzes and practice questions, and then seized the time to recite the text.

Everything is the same as 'yesterday', without any turbulence.

But life is the best at joking with people.

Just when the two of them were planning to fish for the fish in the last class in the morning and finish writing the papers that Pharaoh Xin sent out, the sports committee walked into the class and told the bad news:

Physical education teacher, I didn't ask for leave today.

Not only did he not get sick, he did not have meetings, but he was alive and well.

Now everyone is going to change into sports clothes and gather on the big playground.

"..."

This is the first 'extracurricular class' in the new semester so far.

The music and art teachers have been very acquainted with taking leave so far. Why does the physical education teacher insist on going to class?

The classmates didn't understand, but that didn't stop them from suspecting that it might snow today.

Among the grievances of the students who doubted their life, Mo Nanbei was the most strongly reflected.

"Grass, why is the PE teacher busy today?" Mo Nanbei cursed in a low voice while taking out the sportswear from the locker outside the class.

"It's not normal for him to always have the truth."

Li Ziqian was very calm about this.

After all, when school just started, PE teachers always have to make a symbolic bubble, right?

Otherwise, it's embarrassing to get paid, isn't it?

But obviously, Mo Nanbei didn't seem to be very satisfied with this answer.

"Crooked? Why do you still have to go to class? Isn't he going home to prepare for pregnancy?"

"Clam?"

Li Ziqian, who was listening to Mo Nanbei's thoughts, was stunned for a while.

What the **** is this guy talking about?

"Would you like to hear what you're talking about?" Li Ziqian squinted at Mo Nanbei, his eyes seemed to say, 'I'm afraid you have a serious illness'.

"Ah? Don't you know this trick?"

The resentment in his heart was far greater than the desire to respond to Li Ziqian at this time, Mo Nanbei ignored Li Ziqian's eyes and asked him.

"I do not know!"

Is this... still a joke?

what?

Can a physical education teacher of their age be a helper?

Thinking of this, it was because of his curiosity, but he was also here. Considering that the toilet was destined to be crowded and there was no place to change clothes, he simply leaned on the cabinet door and watched Mo Nanbei angrily fall on the cabinet. door, waiting for her to share this so-called 'pregnancy' melon.

Mo Nanbei, who turned around with his sportswear in his arms, naturally saw Li Ziqian's arrogant stance and look watching a play.

After leaning back slightly to show respect, she asked Li Ziqian slightly hesitantly,

"...What kind of eyes are you looking at?"

"Eating melon eyes." Li Ziqian answered honestly.

"...

It's nothing shocking. It was that the head teacher of the fifth class wanted to squeeze the class, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He said to the classmates, "Your physical education teacher has gone home to prepare for pregnancy, and I will take the class today." "

"Damn it."

Although it's not a melon, the level of humor is indeed full.

The male physical education teacher went home to prepare for pregnancy.

It sounds weird at first, but after thinking about it... it seems that there is nothing wrong with it?

People are diligent in farming, why can't they take a vacation and rest for a while?