Female professor's daily boyfriend

Chapter 491 The Little Man's Exclusive Privileges
The little guy flicked the braids on the back of his head in front of the mirror. The next second, he suddenly turned his head and raised his head to look at the end of the season.

The little face was full of seriousness and said: "Uncle, can Xuanxuan ask you a question?" There was a lot of expectation in the little guy's eyes.

Seeing this at the end of the season, my heart instantly became nervous, wondering what amazing question this childish little guy would ask again.

"Ask, Xuanxuan." Ji Mo raised his hand and touched the little guy's head, and said with a smile, mentally prepared.

"Can you be a little lower, Uncle, I want to tell you this question quietly." The little guy stretched out his chubby little hand and beckoned at the end of Ji, with a mysterious expression on his little face.

When Ji Mo saw this, he was relieved, there was no problem with whispering, he liked to listen to whispering the most.

Especially in the dead of night, when sister Mu whispered to him.

Affectionate, tender and gentle, like weeping and complaining...

It can only be understood, not spoken.

Ji Mo squatted down, turned his head and turned his ear to the little guy: "You can say it, Xuanxuan."

The little guy glanced at his mother quietly, and felt relieved when he saw that his mother was still writing.

Then he moved his little head to Ji Mo's ear, raised his two little hands to cover his mouth, and whispered, "Uncle, do you know where children can be picked up in the trash can? I want to pick up a younger brother and sister."

At the end of the season: "..." The truth of this question is a bit beyond his expectation.

But it seems that when parents all over the world answer the question of children, they should all have the same answer: you were picked up by your parents from the trash can.

Ji Mo turned his head and glanced calmly at Mu Yao who was sitting at the desk with his head down reading a book, rolled his eyes, turned his head and put his mouth next to the little guy's ear, and whispered: "This uncle doesn't know either, But you can ask your aunt Yaoyao, she must know."

"Oh, let Xuanxuan ask." The little guy nodded, then turned his head to look at Mu Yao, and walked towards Mu Yao.

When he came to Mu Yao's side, the little guy stopped, raised his head and asked Mu Yao seriously: "Aunt Yaoyao, can Xuanxuan ask you a question? Uncle Ji Mo just said he didn't know , let Xuanxuan come to ask you and say you know."

Mu Yao raised her head and took a leisurely look at Ji Mo standing in front of the mirror.

Ji Mo and Mu Yao looked at each other, and subconsciously avoided their gaze, with embarrassment appearing in their eyes.

This little guy sold out too fast.

Mu Yao turned her head to look at the little guy carved in pink and jade, with a smile on her face: "What question does Xuanxuan want to ask Auntie?"

"Aunt Yaoyao, can you lower your voice a little bit? You should talk about this quietly." The little guy habitually glanced at his mother again, and then waved a chubby little hand at Mu Yao.

Mu Yao lowered her head, turned her head sideways, and brought her fair and delicate ears to the little guy.

Seeing this, the little guy took a step forward, tiptoed slightly, put his little head close to Mu Yao's ear, raised his little hand again to cover his mouth, and whispered, "Aunt Yaoyao, do you know where the trash cans can be picked up?" Are you a kid? I want to pick up a younger brother and sister back."

Mu Yao: "..." Professor Mu was also caught off guard.

"We won't know this until Xuanxuan grows up." Mu Yao stretched out her hand to touch the little guy's head, and said in a gentle tone.

"Oh, all right, Aunt Yaoyao." The little guy nodded, a look of disappointment appeared on his little face, and he was a little sullen.

That's what her parents told her too.

Alas, it is too difficult to pick up a younger brother and sister, the little guy sighs in his heart.

In the next second, the little guy suddenly thought of something, his big watery eyes suddenly lit up, and he tiptoed to Mu Yao's ear again.

He raised his little hand to cover his mouth and whispered to Mu Yao: "Then when Aunt Yaoyao, you and Uncle Ji Mo go to pick up children, can you pick one up for Xuanxuan by the way, younger siblings are fine."

The little guy's little face was a little excited, and he felt a little proud of the clever way he suddenly thought of.

Mu Yao: "..."

"This... I can only pick it up by myself, Xuanxuan, others can't help me." Mu Yao said in a speechless voice.

"Then... well, Aunt Yaoyao." The little guy's face immediately collapsed, and he agreed very reluctantly.

Seeing this, Mu Yao reached out and touched the little guy's head, then opened the side drawer, took out a piece of chocolate that was about the size of a big bubble gum, and shook it in front of the little guy.

The little guy's big eyes lit up instantly, looking at the chocolate in Mu Yao's hand, he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"Hush~" Mu Yao raised a white and slender jade finger to her mouth, and blew gently.

The little guy nodded his head very clearly, and then habitually glanced at his mother's back quietly.

Mu Yao gently opened the wrapping paper of the chocolate, then broke the chocolate in half, and handed half of it to the little guy.

The little guy stretched out his chubby little hand to take the chocolate, stuffed it into his little mouth deftly, and then happily chewed it.

Mu Yao touched the little guy's head, then put the remaining half of the chocolate into her mouth, and slowly started to eat it.

Standing aside, Ji Mo witnessed the whole process of the big thief eating chocolate...

Good guy, it looks like a habitual offender.

Ten minutes later, Ji Mo followed behind Mu Yao, holding a lesson plan in his hand, and left the office with a rattling sound.

The young lady put down the pen in her hand, turned her head and looked at the baby girl sitting beside her playing with toys: "Xuanxuan, did you steal chocolate with your Auntie Mu Yao just now?"

The little guy shrank his neck subconsciously, turned his head to look at his mother, and denied nervously, "No."

"Really not?" The young lady said with a serious face.

"Aunt Yaoyao insisted on letting Xuanxuan eat it." The little guy lowered his head and whispered.

A small hand tightly pinched his little skirt, twisting his beautiful little skirt uneasily, and peeking at the expression on his mother's face from time to time.

Seeing this, the little sister suddenly laughed, then stopped her smile immediately, and said with a serious face: "Xuanxuan can't shirk responsibility, tell mom, is it Auntie Mu Yao who insists on letting you eat or you want to eat it yourself?" of?"

The little guy also learned how to grow dirty.

The little girl raised her head and carefully glanced at her stern mother, hesitated for a moment, and said honestly: "No, Xuanxuan wants to eat."

"Xuanxuan is so good." The little sister smiled and stretched out her hand to touch her precious daughter's little head.

Then he opened the drawer under the desk, took out a piece of chocolate that was exactly the same as before, and handed it to the little guy: "Here, this is a reward from my mother to the honest Xuanxuan."

"Thank you, Mom!" The little guy shouted happily, then stretched out his chubby little hand to take the chocolate, clumsily tore off the wrapping paper, and began to eat happily.

In the corridor, Ji Mo's classmate was holding a lesson plan and following Mu Yao obediently, like Professor Mu's boy.

The next second, Ji Mo suddenly turned his head, looked back and forth in the corridor, and then leaned into Mu Yao's ear and whispered, "Professor Mu?"

Mu Yao continued walking with her long legs, turned her head and glanced at Ji Mo indifferently: "What are you doing?"

I don't know what the little man is going to do this time.

Ji Mo's expression straightened, he brewed his feelings, and said to Mu Yao with a serious face: "How about... I will call you Auntie in the future, and you call me Brother?" Ji Mo said without fear of death.

Under normal circumstances, the little man is either trying to die, or on the way to die.

There is no end to life, and no end to death.

Mu Yao stopped, turned around, and looked at Ji Mo...

At the end of the season, Ji Mo stopped and looked at the expressionless Mu Yao, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart. Could this woman be trying to bite someone?

Kind of scared.

In the next second, a faint smile suddenly appeared on Mu Yao's face: "If you call me aunt, my sister can think about it."

Then turned around and continued to walk forward with long legs.

Season End: "..."

Glancing at Mu Yao's slender back, Ji Mo quickly chased after her.

My aunt is waiting for me.

One minute later, Ji Mo observed the surrounding situation again, then leaned close to Mu Yao's ear, and whispered, "May I ask you a little question, Professor Mu."

"No."

Ji Mo nodded: "Oh, then I asked, that...Professor Mu, when are you going to pick up a child from the trash can with me?"

"Call your aunt."

Season End: "..."

"Um... Auntie, when are you going to pick up a child from the trash can with me?" At the end of the season, he changed his name very obediently, and repeated it again.

In order to carry on the family line, it is acceptable to bear the burden of humiliation appropriately.

"Which trash bin should I go to pick it up?" Mu Yao turned her head and glanced at Ji Mo, and said lightly.

"Of course it's the one in our family." Ji Mo winked at Mu Yao and said with a smile.

"Then go pick it up, my sister is waiting for you while she is in class." Mu Yao said leisurely.

Season End: "..."

"That... Let's pick it up after I finish my wife's class." Ji Mo said righteously.

Ten minutes later, the two of them were still a few steps away from the door of the classroom. Mu Yao suddenly stopped and turned to look at the end of the season.

The boy under the seat handed the lesson plan in front of Mu Yao respectfully.

Although Professor Mu Da basically never used the teaching plan in class, he must bring it with him in every class.

After all, if you don’t bring a lesson plan, how can you ask others to write and write, and if you don’t write and write, how can you find a husband.

So, nothing wrong with it.

Mu Yao took the lesson plan, turned around and walked towards the door of the classroom, Ji Mo cast a glance in the corridor, looked at the right moment, quickly reached out her hand, and patted Mu Yao's upturned little butt lightly.

Feels good.

The next second, Mu Yao suddenly stopped, turned around, and calmly looked at Ji Mo behind her...

"That... there are mosquitoes, I'll beat them for you, Professor Mu." Ji Mo said solemnly, with an extremely serious expression.

Mu Yao raised her wrist to check the time, and said to Ji Mo with a blank face: "You stand outside for 10 minutes before coming in."

"What about the roll call?" Ji Mo asked.

"I'll order it myself." Mu Yao said coldly, then turned and walked towards the door of the classroom.

"I order it myself~" Ji Mo looked at the slim figure who disappeared from sight, squeezed a orchid finger, twisted his buttocks, and imitated Mu Yao and said something coquettishly.

"Hey, big brother junior, what are you doing? Why don't you go in?" At this moment, a slightly surprised voice suddenly sounded from behind Ji Mo.

Familiar voice, familiar title, familiar silly senior.

At the end of the season: "..." The ghosts linger.

At the end of the season, he immediately returned to his normal posture, turned around and looked at his lingering nightmare—Senior Jiang Wei.

"That... I ate too much at noon, exercise, and digest food." Ji Mo explained with a bit of embarrassment in his eyes.

"Oh." Jiang Wei nodded, do you still need to twist your butt for digestion? "Aren't you going in, junior? Class is about to begin."

"Well... I'll go in later, I'll be fine a few minutes late." Ji Mo replied casually, what could he do if his wife wouldn't let him in.

Jiang Wei looked at the end of the season and nodded: "Oh, then I'll go first."

"Goodbye, Senior Jiang."

"Bye bye, big brother junior." Jiang Wei glanced at Ji Mo enviously, then turned and walked towards the door of the classroom.

Professor Mu's boyfriend is cheating, a privileged class.

This big lemon is so sour.

Two minutes later, the classroom door slammed shut, followed by bursts of roll calls in the classroom.

Ji Mo lay at the door and listened eagerly.

Alas, the students have to grab their jobs, so there is really no way to be a representative of this class.

After a few more minutes, Ji Mo felt that the time was almost up. He raised his wrist to check the time, gently pushed open the classroom door, walked in, then took a look, found an empty seat, and walked towards the empty seat... …

In the next second, a pleasant voice full of magnetism rang out: "Students who are late, please be conscious and stand at the door." There was a hint of narrowness in the voice.

The expression on Ji Mo's face froze, he stopped in his tracks, and turned his head to look at Mu Yao in confusion.

Looking at Mu Yao's beautiful expressionless face, Ji Mo walked towards the door with a resentful expression.

Don't think that I can't see your little pride because you pretend to be good, you black-hearted woman.

At this time, Jiang Wei, who was sitting in the back row, also had a slightly confused face, and glanced at Ji Mo standing at the door with his head downcast.

This is what you said, come in a few minutes late, okay?

Hmm... the life of this privileged class is really miserable.

(End of this chapter)