Bamboo Horse Green Plum: The Exclusive Sweetheart of the School Grass

Chapter 278 She messed around and you messed around with her too?
Such a simple outfit looked exceptionally good-looking on him, just like a model on a runway.

To be precise, it looks better than those supermodels.

Wearing such ordinary clothes on him has improved several grades.

Mother Mo turned her head to look at Mo Hanxuan, raised her lips and said with a smile: "Son! Why are you here?!"

Mo Hanxuan stepped in and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth with no expression on his face: "Mom, do you want her to become a second-class disabled?"

Mother Mo quickly removed the hand that was holding Tang Qianxia's leg.

"Yes."

Tang Qianxia looked at the mother and son speechlessly.

Tang Qianxia looked at Mo Hanxuan resentfully: "Hey, you are only a second-level disabled!"

Mo Hanxuan looked down at her and stretched out his hand to pull her up from the floor.

"Mom, I took her to review." Mo Hanxuan put his arms around her neck and pulled her out.

"Hey! Damn it! I haven't taught it yet..." Mo's mother shouted at the top of her voice. Halfway through the shout, she suddenly thought of something, covered her mouth and smiled secretly.

Mo Hanxuan looked sideways at Tang Qianxia's flushed little face: "Are you an idiot? If this young master hadn't appeared, would you want to mess around with my mother?!"

Tang Qianxia bit her lip pitifully and looked at him: "My back hurts."

Mo Hanxuan sighed and reached out to rub her waist.

"Does it still hurt?"

His hand was very warm, and it was very comfortable to press on her waist.

Tang Qianxia shook her head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"If you are fat, get fatter." Mo Hanxuan raised his chin and looked at her.

Tang Qianxia's face darkened: "Are you despising me?"

"Even if you are as fat as a pig, Master Ben will like you." Mo Hanxuan raised his lips, smiled lowly and stretched out his hands to pinch her face: "In this way, you will be Master's woman, and there will be no one other than Master. Who can take a fancy to you, a fat pig."

"..."

So, are you complimenting me, or talking to me?

"I want to go back to my room to review!" Tang Qianxia pushed open the door of the room and raised her eyes to look at him, meaning to let him go.

"Master Ben will help you review." Mo Hanxuan pushed open the door of her room and walked in with her arms around her.

Mo Hanxuan pressed her to sit at the desk, took out an exercise book from her backpack and spread it out in front of her: "Write?"

Tang Qianxia took a pen and turned over a few pages: "I can't write any more when you are here."

"You write your exercises, what's wrong with me sitting here?"

Mo Hanxuan rested his chin with one hand and looked at her lazily.

Tang Qianxia felt the chill behind her back, and she would choke to death if she stared at her like this while eating.

The hand holding the pen couldn't help shaking.

"Uh..." Tang Qianxia turned her head to look at him, only to realize that Mo Hanxuan's eyes were staring at her, and those eyes were too pretty.

There is also that handsome face that is so handsome that it almost makes your nose bleed.

"Idiot!" Mo Hanxuan tapped her forehead lightly with slightly curved fingers: "What are you looking at me for? Write your exercises!"

Only then did Tang Qianxia come to her senses, her eyelashes trembled violently, she looked away and solved the function problem with a brush.

But his eyes unconsciously went to Mo Hanxuan who was slacking off by the side.

"Ah sneeze!"

Tang Qianxia yawned, scaring Mo Hanxuan's heart into his throat.

Tang Qianxia turned her head and smiled awkwardly at him. Her coin-sized eyes were looking at him pitifully. Her eyes were filled with moisture, like a wronged rabbit.

"Have you caught a cold?" Mo Hanxuan took the coat that was put aside and put it on for her.

"No, I'm tired and want to sleep, so you should go back and rest soon?" Tang Qianxia stretched her waist, she didn't have the mind to write exercises at all when he was here.

Mo Hanxuan raised his eyebrows, and took her practice: "You can't sleep until you finish writing these questions."

Looking at those geometric figures, Tang Qianxia had an inexplicable headache.

Why is my boyfriend forcing me to do exercises like this?

Their boyfriends are like that: go to bed quickly, don't stay up late.

After confirming the eyes, it's better to be a boyfriend from another family.

Tang Qianxia obediently buried her head in writing exercises, and it was past ten o'clock after finishing all the questions.

Tang Qianxia stretched her waist and looked at him: "Okay!"

Mo Hanxuan just came back from heating the milk, put the milk on the table and ordered: "Drink it."

"..." I drank milk every night, and I was going to throw up.

"Hurry up." Seeing that she was not moving, Mo Hanxuan started drinking the glass of milk.

"I drink, I drink." Are you so forceful?

Tang Qianxia reluctantly took the milk he handed over and took a few sips absently.

Mo Hanxuan folded his hands and squinted at her.

"It's over!" Tang Qianxia raised her lips and smiled at him foolishly.

Her lips were still covered with milk froth.

Obviously this guy was standing serious one second, and kissed meow directly in the next second, and he was so quick that he didn't give her time to react.

Mo Hanxuan reached out and stroked her hair.

"I...I'm going to rest..." Tang Qianxia looked up at him, her beautiful eyes were filled with mist, which aroused the man's desire to protect.

"Be good." Mo Hanxuan stroked her hair like a kitten, picked up the cup and walked out.

Tang Qianxia tilted her head and looked at his back, raised her lips and smiled shyly while holding her small face.

As soon as Mo Hanxuan closed the door of Tang Qianxia's room, the phone in his pocket vibrated. He took out the phone and saw a series of familiar things.

There was a glimmer of gloom in the dark eyes.

His heart trembled violently, and the hand holding the phone couldn't help shaking.

After staring at the phone for a few seconds, he hung up the phone without thinking.

After 1 minute, the number called again.

Mo Hanxuan hung up the phone irritably, and added that number to the blacklist by the way.

He put his phone in his pocket and walked towards the first floor.

(End of this chapter)