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Chapter 569 The teacher is so beautiful

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    "The children are already five years old, and the second one is in my belly and is about to be born."

    Qingwan was startled, "This is not"

    Jiang Nuan gritted her teeth and nodded, "It's just what you think. When Sister Lianxue was suffering so much to give birth to a child, the one who suffered a thousand cuts had already raised a lover outside."

    "Sister Lianxue's husband is just a soft-boiled man with low abilities. He has been sought after for several years and has been so popular that he can't find his way around. Sister Lianxue wants a divorce after being sad for a few days. Naturally, the soft-boiled man is not willing.  We made a fuss at the company and was humiliated by Sister Lianxue in public. Later, I tried to hurt Sister Lianxue with a knife, but she was sent to jail."

    "She actually likes children very much, but she can't have her own children in this life, so she set up this cram school."

    Qingwan nodded slowly, "I see"

    "Since starting this cram school, no matter how busy she is with the company every day, she will still take time to come over and talk to the children. It is obvious to the naked eye that she is much happier."

    Jiang Nuan sighed, "Actually, my relationship with Sister Lianxue was just average before. After all, the age difference is a bit big. It was because of her divorce that our relationship got better."

    After shopping, the two separated.

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    The next day, Qingwan officially started working.

    There are only six students in the cram school she teaches, most of whom are between seven and eight years old. Children at this age are still a little unable to sit still, and they become distracted after drawing for a while.

    Qingwan also understood them. When she was seven or eight years old, she was also very naughty and gave her parents a headache.

    A little boy was sitting on his hands and was drawing, but his eyes kept looking at the little girl next to him. His eyes were spinning, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

    Qingwan walked to him, looked at the painting he had drawn, and said softly, "Do you not know how to draw?"

    The little boy blushed. He had been learning to draw for two years. What he was going to draw today was not difficult for him at all. However, he only made a rough draft and only added a little color. Compared with other students in the class, he was quite inferior.  many.

    Qingwan seemed not to see the embarrassment on the little boy's face, and continued to ask him in a gentle voice. The little boy didn't want the teacher to know that he was lazy, so he nodded.

    "Then let me teach you, this color should be red plus less than yellow"

    The little boy looked at Qingwan¡¯s side face infatuatedly. Qingwan was whispering something. He could see Qingwan¡¯s long eyelashes flickering like butterfly wings.

    He could no longer hear what Qingwan was thinking and said blankly, "Teacher, you are so beautiful, even more beautiful than the stars on TV."

    Qing Wan was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Thank you for the compliment. You are also very handsome."

    After being praised by Qingwan, the little boy blushed even more, "Imy family members say I look like my mother, and my mother is also very beautiful"

    "You are handsome. If you can draw again, I don't know how many little girls you will like when you grow up." The expression on Qingwan's face became softer and she handed the brush in her hand to the little boy, "Here, you draw.  Try it.¡±

    The little boy took the paintbrush from Qingwan's hand. His face was so red that he could bleed. He bit his lower lip with a huge struggle on his face. After a moment, he looked at Qingwan pitifully and said, "Teacher, I was wrong."  Well, it¡¯s not that I can¡¯t draw or mix colors, it¡¯s just that I¡¯m lazy and want to have fun, so¡± (Remember this site¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com
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