Sweet Husband Pampers His Wife

Mo Lixin’s legs are inconvenient now, and may have to rest for two weeks. Fortunately, Baisha’s feast was held almost a month later. If two weeks later, he was selected and told to attend. Her legs are almost as good. As for the current work, the workload on the company side is not large. The rest of the time, she can handle some of the identity issues.

As for Ji Nanfeng, she had been trying to accompany her for two weeks, but she was stopped by her. At most, it would be nice to have a babysitter to take care of her. There are so many things. Moreover, he does not have many classes in a week, and he can be at home most of the time.

However, Ji Nanfeng didn't think so. He didn't feel worried about putting his injured wife at home. So the two decided that Jin Nanfeng went to school and she went there. Ji Nanfeng gave a lecture and then sat down to attend classes. Only they have to act separately.

So the school appeared in such a scene. Ji Nanfeng, who used to be fascinated by many girls, is now more heroic. Whether it is the clothes of the weekdays or the spirit of the class, it’s better than before. Don't be too handsome, male classmates also call people more popular than people.

Of course, these changes, Mo Lixin is not clear.

In addition, there is one thing that has caused some small sensation, that is, the heart of Mo Li.

People are beautiful, they are still in a wheelchair, and they sit quietly in the last row.

"Hey, classmate, which school are you, our school, you don't have a good look," asked a round-faced student sitting next to the heart of Mo Li.

"I? I graduated" Mo Lixin answered, but there is nothing to hide.

"That is the sister-in-law, honestly telling, is it like Ji teacher, so I came back to listen to his class." The round-faced girl continued to whisper.

Mo Lixin paused: "Well, I like" I really like it, I like the kind of love in my bones.

"Then you have to wait for a long time," the girl said with a pity.

"Oh, how do you say this?" Mo Lixin suddenly came to the mood.

"First of all, you must at least defeat the single female teacher in our school. Secondly, you must at least defeat thousands of female students, even tens of thousands of female students." Yuanyuan classmates analyzed and used a look of incomprehensibility. .

"Oh!" Mo Lixin looked at the teacher who seemed to be seriously lectured on the stage. Ji Nanfeng couldn't help but feel a cool behind.

"If you Ji teacher got married, what to do," said Mo Lixin.

"Well, it won't be, Ji teacher is so young, it won't be." The round-faced girl shook her head.

"Right, sister, how old are you!"

"23, almost 24"

"God, it’s still so small, I’m 23, but I’m still a junior.” The round-faced girl is incredible.

"Early admission is already early" and the two chatted in the last row. Anyway, the last three rows are students of other departments, and they don’t need to take the exam. These people are not trying to grow their knowledge, just to see the teacher's face. She whispers and does not affect the classroom order.

There are more time to attend classes. Many people will call her an acoustic sister. Because she found that she is in a wheelchair, some things are inconvenient, and the enthusiastic classmates will help her. Mo Li feels that college time is really good, she is I want to go back to school.

Today is as usual to go to school, although Mo Lixin feels that it is very well hidden, but there are still eye-catching students with their "eyebrows," and they have speculated that it is a beautiful teacher who has hooked up to Ji teacher."

This is not, Ji Nanfeng is giving lectures, please answer the question is, Mo Lixin was inexplicably cue arrived.

Ji Nanfeng is referring to the love story of Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun, and the problem is related to it.

In the sixth year of Emperor Jingdi’s reign, Sima Xiangru returned to the depression, and it happened that the rich man Zhuo Wangsun had prepared a banquet for the guests. The county magistrate Wang Ji and Sima Xiangru also took part in the banquet. Just as the wine cellar was familiar, Wang Ji asked Sima Xiang to play a piece of music. Sima's exquisite piano art won the good feelings of everyone, and also let Zhuo Wenjun who listened to the curtains fall in love. Zhuo Wenjun is the daughter of Fuhao Zhuo Wangsun. She died when she was just dead. She heard the sound of Sima Xiangru's piano. She was so intoxicated and saw his appearance and good feelings. Since then, they often come and go, they have a love. Later, Zhuo Wenjun did not tell his father, he went to Sima Xiangru privately, regardless of secular views, and ran away. This is the story of the famous "Wen Jun Night Run", which became a good story.

What Ji Nanfeng asked was the two famous songs that have been passed down through the ages.

There are only a few people who can be answered at the scene. Unfortunately, there is a stranger.

Ji Nanfeng also came to interest, and this kind of "interaction" is usually not available.

"Then please answer the classmate who was just ordered. I remember that my leg was hurt. Just sit and answer. I don't have to stand up!" Ji Nanfeng said seriously on the podium.

Mo Li smiled and did not stand up, sitting in the highest row and the last row, slowly said

"Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun, one is a talented person who was regarded as a guest by the Linyi County magistrate, and the other is a beautiful woman who lives at home. Their story begins with Sima Xiangru as a guest, one of which is a song. It is in the Zhuojia lobby to play the famous "Feng Qiu Huang", "Feng Yufeng is returning to his hometown, and he is looking for his phoenix in the world. There is a beautiful woman in this hall, and the room is smashing my intestines. Why is it handed over? Why? "After this, Sima Xiangru once became fascinated with a talented woman. Zhuo Wenjun will be a "white-headed pheasant". In the sentence, "Wen Jun has two meanings, so he will come to the end." Would like to have as one people, old age is not way off. "The final phase is like a change of heart. So, the two songs are "Baitou" and "Feng Qiu Huang".

There is a sound, the voice of Mo Lixin is thin and soft, there is always a kind of magic that makes people calm down and listen to her seriously. When she answers, the whole classroom is quiet, and then a round of applause is heard.

This school sister is really good, talented, and the voice is good, the male students present were blown up, and even some female students were bent. However, there are many people who are thinking about the law, and many people are doomed to do it, because this is the last day of the journey.

However, this is not important. Just when some unsuccessful classmates dug a history of this schoolmate, they broke a big news. The sister changed to a teacher, and he cried a student.

Of course, the Mo Lixin who left the school did not know this.

After two weeks of disintegration, Mo Li’s legs are much better. At least two steps are not a problem. The so-called disability cultivation means that Mo Li’s heart is not used during this period. Don’t worry, rice. Zhang Jiaoyi came to reach out. In the process, Mo Lixin also adapted to Ji Nanfeng's bottomless line, which is good for her. Hey, my heart is beautiful, and Mo Li can't help but feel that, in addition, sometimes she will remember the second one that suddenly appeared. Personality, it has only never happened in this half a month.

"Heart, really? Really? You didn't look happy, what you said is true, really let me have the identity of a model to attend the Baisha feast. God, I am not dreaming, but now it is afternoon. ”

Xu Qing, who is at the end of the phone, said with excitement that the only reason is to sort out her statement.

Mo Lixin was lying on the soft sofa at this time, waiting for Ji Nanfeng's feeding, hehe - waiting for his stay up late... Hey! Sure enough, it’s decadent...

"Well, come over tomorrow, give it a try. I thought about it when I was doing it. The size and size are all done according to yours, but I still have to look at it. If you skyrocket 10 kilograms, then I also I can only change a model," said Mo Li.

"What do you say, you can insult my personality personality, that is, you can't insult my appearance. You don't understand. I am a devil figure, but my wealth is not lost. I have to look good to die. The death of the law, you do not know," Xu Qing said at the end of the air.

"Well, you are the most beautiful, remember to come over tomorrow, go to my company together, I have to deal with my team members, they can contact you directly afterwards," said Mo Lixin.

After Xu Qing’s passing through that time, she moved the house. It was a two-bedroom, one-bedroom house. It’s not bad. Mo Li’s heart pushed the wheelchair and saw it. It’s just 10 minutes’ drive from her house. However, it greatly facilitated the meeting of two people.

As for the house, Xu Qingman’s poor clinking person is sure that he can’t afford it. Fortunately, with the traits of Gan Yun’s friends all over the world, he just had a foreign friend. Now he’s back home, and he doesn’t know when he will come back. I can't wait to be rented out as a cargo, so I can have a hole in Xu Qingman. There is only one request from a foreign couple. She can't carry it away and replace it. For the daily maintenance of the house, when they come back one day, try to be as it is.

Xu Qing is not able to ask for it, she just has no money to buy furniture.

She also suspected that the house was deliberately given to her by Gan Yunxi. Until she saw the foreign couple, Xu Qingman finally decided that this empty space, she can really understand the drill.

"Is going out tomorrow, your legs..." Ji Nanfeng said this bowl of porridge, although the tone is faint, but it is still difficult to cover up.

"Well, lying at home again, I am not just a bean sprout, I am going to become a mushroom," Mo Lixin said with indignation.

The recent Ji Nanfeng is all right, just like an old woman all day long, always keeps on, this is not good, that is not allowed, this is not allowed, this is dangerous, as if she is not injured, but disabled.

"Well, I will send you tomorrow, Xiao Man will come over," said Ji Nanfeng, feeding him a spoonful of spoonfuls of leaned pork porridge. This is her recent habit of drinking a bowl every night. Sleeping, he did not stop, so used to her.

"I found that your cooking is getting better and better. What should I do? I seem to like you more and more." Mo Lixin only ate and ate. He did not hear the question of Ji Nanfeng, and he ate his own food. Can not help but feel.