The first spoiled marriage: the sweetheart of the president - Chapter 787

“How are you, Joe?” Just back in the dormitory, song Mengmeng, like a monkey, flew towards her and said, “did my mark do anything to you?”

“No lack of arms and legs.”

Qiao bao’er really can’t stand her pestering force. She pushes her away, but this person is pestering like octopus.

“Joe, why are you back now? Where have you been?”

Now it’s 7 o’clock, and the canteen is closed. Zhu Xiaowei also specially gave her a meal, “… Did you go to the library?”

Qiao bao’er just wanted to answer.

Song Mengmeng suddenly takes a puff. Then she notices that Qiao bao’er is wearing a man’s coat and asks in an exaggerated voice, “where do you and your man’s clothes come from?”

“… how can we waste our time worrying about you, and you went to find the dog man. Zhu Xiaowei also worried about your starvation and cold, and gave you a meal. Qiao bao’er, are you worthy of us? ”

This goods to Qiao Baoer puts on the body that coat to pull wildly, the speech is burning.

“I see this dress, this style, this fabric, rich dog man, such a big coat, you actually collude with the wild road outside…”

Zhu Xiaowei couldn’t look down and sighed, “that’s Mark’s coat.” This is the dark gray suit he wore in class today.

Song Mengmeng immediately shut up.

She was shocked, her mouth opened, and she could not say anything. Then she realized that the dog man she had been scolding had scolded her favorite mark teacher.

As soon as Qiao bao’er takes off her coat, she throws it to the glove compartment. Song Mengmeng jumps over and catches it with both hands. She puts it aside with great piety and care.

“How can you spoil this coat like this!” Song Mengmeng is a little angry.

Qiao bao’er glared at her with a white eye. Just now, I didn’t know who was pulling this coat wildly.

“What’s the matter?” Only Zhu Xiaowei was normal at the scene, she was full of curiosity.

Qiao Baoer said lightly, “this teacher is very good.”

Song Mengmeng

I don’t know how to answer at the moment.

After entering the bathroom, Qiao bao’er washed her hands and came out with a lunch box that Xiao Zhu had given her. She ate like crazy and seemed to ignore this topic.

“No! If you are frank and lenient, why is Mark’s coat on you

Song Mengmeng rushed to grab her lunch box and forced her to confess. She said, “is there something indescribable between you?”

Qiao bao’er is in a good mood, listening to her nonsense, “what nonsense.”

“Fang Mei and I went to the office to look for you after school, but we didn’t see you even after we finished looking for the grade office. Where have you been?”

She replied simply, “I sleep in the teacher’s office.”

Zhu Xiaowei’s eyes were wide open.

Even song Mengmeng, a first-class student slag, can’t accept such ridiculous things. She points her hand at the tip of her nose and wants to scold her angrily, “how can you, how can you go to the teacher’s office to sleep?”

Qiao Baoer felt that he had made no mistake.

“It’s not me. He told me to wait there. There’s no one in his office. I don’t know how long he wants me to wait.” Then she fell asleep.

Song Mengmeng’s nose is crooked. Ordinary students go to the office with fear. This person is really at ease.

“Disrespect! Disrespect! It’s very disrespectful! ”

Song Mengmeng scolds her like thunder. Her round eyes are full of anger and a little bit of jealousy. Like other people’s underworld, she grabs Qiao Baoer’s front leader with both hands.

“Tell me quickly, you have been caught in the office by Mr. mark for some unreasonable things. I will go next time.”

It’s a wonderful time to be alone with Mr. mark.

“When she was sleeping on her stomach in class, she was caught by the teacher.” Zhu Xiaowei knew that the goods would be endless once they were winded. He sighed, “please give the lunch box back to Qiao Baoer. We will have class at 7:30.”

Class sleep by the teacher caught in the office to scold, song Mengmeng secretly happy, this is good.

“Please give it back to him.” Qiao bao’er pointed to the expensive suit coat with her chopsticks. She felt that if she stayed here for a few more days, she was afraid that she could not help selling it.

“You’re a good man, job.” Song Mengmeng’s smile turned into a brain powder.

“Do you really like to see him so much?”

Qiao bao’er can’t understand the psychology of chasing stars.

“Mr. mark, don’t you think he’s very special? You can see that his coat is not a common thing, and he’s so handsome. He’s good-looking.” Song Mengmeng still laughs like a fool.

After thinking about it, Qiao bao’er still has no impression on the teacher. She never knows people. She talks about handsome guys all day long. Can they be better looking than Tang Yu.

However, in a second, she stopped thinking about the teacher. Her rough impression was that the teacher had a good temper. When she fell asleep on his desk, she didn’t wake her up and gave her a coat. She was very nice.

Only Zhu Xiaowei is a normal person thinking. It’s unusual for a teacher to put his coat on the students’ shoulders, especially the cold mark teacher.

Unusual things continue to happen in Jun’s house.

Jun Zhimu went back to Jun’s home in a city after his class this week. He was very pleased that he had been so diligent recently. At the same time, he had a big head.

“Master Zhimu is still cooking in the kitchen…”

“Today, it seems that I want to learn how to make sushi rolls.” The housekeeper’s face is strange to report to the old man, and then orders someone to bring out a plate of semi-finished sushi, “this Eel Sushi is all made by master Zhimu.”

Originally, these semi-finished products were to be thrown into the dustbin, but the housekeeper winked and let the servants quickly take them out.

Mr. Jun pinched a piece of it and put it into his mouth. He chewed it and didn’t speak for a long time.

Seeing this, the housekeeper was a little worried. He poured a cup of warm water for fear that it would spoil his stomach. After all, none of them thought that their shepherd would come into the kitchen.

“Why does this evil thing suddenly want to do this? Who is it for?” Mr. Jun frowned, scolded, grabbed another piece and threw it into his mouth.

Sushi is not high in technology. As long as the ingredients are top-grade, it can be easily mixed together.

It’s strange that he’s willing to wash his hands and make soup.

“Young master Zhimu may want to give it to you in person…” the housekeeper just wanted to say something to please.

“Dream!”

Mr. Jun gave a direct Pooh.

“I expect my future granddaughter-in-law to cook a meal for me, and I don’t expect him to do it. I brought up this dead son. I don’t know what kind of character he has. How can he be so filial and abnormal recently? I don’t know if I want to find a Taoist to go home. ”

The housekeeper and several servants behind him stood and wanted to laugh.

No matter how abnormal, it’s always good for their young shepherd to go home and stay more.

“If only master Zhimu had someone he liked, he would get married early and settle down without running out all the time…”

That’s the old man’s heart.

“If there is a woman who can tie him up, even if she is ugly, I’d like to recognize her.”

“If he can like Zhiyan, he won’t have to worry about it.”

Jun Zhiyan, the girl who came back from the outside, wanted to keep her as a child’s daughter-in-law from the beginning, but the bastard in the family didn’t have that idea.

“Young master Zhimu recognized Miss Zhiyan as his younger sister, so she would be his younger sister all her life. In his heart, he believed that he had special principles and norms when he was young.”

“Bad temper, brain will not turn.”

When junzhimu came out of the kitchen, he heard his grandfather scolding someone.

Mr. Jun suddenly turned his head and saw him, “how does it taste?” Junzhimu glanced at the semi-finished product on the table and naturally asked.

Stealing food was found. The old man held his breath and choked his neck. His face was a little awkward. He raised his voice and said, “is this what people eat? It’s something that can’t be put on the table.” Mr. Jun still has half a grain of rice in his mouth.

Junzhimu frowned and didn’t talk back to his grandfather. Instead, he looked thoughtful and introspective.

Turn around and go back to the kitchen.

It was not until he left that the old man sighed, “this time I really want to invite a Taoist.”

What happened to his eldest grandson.