MTL - Never Dare to Abuse the Female Protagonist Again-Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Lunch was originally intended to go to the common canteen for eating.

As a result, when I came out of the lab, I saw the time and distance.

Muss eyes brightened, "teacher ~" sounds happy and sweet.

"Deliberate? Is it? No one." He laughed.

"Falling ~ ~" Musuo smashed the past, holding the hand when falling, "You are waiting for me! Right?" The eyes are sparkling, and the little daughter's gesture makes the heart warm.

"..." How do you love and spoil? "I have no class in the morning after your class, cooking at home, let's go, wait for you to have dinner."

"Let's fall, you are so good..." The wooden rope hung down and smashed.

When the corner of the mouth fell slightly, "has anyone said that you are getting more and more tired?"

Musuo looked up and looked serious. "No! Absolutely not! People are not casual people!"

When I heard this sentence, I laughed and forgave her. She remembered a classic answer. "Well, you are not a casual person. Are you not a casual person?"

I don’t know when it’s time, Musuo really only has one side in front of her. If someone who knows the wooden rope in the previous high school or junior high school, the wooden rope will one day bring peach blossoms, the little woman’s spoiled, that person must think Splashing your face with ice, and adding a sentence, haven't you woken up yet?

In the face of time and fall, these moves have no ingredients.

In the past few years, the most studied in the woods was the time. Recall the bits and pieces of the two people together during that time.

There may be no more people who know better than Miso, and during that time, they have been working hard to cultivate themselves into an optimistic sunshine girl.

I haven't seen it for so long, and the time has not changed.

"Let's fall, you have been cooking yourself?" Musuo glanced at the four dishes and one soup on the table and asked back.

"When I was a teacher, I was relatively free, so I cooked myself." When I handed a bowl to Musuo.

Most importantly, time and time have always been interested in the technology here. Cooking food is especially interesting. The time in real life is not to cook.

Because I have always been eating at home, so the table I bought is not big, two people are sitting, and the taste of the food, the feeling of a family is blooming in the hearts of two people.

After the meal, the wooden ropes were lightly transferred to the kitchen, watching the time when the lace apron was being washed.

"Go out and play, I will wash it in a while." Said the time.

"Teacher, do you have eyes behind you?" The wooden rope hung up and fell, and the thin waist that hung around.

When I smiled, "You have a special scent on your body. How can you escape my nose! Hey, go out, Musuo, the teacher is washing the dishes, don't make trouble."

When I was talking, I couldn’t see the expression of Musuo. I didn’t know that when I was talking, Musuo’s face was lying on the back of the time, and when I was listening, the heart beat. Only when he heard the special scent, Musuo opened his eyes, but quickly closed again.

"Musuo classmate? Are you asleep?" When he saw the wooden rope, he did not move, and said with a smile.

"Well, yes, I fell asleep. Don't bother me to sleep." The playful voice of Musuo came to his ear.

"Well, don't bother you to rest, but Musuo classmates, you fell asleep on my back, how can I do not disturb you to rest?" After the time, I also moved two times.

"Teacher, you are too naughty!" The wooden rope hung tightly.

"The serious wooden student, the naughty teacher washed the bowl, do we want to go out?"

Musuo reluctantly let go.

"Landfall ~" Musuo's big eyes looked straight and down. "Can you take a nap at noon today? It is troublesome to go back now, and you have to trouble the teacher to go with me."

When I smiled, "Honestly, has been premeditated for a long time?"

The ropes in the eyes of the cable flashed strangely, and the time actually knows? No, Musuo saw the smile in the eyes of the time, and the wooden cable immediately came to joke when he reacted.

"That is, I want to go to the room for a long time! Like me, I can not consider considering receiving a bowl of all-round beauty that can sell a warm bed." Musuo said when he hugged.

"The bowl at home is too small..." said quietly.

"You dislike me fat..." Musuo looked at it with regret.

When I looked at the exquisite clavicle of the wooden rope, plus the waist that did not hold a grip. "Well, the bed at home is big enough..." The meaning is that the bowl can't be taken, so it's on the bed.

When I said this, it was very pure and there was no other idea.

The wooden face was suddenly red. Musuo himself couldn’t tell why, inexplicably, when he heard the sentence, he felt that all the heat in his body suddenly poured into his face. The line of sight suddenly did not know where to put it.

When you fall down, you will see the red-skinned wood rope, and the white and tender skin will become pink and tender.

When I fell into this, I realized the meaning of my sentence. "Simple little boy!" suddenly remembered that there is still a plot, although the story is now too late to know where it is, but it is time to fall. Still a little worried, although there have been no ones in the woods for so many years, but whether it is the shy, timid little girl, or this cute and tender girl, it is pity from the heart, if you send it to the heart It is unacceptable to abuse the body.

Now Musuo knows nothing about love. It is like this. If you encounter a veteran of love, you don’t score a minute. If you think about it, you will feel that you have all the education of Musuo.

"Are you still the same?" Musuo retorted. The light in the eyes is dark and unclear, but the time is not seen.

The time has not talked about love, the reason is simple, her life circle is the same as this life, simple and horrible, coupled with slow feelings, so in the experience class of love is blank, but it does not matter, as a network The writer, and the Internet writer who is the main affair, is the most indispensable for theoretical knowledge. In this way, I really think that I am a theoretical professor, but it is like a laboratory killer!

How can you tell the truth when you are down? If you tell the truth, how to educate Musuo in the future.

When I touched the head of Musuo, "You are too small to look at me! Is it your teacher?"

Musuo slightly covered the madness in her own eyes. She remembered when she taught a little girl, when the girl said it, she followed a boy.

If the time knows the psychological activities of Musuo, she will certainly shout, at that time, the owner of this body is not himself!

It’s a pity that I don’t know when I’m still smiling. “Love is like this. All of life is not love. No matter what you encounter, you must learn to jump out. In the matter of your life experience, it is only very small. Part of it, understand?"

When the ropes hugged, they slammed and nodded. "I understand." The voice is as sweet as ever.

But there was a red light in his eyes.

"Oh..." The time touched the head of the wooden rope.

When I fell in my heart, I added, "Be sure to be a mother, you will never give you to the scum man. The first standard of the son-in-law must be a loyal dog!"