Dummy with black belly: happy little friend

chapter 15: He is my husband 5

"Huh? What do you admit?" Peach scratched his head, wondering why he suddenly uttered such a sentence.

Hu Yucheng is a sudden it seems like the fish back into the water, all of a sudden to the spirit, peaches quickly pulled the arm, smiling and said: "Su Tao students, you look so cute, it is better to be my girlfriend, right?"

May not Not to mention, Hu Yucheng has demonstrated his unparalleled pick-up talent from such a young age.

"Ah?" Tao Zi froze and turned to look at Shen Mochen, but found no expression on his face.

"I promise that I will be good to you, and what is delicious and fun, I will definitely give it to you first. If you agree, I will give you half of my pocket money in the future!" Hu Yu assured us in good faith that our peach classmates Road.

"What does a girlfriend do?" In the concept of peach, the word girlfriend has never appeared. She only knows that his wife is equal to his daughter-in-law and his daughter-in-law is equal to peach.

"Well ... it's a woman's good friend, rest assured, I will definitely be responsible for you, and you will become my wife in the future." Hu Yucheng patted his chest. In fact, he was still vague about these concepts, and It's not very clear, but children watch too much TV, and they will inevitably like to imitate the world of adults.

"Don't." Peach rebuffed very simply, and a pair of fleshy hands clenched Shen Mochen's arm. "He is my husband, and no one else is."

Well, although there is no reason why, but Shen Mochen thinks This sentence sounds cool.

"Ah ... don't refuse me so quickly, you can test me. Isn't there a trial period on TV?" Hu Yucheng followed the two with an unwilling look, holding him bound to dismantle him. The determination of the two, all the way to the cannon fodder to graduate from elementary school, of course this is the last word.

Elementary school students have always advocated the comprehensive development of moral, intellectual, aesthetic, and labor.

Therefore, a variety of interest classes are also held in the school, and each student is required to apply for at least one interest class.

Taozi took the list of interest groups sent by the school and studied them one by one, but after studying for a long time, he found that the words on the list knew himself, but he didn't know them.

So taking advantage of class time, he ran up the second floor and went to Shen Mochen.

"Why?" Shen Mochen came to the classroom door very calmly with Hu Yucheng's grief gaze.

"Husband, I don't know many of the words on it. The class teacher said that he had to fill out the form before school and hand it in." Tao Zi handed him the form in a pitiful expression.

Don't look at Shen Mochen who just entered the second grade of primary school. Thanks to his dad being a university professor, as early as kindergarten, his literacy level has reached the level of sixth grade of primary school.

Of course, Tao Zi's interest was to see her husband, so at that time, he didn't listen to his father to teach them how to read and write.

"What do you like to do?" Shen Mochen did not reach out to pick up the watch, but glanced at the peach and asked casually.

"Hmm ... I don't seem to like anything." Taozi tilted her head and looked at the blue sky outside the corridor. "But the teacher said that the interest class must be, right, what interest class do you take?"

"Me?" Shen Mochen picked. He raised his eyebrows and replied gently: "Art class."