Dear Princess, Run Slowly

"Miss Su, why are you up?" Feng Ming holding a bowl of soup, see Su Qianyue wearing appeared in the front hall, some curious.

Su Qianyue waved her hand: "ah, it's OK. It's not a terminal disease. Besides, I got up with something important."

Su Qianyue took a bowl of soup that Li handed her. She skimmed the Milky soup. She didn't know why. She couldn't eat it, so she had to find a reason to push it off.

"What's the matter?" Feng Ming walked slowly, and little Bingbing raised her eyes: "she may be thinking about the ten children you brought back a few days ago."

"Oh, you are quite clever." Su Qianyue grins. As soon as she's ready to turn around, Yan Cheng comes.

Yan Cheng saw Su Qianyue standing, eyebrows a little surprised to pick: "how, you grow mushrooms?"

"For the sake of sugar, I don't want to force you. I have something to ask you." Su Qianyue didn't answer back, but went straight over Yancheng.

"The sugar Just because I'm greedy, don't think about it. You don't know. I've added a lot of chili powder to the sugar. It's so hot The speech becomes to see Su shallow month so loud say to open, subconsciously saw a door of seal Ming several people.

His face was slightly stiff, but he still stuck his neck.

"Hello! Su Qianyue, do you hear me? " Looking at Yan Cheng's figure chasing Su Qianyue away, Feng Ming just takes back his sight and glances coldly at the soup in his hand.

"Feng Ming, don't be angry. She has a number in her heart." Little Bingbing saw Feng Ming's low mood and pursed her lips to comfort her.

Feng Ming gently shook his head. Seeing this, Xiao Bingbing licked his lips: "well, if you don't like this, I'll take a sack to cover his head at night, and then you'll just save his life."

Feng Ming smell speech, suddenly some laughing and crying, he side Mou looked at a breath of small ice: "OK, drink your soup."

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Su Qianyue came to the backyard. Feng Ming once said that the children were placed in the backyard.

She slowly pushed the door open, just ready to look, the voice of speech came.

"Can't you hear me calling you so many times?" Maybe the weather is too hot, Yan Cheng's rebellious face is a little red, it must have been exposed to the sun.

Su opened the door and did not look back.

The speech became Leng Leng, but still clenched teeth to follow in.

As soon as he entered the door, he was knocked down by a hug. Before he could react, his arm was also held by a person.

Subconsciously wide eyed: "Damn it!"

Ambush! This is his first reaction, but the next second, he raised his fist in the air.

"Brother Yan Cheng!"

"Is this the handsome brother?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

It's all children's laughter, mixed with the clear voice of children.

Yan Cheng looks at a little boy who pours on himself. The boy's face is red with excitement and his eyes are bright.

Her arm was also held by a little girl, and her eyes were full of excitement.

"Stop it and get up." Before he spoke, Su Qianyue took out a book and walked out slowly.

As soon as I see Su Qianyue, the children around Yancheng suddenly disperse. They all run to Su Qianyue and look up at her with an excited face.

"Well, what's the situation?" Yan Cheng twists his eyebrows, pats the dust on his body, and asks in surprise.

"Child."

"I'm not blind. I mean, are you planning to open a kindergarten?" Yan Cheng looks at Su Qianyue in disgust.

"It's understandable, too, here." Su shallow month carelessly agreed, throw the book in hand to Yan Cheng, the latter tacit understanding catches, "this what?"

"Do you understand?"

This is a skill book. It's very simple and suitable for beginners. If you don't understand it, Yan Cheng is no different from a fool.

"You doubt my IQ?"

"Just in case, you can understand it." Su Qianyue suddenly gets up, walks to Yancheng and looks him in the eye.

"From now on, you will teach them the skills."

"What are you talking about? How can I teach? Are you sure? " Yan Cheng looks at Su Qianyue incredulously, but before he continues to speak, the children hold him in one of them again, and their little faces are full of hope.

"Please, brother!"

"Brother Yan is the best!"

"We will be obedient!"

The child's voice, sentence after sentence, said that he had not dealt with this situation, and he was at a loss for a moment.

Su Qianyue saw this and looked at him funny.

"What are you looking at?! Don't you come and help me yet? " Yan Cheng sees Su Qianyue's smile, her face turns red instantly, and then she shouts with her eyebrows."You can't handle it. Do you think I can handle it? As for children, you have to coax them well. " Su Qianyue said, and then suddenly thought of something: "ah, my soup is still burning on the fire, I'll go first!"

"You fart! You can't make soup at all. Come back here! Hello! Su Qianyue! You are not kind

Yan Cheng's wailing rings behind her. Su Qianyue picks her eyebrows. Her eyebrows are filled with a strong smile. She turns around and closes the door. When she closes the door, she specially turns back and waves her hand, "let's go!"

"Damn it Yan Cheng didn't know what to do for a moment. He could use his spiritual power to push back these children who didn't have spiritual power, but he didn't know where to start. He was tired of hearing this, so he closed his eyes helplessly: "be quiet!"

The children seemed to be frightened, but they were quiet.

"What are you going to do?" Yan Cheng kneaded his forehead helplessly, took a deep breath and asked.

"Teach us to practice!"

"I can't teach you!" With that, Yan Chengji wants to leave directly, but he just touches the door bolt, and suddenly there is no voice behind him. He hesitates to look back. When he looks back, he sees the children looking at him with tears in their eyes, as if he is like a scum man who abandons his wife and children.

"What are you crying for?"

"Wuwu, why don't you teach us..."

"I I don't want to teach! "

"Wu, ah, ah --"

the cry behind him became louder and louder, and Yan Cheng was struggling.

He put his hand on the bolt of the door suddenly, as if to give up struggling: "forget it, bring the book."

Until those children can read, Yancheng still didn't figure it out. He was also a high-level ghost, how did he become a teacher?

Looking at those children who are only six or seven years old, I silently added in my heart: still a kindergarten teacher

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