The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

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Ye Linlang looked at the girl who asked the question, and then looked at the red marks on Jiang Qiran's neck, and suddenly blushed half!

This is what she was unwilling to do last night and bit it out on Jiang Qiran's neck!

Ahhhh, if I say it, will these people...

Ye Linlang felt shame more and more, and heard a velvet-like gorgeous voice rising.

"Probably some little insect bite it, it was not used to living for the first time."

Ye Linlang twitched her lips, but she couldn't help but looked at the teenager on her side, but she didn't look at herself when she saw each other.

Coco, this lie is not red!

Although the person who lied was very calm, but the "little bug" that had bitten Jiang Qiran's mind was upset.

...

After all, the children were so fooling. The students below nodded, and some people couldn't help but pray for Jiang.

"Teacher, I have ointment at home, or after class, shall I get some for you?"

It was a girl who looked fifteen or sixteen years old with blushing cheeks, as if she was very shy, and she was obviously very fond of Jiang Qiran.

Ye Linlang was speechless. It seemed that wherever he went, Jiang Qiran's ability to harm this little girl would not decrease.

Ye Linlang hung his hand under the desk of the podium, and immediately twisted Jiang Qiran with a grudge.

She was not too hard, but even so, the look on the boy's face was still water-like, as if not affected by Ye Linlang's abuse.

"No, just a little trace, it will soon disappear."

Jiang Qiran gently rejected the girl’s proposal. The girl’s face suddenly turned redder. She looked at Jiang Qiran a little embarrassedly, and then sat down quickly, daring not to look at the exquisite table. Boys.

He is really pretty.

Although the village chief said that she was two years older than her, but the person is so tall, I am afraid that it will be more than a meter and eight.

And sincerely... it must be kind. Otherwise, if you change the city children, why would you come to Meihua Village to teach?

Not to mention half a month, I am afraid that even for half a day, those rich sons are definitely not happy?

...

Ye Linlang saw the girl with the braided braid looks embarrassed and full of affection, suddenly a little speechless.

She loosened Jiang Qiran's hand and pretended to be a chalk box on the podium, but she spoke with the voice that only she and Jiang Qiran heard.

"Warning you, don't laugh at the girl, otherwise... hum!"

The tail is very low, but it is very threatening.

Jiang Qiran was helpless. Where did he smile at the little girl?

If there is, the little girl probably has the last name Ye and the name Linlang.

...

In view of the uneven ages of the children who come to this class, the smallest possibility is to go to preschool, and the bigger one may already be the age of the third grade.

Ye Linlang didn't know what to order for the content of this class.

Or Jiang Qiran took the head.

Ye Linlang thought that he would teach himself the best mathematics and physics, but unexpectedly, Jiang Qiran started with an ancient poem.

Of course, it’s an easy-to-understand poem. After all, I have to take care of so many children, and I chose He Zhizhang’s "Homecoming Puppet Book".

Young and old leave home and go back to their hometown. The children met each other, and smiled and asked where the guests came from.

The meaning of this poem is very simple, but after Jiang Qiran's explanation, the children are very enchanted.

Ye Linlang roughly flipped through the textbooks brought by the children, and finally had to pick a language to speak. She clearly wanted to talk about Lu Xun at the beginning. What a serious and serious theme!

However, when I talked about it, it became the edamame in "Shexi Opera" and the watermelon in "Junior Leap Soil". Later, I didn't know what happened. The drama came to Gaoyou's salted duck eggs, and then it became wild. Buckwheat...

Ye Linlang was talking, and his saliva was coming down.

Her theme was so biased. Fortunately, the children listened with interest, and almost followed Ye Linlang to fantasize about the food in various Chinese textbooks.

Jiang Qiran was really helpless.

How do you feel that eating food is eating food, and even after a lesson, the theme will eventually be skewed.

...

However, Ye Linlang still stopped in the middle, and did not continue her food business.

The reason is very simple. I don’t know why. There are more and more villagers watching her and Jiang Qiran's lectures outside the classroom. They are old and young, and some people even move their stools as if they had come to attend classes.

This posture is terrible!

Ye Linlang couldn't resist this fierce gaze. She quickly pulled Jiang Qiran's arm and panicked.

"Are those people coming to monitor us? I'm afraid we will bring bad children."

If not so many people were present, Jiang Qiran almost wanted to knock Ye Linlang's little head to see what was inside her!

Otherwise why are you so cranky? !

When Ye Linlang was frightened, she suddenly saw the village head approaching with a smile.

He was holding two glass cups filled with boiling water that Ye Linlang and Jiang Qiran had just poured. Two thick tea leaves were sprinkled inside.

This is probably the most gracious hospitality in Meihua Village.

"You two are really nice people. You are so young at this age and you are so capable! The lectures are really good! They are not inferior to the teachers in our village!"

As soon as the village chief's voice fell, many villagers began to echo.

The people here are so enthusiastic, and they admire her and Jiang Qi one by one. They almost praise them to heaven.

Ye Linlang has never enjoyed this treatment in Xiaohuang Village, and it is so passionate that it is unbearable!

Ye Linlang was thirsty and immediately took a glass from the head of the village. The tea tasted very strong because there were too many tea leaves, but Ye Linlang didn't mind, just quench her thirst.

Jiang Qiran never drank the water from such inferior tea leaves, and what he disliked most was strong tea.

The village head frowned when he saw this exquisite young man, and suddenly he talked a little.

"Don't you like it?"

Seeing this, Ye Linlang quickly spoke to Jiang Qiran.

"No, pray that he doesn't like drinking tea, just pour a glass of plain water."

Hearing the girl's nonsense, Jiang Qiran twitched.

Does he want to say that Ye Linlang has turned over all kinds of tea leaves in his apartment, what kind of top-level Lushan clouds and the like.

...

One morning passed quickly.

In the afternoon, the sun was faint, and many children sat around Ye Linlang, listening to this foreign sister teaching them to sing.

It is Li Shutong's masterpiece "Farewell", which is very popular and almost everyone knows it.

——Beside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green and blue, the wind will blow the willow flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain.

When he heard the phrase "life is hard to get together, only parting", Jiang Qiran jumped in his heart and always felt that the song was like some kind of unpredictable prediction.

It seems that someday, he will lose her, unable to change the situation.

As soon as the boy looked cold, he walked past suddenly, his voice cold.

"Stop singing!"