You are my rare tenderness

Chapter 1115 Daily: Fighting

An Nuan let out a long sigh. "I knew that men nowadays talk like farting, alas!"

Lingling also looked disappointed, "I thought you were at least a real man, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. A second ago, I promised to listen to me. Look, I won't listen now. You say, like this Man, can I still think about it?"

Then, An Nuan saw that Tan Tan's face turned dark.

Zhen Tan wanted to explain something to himself, but he didn't know how to explain it, so he had to give up.

"Then I'll be leaving first, Lingling, do you remember to miss me? I'll miss you too, really." Zhen Tan looked back three times at every step, and left quite reluctantly.

After Zhen Tan left, Lingling finally breathed a sigh of relief. "This man is really annoying."

An Nuan observed Lingling's expression and asked her, "How do you feel about him?"

"How do you feel?" Lingling was speechless when she saw An Nuan's ambiguous expression, "Please, is he not my type?"

The type of man Lingling likes is mature and steady, not a fool like Zhen Tan.

Besides, she is not a naive and ignorant little girl, how can she not see that Zhen Tan just wants to find someone to play with?

She doesn't want to be one of them on the flower list.

Seeing Lingling's clear look, An Nuan didn't worry anymore.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, An Nuan received a call from the kindergarten teacher, saying that there was a fight between left and right, and asked her to go there quickly.

As soon as she heard that her son was fighting with someone, An Nuan rushed over in a hurry, and almost ran a red light on the way.

After arriving at the kindergarten, An Nuan rushed to the office quickly.

There are several children standing in the office at the moment, five or six of them, two of them are left and right.

Seeing An Nuan coming, left and right seemed to see the backbone, and felt relieved all at once.

You You looked at An Nuan pitifully, and shouted: "Mummy—" The voice dragged on for a long time, this was the tone he would use when he was acting like a baby or when he was wronged, and this time it was obviously the last one.

Zuo Zuo also yelled, but his expression looked stubborn, biting his lower lip, looking angry.

An Nuan saw a scar on Youyou's face, which looked like it was scratched by a nail. Although there was no bleeding, it was still shocking to look at.

An Nuan was so distressed when she saw it, she squatted in front of Youyou and asked, "Youyou, what's going on with your face? Does it hurt?"

An Nuan had the impression that her two sons had never been injured when they were so old, but this time they left scars on their faces. A mother would definitely be upset.

"Zuo Zuo, are you injured anywhere?" Zuo Zuo's face looked fine, but the clothes on his body were all dirty, as if they had been rolled on the ground. "Teacher, what's going on?"

An Nuan must be polite when facing the teacher, but of course she will be angry if her son has an accident at school.Regardless of who is right and who is wrong, she can't let it go when her son is injured.

The teacher is also very embarrassed when confronted with An Nuan's questioning, who is right and who is wrong when children are young, right?I had no choice but to briefly explain the matter to An Nuan.

It turned out that there was a girl who liked Youyou, but another boy liked that girl, so that boy got into trouble with Youyou.

(End of this chapter)