The Little Fairy Reborn As a Schoolmaster

  Chapter 234 Is 234 so short of money?

  There are some advantages to having a mother at home, which can better let her daughter grow up.

   "Huanhuan doesn't live in school." Yan Ruyu paused and said, "In the future, you can eat more bitterness outside. If you want to eat, let's improve her at home."

   "This is not good, right." Shen Haotian touched the back of his head, "If the gap is too big, will Huanhuan be uncomfortable?"

  Shen Haotian’s words are not unreasonable.

  Yan Ruyu thought of a way to boil frogs in warm water. After she was silent, she said: “Otherwise, let Huanhuan adjust to it by reducing it every month first?”

  This method is good.

  Shen Haotian also agrees.

  Ahee.

  Shen Qinghuan, who was reviewing his homework in the study, rubbed his nose.

  The notes Lu Ziheng gave her, she has read and reviewed almost.

  The characters are so beautiful.

  Shen Qinghuan held the notebook, and the orange light reflected on the thin paper on the notebook, adding a sense of age to the powerful writing in the sky.

  I want to collect it.

  Shen Qinghuan grabbed the phone on the desk and sent a message to Lu Ziheng.

  【Pai Daxing】: If I said I lost your notebook, would you hit me?

  Probably affected by the broken screen of the mobile phone last time, Lu Ziheng replied quickly: If you want to keep the collection, keep it, and my brother will not dislike you ashamed.

  Shen Qinghuan blushed a little across the screen.

  【Pai Daxing】: I really lost it. Our house was busy cleaning up just now, I don't know where it went.

  Lu Ziheng sent a smiley face, seeming to laugh at her to steal the bell.

Shen Qinghuan held her chin and thought about a very reliable reason. She raised her mobile phone and posted a selfie of studying at the desk at the desk, with the words: "My girlfriend took a photo of her life to express her apologies. I will lose it to you."

   "My phone is almost out of power. I will talk tomorrow." Lu Ziheng didn't reply after saying this.

  Shen Qinghuan stared at her selfie, is it too ugly?

  I knew I should retouch it with a beauty camera, so I was sloppy.

  She even entered the situation she encountered in Baidu's entry because of anxiety, and the answers were varied. Most of them said that men are scumbags, like the new and dislike the old.

  Shen Qinghuan paddled her phone a little irritably, and finally picked a satisfactory answer at the end of this page.

  Yes.

  Lu Ziheng is so easy to be shy, he must have done bad things after saving his photos.

  Shen Qinghuan thought about it, and felt a little hot on her face.

got windy.

  The night sky outside the house is sporadically dotted, but it heralds something unusual.

  The underground club has a new fighter named Brown from Northern Europe, who is white and strong.

  Lu Ziheng gently touched the girl’s selfie on the screen with his fingertips.

  If he hadn't wittyly said that his cell phone was almost out of power, I'm afraid the blood tank would be empty.

  I really didn't agree with a word, so I just pinched myself to death.

  Lu Ziheng put his mobile phone away, and brushed shoulders with a boxer who was beaten and swollen in the locker room.

  The man vomited blood and told him that Brown seemed to be good at punching. If he hadn't played yet, he would stop the game tonight. It was not a joke when he encountered Brown.

  Although the money for underground clubs is coming fast and more, they are all taking fate as a bet.

  Lu Ziheng smiled at the man, and he signed the agreement.

  "Are you so short of money?"

  Before Lu Ziheng took the stage, the words of the man with a blue nose and a swollen face in the locker room came to mind.

Yes.

  He is short of money.

  The kind that is lacking.

  (End of this chapter)