Come Eat Mr. Bunny Rabbit - Chapter 42

    “Mr. Xiao Wen.”

     Teacher Xiaobai winked at him.

    The thin-skinned Wen Ming turned his face.

    The thing is like this, yesterday the kindergarten was over, and Mr. Bai, who was coming home from get off work, happened to bump into him and Jiang Rui at the gate.

    She had an intuition at the time that Wen Ming seemed to have a situation.

    No, I came to ask him when I got the chance today.

    It happened to be an outdoor lesson for two classes of children. After Wen Ming led them through a round of games, it was free time. At this time, he was sitting next to their small playground with Teacher Xiaobai, watching over the playful children not far away.

    As the saying goes, paper cannot hold fire. Wen Ming had expected the day when the fire of his love could not be contained, but he did not expect it so soon.

    Seeing that Wen Ming didn’t have the kind of reaction he should have denied for a long time, Teacher Xiao Bai secretly smiled, isn’t this an admission?

    Yesterday when she saw the person beside Teacher Xiao Wen, her first reaction was stunned.

    Good, very high.

    The person that Mr. Wen is looking for is really extraordinary. When Jiang Rui, who was not far away, turned around, her mental activity changed to “so handsome”.

    “However,” yesterday she saw the ups and downs in her mood after seeing it: “I seem to see why he is still wearing, uh, is it a school uniform?”

    The more Teacher Xiaobai spoke, the softer her voice became, and she could feel her mood carefully waiting for Wen Ming’s answer.

    Wen Ming paused first, then nodded.

    “Adult.” He added stubbornly.

    Mr. Xiao Bai covered her mouth with excitement.

    Yes! The one she saw was a high school student!

    Mr. Xiao Wen – super, powerful, powerful!

    To be honest, Wen Ming has been on a blind date some time ago. As early as yesterday, Teacher Xiaobai thought that Teacher Xiaowen would be the kind of person who would find an honest person to live a stable life with. type.

    Mr. Xiao Wen, unexpectedly, is very open!

    After learning the answer, Teacher Xiaobai suppressed her excitement, and then looked at Wen Ming’s profile and said with emotion: “Mr. Xiaowen, you are an ordinary little genius in love. .”

    “Huh?” For the first time, Wen Ming talked about his relationship in front of people, and his expression was a little embarrassed. He looked at a group of cubs not far away and said, “It feels like he is still too young.”

    “Young good wow!” Teacher Xiaobai looked even more excited than Wen Ming himself: “Mr. Xiaowen, you are lucky.”

    Wen Ming couldn’t help but smile when she saw her infectious expression.

    It was. This is what it feels like to talk to others about your relationship. Wen Ming, who had this kind of experience for the first time, felt novel in his heart.

    He also has a boyfriend.

    Mr. Xiaobai is still expressing her opinion: “It’s really not small! Or, Mr. Wen, you don’t like being younger than you?”

    Wen Ming looked at a group of children playing not far away, hesitantly said, “It’s not…”

    “Why is that? Is it a period of rebellion?! No way?”

    “It’s not like that.” Wen Ming didn’t know how to explain this to her.

    He found that when he faced Jiang Rui’s thinking, in simple terms, it was more like raising children. Because from the moment they met Jiang Rui, they got along like that, and it was even harder to change after they got used to it.

    The way he and Jiang Rui get along should be a little different from ordinary couples.

    Wen Ming thinks so.

    This is obviously different from the post-love picture he imagined before.

    He pondered and said: “The age gap is there after all. Sometimes I feel that I don’t know if I am immature or he…”

    “Mr. Xiao Wen.”

    Mr. Xiaobai shook his head with experience and gave him a reassuring look: “I understand, a boyfriend is such a creature. Sometimes it’s like raising a son, right?”

    What I said came to the heart of Teacher Xiao Wen.

    Wen Ming found out that on the topic of love, he and Mr. Xiaobai somehow had a good conversation. Seeing that Wen Ming seemed to pay attention to her words, Teacher Xiaobai told him his love story in a short and long manner.

    From friends to flirting, to a kiss on the cheek to seal the relationship.

    And Wen Ming himself meant that, what are the steps in other people’s homes, can he and Jiang Rui follow the same example and set a formula.

    Mr. Xiaobai is still giving him scriptures: “…Of course I took the initiative. This kind of thing happens naturally, in fact, it is a step by step. Uh, for example, you see, before the rocket ascends to the sky, Let’s count down to the ignition first.”

    He and Jiang Rui are really different from others. Wen Ming thought to himself.

    They didn’t go through the steps of the previous ignition, they went straight to the sky. As soon as he got up, he bit his mouth.

    Without holding hands, he seemed to have never kissed Jiang Rui’s face.

    Wen Ming turned to stop a child from taking off his coat. He imagined in his mind what it would be like if he overcame his shame and kissed Jiang Rui’s profile.

    He took the initiative to approach Jiang Rui.

    Jiang Rui didn’t notice.

    Wen Ming got closer and closer, until his profile was under his lips.

    Wen Ming backs away.

    Jiang Rui still didn’t look at him, his expression still didn’t seem to change, and a layer of pink appeared under the originally dark wheat-colored skin.

    …

    Blushing?

    Wen Ming would like to see it.

    However, no, just imagining himself approaching Jiang Rui’s profile picture, his heart has begun to thump.

    “Mr. Xiaowen, did you just say that you have an appointment tonight?” Teacher Xiaobai asked him.

    “Well,” Wen Ming said, “go to the movies.”

    It was their first date since they started dating.

    Proposed by Wen Ming. Jiang Rui gave him flowers, and he also wanted to exchange gifts.

    Mr. Xiaobai wanted to say something else, but the nurse in their class called her not far away, as if a parent had called. She had to pause first, and temporarily asked Wen Ming to take a look at the children in their class, she would come back as soon as possible.

    Wen Ming reassured her.

    In fact, the get out of class is over now, and they are here to look at peace of mind.

     Teacher Xiaobai gave him a fight while leaving.

    Wen Ming smiled and turned back to look at the child.

    Because the other teacher left, Xiao Yao rushed to him, and was about to hug. Wen Ming fulfilled his wish.

    At the same time, he also found out that a horned cutie from the next class was quietly approaching him.

    As soon as Wen Ming turned his head, he saw this sturdy little fat man.

     A robust large cloven-hoofed animal.

     Still a little girl.

    Xiao Niu stood beside him for a while before he asked Wen Ming, “Teacher, is your name Xiao Strawberry?”

    Wen Ming smiled: “Yes. What’s wrong?”

    Although Maverick shook her head, her reaction was not what she said.

    Wen Ming asked, “What’s wrong? What’s wrong with Little Strawberry?”

    Looks like a shy little girl. Wen Ming waited for a while before she continued to speak.

    “The soft girl is called Little Strawberry.” She looked at Wen Ming’s face cautiously, and seeing that his expression had not changed badly, she still waited patiently for her to continue speaking, Dare to continue to add: “Little girls like strawberries.”

    Wen Ming: “Do you think I look like a girl?”

    “Not like.”

    Wen Ming looked at her innocently: “But I also like strawberries.”

    “…” Maverick was dumbfounded.

    “So, it turns out that boys as tall as teachers also like strawberries.” Wen Ming said with a smile.

    The child in front of her doesn’t seem to be persuaded.

    But she hesitated and did not open her mouth. With Wen Ming’s silent encouragement, he hesitated for a while before he spoke hesitantly: “But this is sissy and perverted.”

     Xiao Yao, who was in Wen Ming’s arms, started baring his teeth.

    Wen Ming wrapped Xiao Yao’s waving fist with one hand and asked the child in front of him, “…Who said that?”

    The children in front of them didn’t know who said it, and answered ignorantly: “They.”

    Wen Ming thought about it.

    “They say that because they haven’t seen a boy who likes strawberries. Because you see, aren’t there a few boys around us who say they like strawberries?”

    “So we have to stand up and say to everyone bravely and loudly, I like strawberries. Everyone can like strawberries.”

    “Don’t be afraid to say it. Because only if more people say it, then everyone will understand – oh, so there are boys who like strawberries and pink in the world. Similarly, there are also boys who like strawberries and pink. Robots and girls in cars, it turns out that everyone is no different.”

    Seeing her hesitant to see her, Wen Ming continued: “Don’t be afraid. If someone says you are not good in the future, you can tell him that our little strawberry teacher is a tall boy, He just likes strawberries.”

    Kindergarten children are now at the stage of admiring and imitating teachers. So the existence of Little Strawberry Wenming will be her biggest backer.

    In the beginning, he could choose to call the big tree elder brother Kangkang elder brother. But Wen Ming wanted to leave such an impression when they were young, there was a tall male teacher named Little Strawberry, so there was nothing strange about this in itself. One does not “should” like something.

    That’s why he’s the little strawberry teacher.

    This time his words successfully appeased the calf.

    The child seems to have solved the knot in her heart. Of course, she does not understand the truth. A large part of the relief is because the little strawberry teacher supports her as a backer.

    Wen Ming touched her head: “Just like what you want.”

    She showed a sweet smile to Wen Ming, with a cute little dimple on her cheek, which was very healing.

    Wen Ming also smiled. At this time, Xiao Yao in his arms asked innocently, “Teacher, what kind of animal is she?”

    Xiao Yao is very friendly to her classmates today. Wen Ming lowered his head and turned back: “Scottish highland cattle. It’s a calf.”

    Xiao Yao pretended that she didn’t mean it: “Xiao Niu, is she a calf… uh!”

    Wen Ming covered his mouth for a second.

    At this juncture, Xiao Ha’s wisdom voice suddenly appeared next to her: “Then she is a cow?”

    What a rhetoric.

    “Don’t call you classmates like that.” Wen Ming was frightened by his words, he covered a child’s mouth with one hand, he tried to persuade him: “Look, the teacher usually calls you Xiaoyao, and calls him Xiaoyao. Ha, what should you call your classmate?”

    Call the calf! Call the calf! remedy! remedy!

    Add a small word!

    Xiao Yao, who was just released for a second: “Hey, are you called Xiao Cao Zi or Xiao Niu Zi?”

    Wen Ming: If you can’t get it back, just press your head to apologize.

    Xiao Yao doesn’t necessarily understand what the word means, so she just said it casually. Not to mention Xiao Ha.

    Because Wen Ming is very lively here, the children who gathered in a circle around the three of them unknowingly came to join in the fun, some of them were in the first class and some were from the next door. In Teacher Bai’s class.

    Everyone stretched out their hands to touch the undeveloped horns on the top of Niuniu’s head.

    Wen Ming also thinks her pair of horns are cool, like devil’s horns. The children chatted around her:

     “Teacher, their second class is an amazing class.”

    “The baa in your class was taught by the little ape in our class.”

    Secondary apes in the second class?

    “They have dragons in the second class!”

    Wen Ming was also surprised. How did these rumors spread, and why did the painting style gradually become mythical? This is absolutely impossible.

    He asked, “What kind of dragon?”

    Because of his question, the group of children enthusiastically found the dragon directly and pushed him to Wen Ming.

    The children who were pushed out were also very proud of their bloodlines, and said, “My mother called me a bone dragon.”

    Wenming Caton: “Ah.”

    The case is solved, but it is still a Guangdong dragon.

    He laughed and drove them to free time.