Vol 2 Chapter 967: One day as a teacher (36)

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That was the first time Meng Yu was frustrated.
Maybe it was the first time it was special, so he couldn't forget his heart.
I always want to come back with Chaucer again.
Of course there are other things...
He didn't want to see such a talented person, it was so ruined.
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The first kite will send Chaucer to the hospital.
The doctor gave him an examination very quickly.
"His hand was hurt before..." The doctor came out and said to the kite: "It may be abolished if you send it later."
The kite leaned against the wall and the back was against the cold wall.
"Take him the best technology."
The doctor sighed and did not guarantee: "We try our best."
After the first kite and the doctor finished talking, push the ward door and go in.
Chaucer was lying on the bed with a pale face, his eyes closed and his sweat on his forehead.
The first point of the kite opened the broken hair in front of Joe's forehead, revealing his smooth and full forehead.
The palm of the kite fell in his hair, and he did not move it, so he was quietly placed.
Chaucer slept very long, and when he woke up, it was already night.
He saw the kite on his side, holding his forehead with one hand and the other on his head, gently pressing it, the pair of cold scorpions, which were quietly closed.
The whole person does not seem to be as usual.
Chaucer’s eyes fell on the lips of the first kite, and his throat was dry.
He carefully moved to the side of the kite and leaned his head on her lips.
The scorpion that was closed at the beginning of the kite broke away, and Chaucer’s gaze slammed into her pupil, and it’s sturdy, sinking all the way, without end.
The first kite held his head and continued the kiss.
In the end, Chaucer is not comfortable, and he is soft.
"teacher……"
The kite loosened him and raised the bed a bit, letting him lean on it: "How are you feeling?"
Chaucer looked at his hand: "Nothing to feel."
The first kite asked casually: "How do you get it?"
Before Chaucer looked normal, the first kite did not find that he had a problem with his hand.
After all, he still fights.
Chaucer’s eyes were dark:
My dad got it.

The piano was learned by him and his mother. Later, he did not have to practice himself. Every time Joe Hong heard it, he was not allowed to play.
At first he thought that Qiao Hong just didn't like it, so he avoided him.
That time he won the prize and went back to Qiao Hong who was waiting at home.
He didn't say anything, and people pressed him and ruined his hands directly.
Although Qiao Hong used his best doctor to cure his hand afterwards, he could no longer touch the piano.
The eyes of the first kite are more chilly.
Qiao Hong this dog thing, before it was cheaper!
The first kite looked at Qiao Wei: "Since you know your situation, why should you come with Meng Yu?"
"Teacher..." Chaucer hesitated for nearly a minute before he slowly said: "Meng Yu knows."
"what do you know?"
"...our relationship." Joey voice was sullen, like a child who was aggrieved.
"and so?"
"He will say it." Joe said: "It will affect the teacher."
He is not worried about himself, he is only afraid of getting her trouble.
He knows the consequences of this.
"So you are planning not to have these hands?" The kite approached him: "Joe, have you asked me?"
Chaucer was so close to the first kite that he was inexplicably nervous.
He swallowed and explained: "Teacher, I am just... I want to solve some things myself."
"A Meng Yu only, he said to go out, what are you afraid of." The first kite did not be angry: "If you are not at school, I will not resign early."
Joe squatted.
- If you are not at school, I will resign early.
The kite was held on his sides, and he was almost circled in his arms.
The girl looked at him fiercely: "The next time I told this, I will solve it, can I hear it?"
Chaucer understood and nodded a little: "Know... I know."
The first kite kissed him: "Hey."
Qiao Wei: "..."
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Chaucer’s hand was hurt at all, even if it was cured, there would be no way to force it later.
The doctor can only treat conservatively.
In the end, what can be restored, no one can say.
"If you don't have an amputation, forget it."
The first kite came out.
Chaucer was scared: "Teacher, no... no?"
"You don't care anyway." The kite had a porridge and sat facelessly with him.
"..."
The kite has been with him for the first few days, and Chaucer didn't think she was angry.
But at this time, Chaucer discovered that she was angry.
The kite slammed the spoon over his mouth, and Chaucer opened his mouth mechanically.
Chaucer spit out in an instant, and the kite picked up his hand and caught it: "What are you doing?"
Chaucer stretched his tongue and blurred: "Iron."
The first kite is that the porridge in the palm of my hand is a little hot.
She is silent.
Chaucer found that her hand was connected, her expression changed slightly, and she quickly went to get the paper. The hand still didn't move, it was a pain.
"Don't move."
The kite put the bowl down, got up and washed his hands, then came back, waiting for the porridge to cool and then feed him.
Joe is licking the porridge.
"Teacher, are you angry with me?"
"I am angry with you." The first zither tone is faint, and there is no ups and downs: "Check it in a while, you should rest first."
Joe licked his lower lip and didn't continue to say it.
Chaucer is only responsible for the inspection. The first kite never let him hear what the doctor said.
But Chaucer believes in the kite, she will not harm herself.
At the end of the inspection, the first kite hit the water and reached out and took off his sick suit.
"teacher?"
"Ok."
The first kite lowered his head and did not stop. He quickly opened his clothes.
Joe couldn’t move, he could only move sideways: "What are you doing?"
The kite took the scorpion: "You didn't take a bath for a few days, wipe it for you."
Although the weather is not hot now, it will not be comfortable without taking a bath for several days.
"I can wash it myself."
"How do you wash?"
"..."
Joey's face was flushed: "Teacher, can you let others come?" Let the teacher wipe his body, and Chaucer feels irritated when he thinks about it, and dares to follow.
"Who do you want to come?" The kite stared at him as if he was really asking his opinion.
"Male...male."
"Oh." The first kite face should be silent, and then straightforward advice: "You take me as a man."
Qiao Wei: "??"
The first kite pressed him over, and the warm towel wiped the body. After the heat, there was a coolness immediately.
The first kite pressed him and carefully rubbed his body.
After wiping the upper body, the kite put on his clothes.
Chaucer thought it was over, and the kite began to lick his pants again.
"Old, teacher." Chaucer stammered her and pressed the quilt with his legs: "No, I... I..."
The first kite looked at him. Chaucer's face was stained with ochre. The top of his shirt moved up a lot because of his movements, revealing a strong waistline.
Chaucer’s sight on the first kite, Xu’s eyes were too serious and frank, and Qiao’s inexplicable loss of moments.
The next second, he felt a cold between his legs.
Qiao Wei: "..."
what!
died!

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