Xiaojiao, the god of learning, is really hard to follow

Chapter 233 Dear Mumu
The senior three teaching building of Southern Vocational High School has five floors.The first floor can be roughly divided into three sections, the middle and the right are the largest sections connected together, which are the classrooms of the students.The one on the left is the teacher's office.

On the left side there are some unused small classrooms, which are reserved for the examination room during the final exam.Sometimes I also put some idle things there.However, it is usually relatively desolate there, and few people go there.Quite a few young couples often sneak over for a date.

As soon as Xie Zhi reached the corner, he heard a man's voice and stopped in his tracks: "Xiao Mu, it's pretty good."

The next second the voice sounded, he could tell it was his own wife.

"That's good. I didn't expect this to happen. It's fine."

Xie Zhiting frowned even tighter.

What's going on with this Jiang Chao?Why do they call out names one at a time?What kind of little apprentice is it, it's Mumu, and it's Xiaomu's, and he has called him all over the place?
"Did I change my identity to make you feel uncomfortable? It seems that you are very alienated from me."

Jiang Zhao asked Yan Mumu with serious and polite eyes, and for a moment Yan Mumu didn't know how to say: "I... am not..."

"Knowing that I'm not getting used to it, why don't you leave with a little discernment?" Xie Zhi's voice sounded abruptly, and Yan Mumu looked over with trembling eyelashes: "What are you doing here?"

"What else can I do? Take some cheated little lamb back." Unhappy, Xie Zhi narrowed his eyes and glanced at the paper she was twisting between her fingers. Red love heart.

There are also beautiful handwriting written on it.

Dearest, dearest~
"Qi", twitching his lips, Xie Zhi reached out and took the envelope, and looked at Yan Mumu with narrowed eyes: "My heart, Mumu?"

His voice was low because of some forbearance, and his natural voice was also magnetic. Yan Mumu was a little embarrassed when he shouted out his heart, and felt an inexplicable sense of shame, especially when Jiang Zhao was standing beside him watching with.

Yan Mumu reached out and wanted to grab the envelope back: "Why? I have an opinion."

Xie Zhi could see through her small movements at a glance, and took a step back with his hand, but he didn't give it to her.

"Are you so familiar with him? Are you starting to call him sweetheart? Then what should I call you in the future? Sweetheart baby?"

Yan Mumu, who listened in a frivolous and ruffian tone, blushed, stepped forward and tried to snatch back the envelope while explaining: "No, you misunderstood, the envelope has nothing to do with Jiang Zhao, it belongs to someone else, can you give it to me?" , don't break it, this is very important."

As soon as he heard Yan Mumu say that this was a very important thing, Xie Zhi felt sour in his heart, bubbling with sourness crazily.He has never called such an intimate nickname like "heart liver", so why is it being called by others?
Without thinking, Xie Zhi stretched out his long arm and put it on the railing.

The envelope just fluttered in the wind between his index and middle fingers.

Yan Mumu was terrified watching it, always feeling as if the envelope would be blown away by the strong wind in the next second.

"Xie Zhi! Don't make trouble, give me the things quickly, don't put them there, don't scare me, can you, if the envelope is blown off, it might really be lost!"

Seeing Yan Mumu's anxious look, Xie Zhi frowned even tighter: "I already know, this is a love letter he wrote to you. Do you care so much about his love letter? Just an envelope?"

(End of this chapter)