Xiang Yufeng looked at the college students after round and smiled: "t,t,t" the pure English London sound immediately made the group of students look at Xiang Yufeng a little stunned. Mo Jinghe was one of the top students in English, especially her fluent speaking, which made the English teacher who taught him praise him. However, Xiang Yufeng's pure British pronunciation was not even comparable to her. Mo Jinghe's eyes when she looked at Xiang Yufeng changed a little. But she was even more shocked by what Xiang Yufeng had.

",,èt" Although this group of young students may not be able to understand Xiang Yufeng's fluent Italian language, they also know that they are people who are definitely not afraid to take it out without real skills. Xiang Yufeng approached Mo Jinghe and said softly in English, "t,??"

"What?" Mo Jinghe said subconsciously.

"I said, if I win a job as a tutor, will my sister be my wife?" Xiang Yufeng leaned over to Mo Jinghe and said with his eyes blinking.

"." Mo Jinghe pressed against the boy in front of her whom she dared not use the word "rich man" to describe it. The heart that was stirring up was beating and said coldly.

"I'm so sad!" Xiang Yufeng looked at Mo Jinghe with a sad look.

A group of students next to him who had been pressed by Xiang Yufeng saw Xiang Yufeng getting closer and closer to Molehe and said, "You have money for your family. If you throw you abroad and stay for a few years, I think it shouldn't be difficult to speak fluent English and French, right?"

Xiang Yufeng said "Oh", then touched it, and said in a contemplative manner: "Sister, when did Sicily become the territory of France? Did you change your surname to Italian? Have you heard of it?"

Mo Jinghe was amused by Xiang Yufeng's words and appearance. When she saw the pair of hot eyes staring at her face, two red clouds couldn't help but rise on her face.

"Like the waves of the God of Luo River, I love the colorful colors of ice flowers. The jade girl in this fairy palace forgets the origin of her previous life. She is in harmony with jade, inherits the clear dew and is in the first sweetness; her roots are free from rotten soil, and she sits alone in the snow sea. The sun is bright and cold, and the light is filled with feather clothes and plain sleeves; she is chaste, and she does not let bees linger around butterflies. The moonlight is dark and bright, and the fragrance is overflowing, and the osmanthus comes frequently. The wind and rain are all happy, and they always forget about it day and night. The melting ice is a spring, and the dryness is irritating and quiet in the empty light; the clouds are a partner, and the clear and empty are born in the Lingtai! When I saw my sister smile today, I realized that the ancients did not deceive me!"

"Okay!" A voice that looked old but full of energy came over.

Xiang Yufeng turned his head and looked at the owner of the voice, his eyes lit up and said in a deep voice: "What a wonderful old man!"

The three-foot white beard slowly floated, and the silk white Tang suit made the old man look more like "learning five cars and knowledgeable".

"I really didn't expect that I could hear the word "Snow Lotus Fu" written by Tianshan Keshu here. It seems that this doll has a great metaphor for you!" The old man looked at Mo Jinghe and smiled as he stroked his beard.

"Teacher Qin!" Mo Jinghe did not expect to meet her Chinese studies teacher here, Master Qin Siye, who is well-known in the Chinese education industry.

"Doll?" Although Xiang Yufeng had a good impression of the old man, he was a little unhappy as he called him a baby in front of his future wife, and said, "I, Xiang Yufeng, isn't a baby!"

"This is Qin Siye, Master Qin!" Mo Jinghe couldn't help but say with a look of joy on her face.

"Sister!" Xiang Yufeng looked aggrieved and hugged Mo Jinghe's arm and said, "Sister, you actually scolded me, my sister's future husband for an old man?"

"You" Mo Jinghe never thought that Xiang Yufeng would dare to be so bold, and for a moment she was at a loss.

Xiang Yufeng hugged Mo Jinghe's arm tightly and let her shake it, he just didn't let go.

"hehe."

"Old man, why are you laughing at?"

"Don't be rude to Teacher Qin!"

Xiang Yufeng smiled and pressed against Mo Jinghe's body, saying, "I'm listening to my sister. If I don't let me do anything, I won't do anything! Sister, look at me, be good, just want me!"

"You and I" Mo Jinghe was almost speechless. She had never seen someone as begging for such a silly as Xiang Yufeng, with a thicker face than the city wall, but she still couldn't feel much anger at this young man.

"Old Master Qin, right? Master Qin? Qin Siye?" Xiang Yufeng suddenly felt that the name was familiar, and his eyes turned drippingly. Suddenly he pointed at Qin Siye and said, "You can't be the old bastard who stole a jar of Shaoxing Huang from my grandfather."

Qin Siye was stunned, then narrowed his eyes. When he looked at Xiang Yufeng, his eyes were no longer the kindness he had just turned to admire, but became loving.

"Don't disrespect Teacher Qin." Mo Jinghe was frightened by Xiang Yufeng's words. She was afraid that Xiang Yufeng's "old bastard" would anger the master of Chinese studies, and hurriedly said, "Teacher Qin, he is a child, don't mind." Hearing this, Xiang Yufeng smiled and continued, "Qin Siye? I'm a little bitch, "What about 'Cai's grandeur and gathering the crystal clearness of all the fields. I don't envy the charm of thousands of charm, but I love the cleanliness of one lotus' Master of Chinese, isn't he an old bastard who steals wine." Xiang Yufeng knew that Qin Siye already knew his identity, and he wouldn't say it anyway, and it was quite beneficial for getting this sister Bingxue. His words were said in the tone of his grandfather Xiang Shan, but when he heard Mo Jinghe and other students who knew why Qin Siye changed their faces.

Mo Jinghe's face showed an anxious look. I'm afraid she didn't even have time to think about why she looked like this at this moment.

Qin Siye smiled and nodded. He and Xiangshan were old acquaintances. He knew that Xiangshan was a military gangster, so he naturally could not tell the origin of the "Siye" brought by his name. It was rare that Xiangshan's descendants were so talented. Qin Siye looked at Xiang Yufeng with more kindness.

Xiang Yufeng felt the slight trembling on Mo Jinghe's body. He walked through Mo Jinghe's slender back and hugged her willow waist. With the force of his arm, Mo Jinghe fell into his arms and said while touching, "Sister, don't be afraid, I have me, I will protect you."

"I" Mo Jinghe struggled hard, but she couldn't break free from Xiang Yufeng's arm. She deliberately made her face look very cold and looked at Xiang Yufeng and said, "If you don't let go, I will ignore you in the future." Although these words were a little cold, they were more of a coquettish smell between lovers.
Chapter completed!