"This can't be possible, right? I'm pretty sure that all the students wrote it during that time."
"Why don't you count it again?"
"Okay."
Mo Boyuan was looking at the women in his arms, began to count page by page carefully. She didn't even notice that a few strands of hair behind her ear had fallen off.
He gently reached out his hand and helped his wife to pull the hair back behind the ear.
As he found it very amusing, he immediately put the hair back in its original position and repeated the actions.
Until the woman looked over," Mo Boyuan, what are you doing?"
Wasn't he childish?
Even Ningning didn't play with her hair anymore.
"Hurry up and count yours." As he said, he nodded and straightened her back.
He wasn't not playing with it anymore after she said that.
Jiang Tingxu was sweating profusely. Why didn't she realize this guy had such a fetish before?
