The Little Fairy Reborn As a Schoolmaster

  Chapter 203 203: Choose gifts for boys you like

  "Xiaoyu. My love for you is really a lesson from the mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon." Shen Haotian's confession of love stuck, and he turned his eyes on his baby daughter for help.

   "The sun and the moon can be shown, the world can be proved, and the years can be revealed." Shen Qinghuan quietly assisted.

   "Right, right, right." Shen Haotian held up the wine glass with both hands and raised it in front of Yan Ruyu, "Huanhuan's words are my words."

  Women.

  All like sweet-mouthed men.

  This is the truth that Lu Zhenting gave to Shen Haotian.

  Old husband and wife for so many years, Shen Haotian suddenly became romantic, which made Yan Ruyu a little embarrassed.

   "Okay." She drank the sake in one sip, and the hurdle in her heart passed.

  The sky after dinner was washed pure by rain.

  Shen Haotian did not let Wang Dalei drive, but he carried his wife and daughter and enjoyed a rare and pleasant time.

  On the road.

  Shen Haotian did not mention that Shen Qinghuan turned out from the window in the middle of the night, which also made Shen Qinghuan put his heart back into his chest.

  If this matter is known to Yan Ruyu, I am afraid it will be more ill-fortuned.

   "Huanhuan. Tomorrow Dad will make an appointment with Uncle Qin. It happens that my mother is not busy, so I will take you to choose some nice clothes."

  Uncle Qin in Shen Haotian’s mouth, his full name is Qin Junyi, a well-known top designer in China.

  Yan Ruyu has long wanted to fulfill the responsibilities of a mother, and the work arranged by the country has to be given priority.

  Now, she can finally make up for this regret.

  Speaking of the next half-month holiday, Yan Ruyu also spent a long time in the research institute. He even took out the time for next year’s spring break before getting permission from the senior management.

  As the country's top talent, it is reasonable to be at the forefront when society needs it, and continue to spare no effort to display the spirit of dedication.

   Shen Qinghuan's mind was completely over the clothes, she propped up her left cheek, leaned against the window, and quietly looked at the scenery that came back.

   School is about to start.

  Lu Ziheng’s birthday on the lunar calendar, you can’t just miss it.

  Just, what is she going to buy?

  Eating and drinking are practical, but after all, it is only a moment, and it can’t last for a long time.

  What Lu Ziheng lacks has also become a problem that Shen Qinghuan needs to solve now.

   "Huanhuan. Have you remembered everything Dad said?"

  Shen Qinghuan nodded rather perfunctorily.

After arriving home, Shen Qinghuan understood why Shen Haotian never mentioned that he turned the window to find Lu Ziheng.

  The big iron railings are welded to the ground!

  Shen Haotian was in the hospital, but there was no delay in the room.

  Yan Ruyu has no opinion on the furnishings of the new home.

  She returned from leave from the research institute, went straight to the hospital, and now tossed back to the new house, very tired.

  After drinking milk, Shen Qinghuan was also arranged to sleep well.

  She lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling.

  After dozens of seconds of struggle in his mind, Shen Qinghuan finally sent a short message to Lu Ziheng with his fluffy hair.

  【Pai Daxing】: Do you play games?

  This is a routine she thought of for a long time. Only when playing games can she get closer to her heart.

  But Shen Qinghuan waited for a long time, but did not wait for Lu Ziheng's reply.

  They clearly resolved their misunderstanding in the hospital.

  Why does he still ignore her now?

  Shen Qinghuan couldn't help it anymore, no matter if Yan Ruyu went home today, let alone Shen Haotian was still working outside without a break, her current courage became very swollen under the impact of love.

  Lu Ziheng.

  If you don’t answer the phone again, I won’t buy you a birthday present.

  Shen Qinghuan squeezed the phone, thinking angrily.

  (End of this chapter)