Ninety lucky little sweet wife

But it's Zhu Yan's side.

She had no way of knowing about Yun Jue meeting Gao Pengpeng in Duancheng.

After discussing the design of the supermarket with Yun Jue, she took her eldest son and left Yunfu Restaurant.

Today is Saturday, Qin Huai and his daughter are in Yu Yin's training class, those who attend class go to class, and those who go to work go to work.

It was past this point, and it happened that they were coming to an end, and they had a meal together in the town and then returned to Zhulin Village.

As Zhu Yan thought so, the mother and son had already arrived at the door of the training class.

They didn't go in and wait directly, but sat down on the opposite side, on a flower bed across the road.

She had promised Qin Huai not to see Teacher Su again, so she couldn't break her promise.

Xiaoxiao has the habit of carrying books with him when he goes out. Now that his son's butt is touching the concrete pier, he opened the book "How Steel Is Tempered" that Zhu Yanxin bought for him.

In the era when Zhu Yan lived before, the amount of reading required for an elementary school student was more than a hundred famous books.This will be of great help to their future studies, knowledge, and even life.

In the past, the family conditions were not good, so Xiaoxiao could only read the knowledge in the textbooks repeatedly.

Now that the conditions are gradually improving, Zhu Yan will go to the bookstore in the town to pick out some books for him whenever she is free.

He also really loves to read books, he reads whatever Zhu Yan buys, and then uses a small notebook to write down his impressions after reading.

In this way, Zhu Yan has a greater sense of accomplishment, and she never cares about money when buying books.

She just bought this book this week, but after only a few days, the eldest son has read very few pages left. If he has time later, he has to go to the bookstore to find some new books.

She was thinking idly, and her eyes stopped on the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the training class opposite.

At noon in June, the sun was a little hot, the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows were half drawn, and the glass was also half opened to let in the air flowing outside.

After several months, Zhu Yan saw Teacher Su again.

The boy who laughed so hard that she got goosebumps all over her body.

The inside of the window should be a dance classroom. Teacher Su was bare-chested, with a gray cloth-like thing wrapped underneath, covering important parts.

He has a good figure, and a few abdominal muscles can be seen faintly. Under his graceful dancing posture, he exudes a charming light.

She didn't know dance, so she didn't know what kind of dance he taught.

But no matter what kind of dance it is, in front of a few young children, it seems a bit...

Zhu Yan admitted that she was a little narrow-minded.

Or, from the bottom of her heart, she is prejudiced against this Teacher Su.

After a dance was finished, Teacher Su adjusted her breathing, explained some movement essentials to the children, and then called a little girl to the front of the classroom, motioning her to show herself the movements she had just taught.

The little girl looked about the same age as Yaoyao, with a tall ball head and a tight one-piece dance suit. After Teacher Su started counting the beats, she danced gracefully.

During this period, she seemed to have made a few wrong movements. Teacher Su squatted in front of her and held her arm to correct it.

After a while, the little girl finished all the movements, and Teacher Su thoughtfully took a towel to wipe her sweat.

From forehead to neck, he wiped carefully.

Slowly, holding the hand of the towel, he reached in along the neckline of the little girl.

Five minutes passed before and after, Teacher Su's face was calm, and he had no intention of leaving at all.

The more Zhu Yan looked at it, the more she felt that something was wrong, she stood up from the flower bed, and was going to stop it.

She is a woman and a mother.

When I saw this scene, it was hard not to feel angry.

She saw through Teacher Su's plan at a glance.

Where is he wiping the child's sweat? It's clearly...

Even though the child is too young and doesn't understand many things, Mr. Su is a grown man.

Let alone a stranger, even the child's father couldn't be so ignorant.

Fortunately, at this time, someone walked into the dance classroom, and Teacher Su released the girl back to the team.

The person who came in was Yu Yin.

She took a white shirt from the hanger by the door and approached Teacher Su, regardless of how many children were still in the classroom, she put the shirt on for Teacher Su.

She moved enchantingly, with a smile on her face, and while the children were not paying attention, she stood on tiptoe, brought her red lips close to Teacher Su's neck, and kissed her.

Zhu Yan was stunned.

She hadn't gotten over the shock of Teacher Su harassing the little girl before she saw this scene again, so it's no wonder she had such a reaction.

Zhu Yan looked down at the dial on her wrist, it was almost time for school to leave.

Sure enough, Yu Yin organized a team for a few children who were learning dance, and led them out of the classroom.

It was Teacher Su, who didn't leave with him, but walked around the classroom, as if he was looking for something.

Suddenly, a pair of cold and deep eyes fell directly on Zhu Yan's body through the glass.

Those eyes are clear and sharp, without any warmth, like ice beads in the cold winter, making people tremble.

He found her.

When Zhu Yan realized this, her whole heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Inexplicably, there was a trace of fear in my heart.

It was as if behind his vicious gaze, there was a hidden danger waiting for her.

But in the next moment, the cruelty in Teacher Su's eyes disappeared.

He opened the window a little, revealing his not-so-handsome face.

Immediately, he waved his hand in Zhu Yan's direction and smiled decently.

Not only did he discover that she was spying on him, but he also recognized her identity.

Zhu Yan froze for a moment, then nodded to him as a response.

Not long after, Qin Huai came out leading the little girl.

Seeing Zhu Yan from afar, she entangled her mother's neck like a long-armed monkey, threw half of her body into her arms, and said coquettishly: "My mother, I'm hungry, I want to eat something delicious. "

"Okay, Auntie will take you to eat delicious food."

As she said this, Zhu Yan's eyes circled along Yaoyao's exposed skin.

No abnormal marks or scars were found, and her hanging heart finally settled down.

"Yaoyao, you are learning vocal music from Teacher Yu, have you ever been to a dance class?" She asked again worriedly.

Yaoyao tilted his head and thought for a while, then replied: "No, the teacher won't let you skip classes casually, I haven't even attended Father's class."

"It's right, always remember what you are here for, don't always think about playing, and delay the business."

After being lectured by A Niang again, although the little girl was a little aggrieved, she still nodded in agreement.

Zhu Yan asked herself that she was not a saint, she just wanted to keep her child safe from harm, as for other things, she didn't want to care about it, and she couldn't care about it.

Let her be selfish.