Remember in a second【】
"My God, it's finally finished, I'm going to die."
Li Haoming gritted his teeth and painstakingly copied it three hundred times, wishing he could throw the pen away and vent the depression he had been holding back all day.
"Boss, do you really have to copy it six hundred times? If you copy it any more, your arm will be useless."
After handing in the penalty paper, he left in a hurry without the embarrassment, and came to Su Qingluo awkwardly.
"Um."
Su Qingluo nodded slightly, and put a newly copied piece of rice paper on the corner of the desk.
There are already four stacks of rice paper stacked on the desk, each stack of one hundred sheets.
"Boss, I'm too hungry anyway, so I might as well stay here with you."
Li Haoming rubbed his tired and sore arms and sat down.
"Wow!"
The little prince's cry suddenly came from outside the classroom.
He twitched his ear tips, and looked back suddenly, and he saw the little prince crying, and ran in with teary eyes.
"Sister, sister..."
The little prince rushed into the classroom, threw himself into Su Qingluo's arms, and cried in a small voice: "Sister, I was wrong, I will never contradict my master again, sister, stop writing, stop writing."
"Xuan'er, the person you should admit to being wrong is Master, and my sister is also at fault, so she is willing to be punished."
Su Qingluo put down her pen, rubbed the little prince's head, and gently pushed him away from her front.
The little prince panicked for a moment, tightly grabbed her skirt and did not let go, crying at the top of his voice: "Sister, Xuan'er knew she was wrong, and will never bring Huya to the classroom again."
"Sister has made it very clear, you should apologize to Master and ask Master for forgiveness."
Su Qingluo made a clever effort to break free the skirt from the little prince's grasp, then lowered her head again, picked up the pen and continued to write.
"Sister, sister."
The little prince cried even louder, and the hoarse little voice made people's hearts tremble.
"Boss, Xuan'er knows he was wrong, so please forgive him."
Su Qingluo bowed his head and wrote, but did not respond.
"elder sister."
The little prince was out of breath from crying, he shook off Li Haoming's hand, and hugged Su Qingluo's arm.
Su Qingluo remained unmoved, without squinting.
"Xuan'er, listen to my sister and admit your mistake to Master, and my sister will forgive you."
Li Haoming couldn't stand it any longer, hugged the little prince from behind, forcibly dragged him away from Su Qingluo, and came to Zhang Wenlin's wife in three or two steps, following the guidance.
"Xuan'er, tell me quickly, Master, I was wrong."
"Master, I was wrong."
The little prince was crying out of breath, choked up and finished speaking, his little face flushed.
"Alright, Qingluo, take Xuan'er home."
Mrs. Zhang Wenlin's condensed eyes showed a hint of warmth, and she wiped away the tears from the little prince's cheeks in relief.
"Yes, Master."
Su Qingluo put down her pen, put the copied penalty paper on the teacher's desk, and saluted calmly~www..com~ before she took the little prince's hand and pulled him out of the classroom.
"Sister, give me a hug."
The little prince walked out of the classroom, and immediately hugged her arm, with a hoarse voice, wanting to hug her pitifully.
"Xuan'er is already six years old, she is an older child, and she can no longer be hugged by her sister."
The light in Su Qingluo's eyes flickered slightly, and the scene of the little prince hugging the tiger teeth and fiercely confronting her flashed across his mind involuntarily, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of embarrassment.
"Sister, hug, sister hug."
The little prince stretched out his little arms and kept crying.
"Boss, just hug him, if you keep crying like this, your voice will become hoarse."
Xu Ruoxuan and Li Yunxiu ran out from the shadow at the corner of the stairs and rushed up the steps in two or three steps.
Su Qing raised her eyebrows: "Why are you two still here?"
Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^