MTL - Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife-Chapter 1915 Don't think, never forget (21)

Su Yan's hands stretched forward instinctively. He just wanted to help others out of love.

But he was a little hesitant just now, otherwise he would not forget the distance.

"Teacher, teacher."

The girl froze and lost her balance. She tried hard to stabilize. A group of students around her hurried forward and worked together to help her stabilize.

The girl stood upright, lowered her head, and mischievously tongued out the children around her. "It's a shame, the teacher almost fell."

Not only in front of a group of children, but also a group of onlookers of parents, which should have been embarrassing, but there was no embarrassment in her tone.

Such a state of mind ... Su Yan was a little surprised, and could not help but look back.

The girl lowered her head, and the waist-long hair poured out, covering her cheeks. He only saw one word ... quiet.

It was so close to what he had longed for ... comfortably and peacefully.

"The teacher is so beautiful."

"The teacher is like a fairy."

The little boys, a group of little guys who came forward to comfort them, were warm men who acted as teachers, and praised the teachers.

The girl teacher stretched out her hands and gently touched the heads of the two little guys. "Why is your little mouth so sweet?"

Why does her voice sound a little ... familiar?

Su Yan suddenly felt that the roller-skating teacher's voice was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she heard it.

He frowned, and Su Xiaoqiao beside him suddenly reached out and pulled his hand and asked, "Well, do you also think that sister is so beautiful?"

Su Yan's thoughts were interrupted. He retracted his gaze and looked down at Su Xiaoqiao with a smile, "No Xiaoqiao is beautiful."

Be praised, every girl likes it, regardless of age, Su Xiaoqiao children's shoes are no exception.

She smiled happily. "It's so nice to squint."

Su Yan smiled slightly, then he turned again and looked in that direction. A group of children were still there, but the trace of the roller-skating teacher had disappeared.

He pursed his lips and looked away.

The roller rink was off at 9:30. They only played for 50 minutes, took off their skating equipment, and Su Yan packed the equipment in his hand.

Then she led Su Xiaoqiao to the exit, looked at her as she walked and asked, "Is Xiaoqiao happy?"

Su Xiaoqiao nodded, "Happy."

After returning Su Yan, she turned her head and looked at the already empty skating rink.

Su Yan put her small expression into her eyes, and bent over and asked her, "Like roller skating?"

"Like, will you come next time?" Su Xiaoqiao looked up at Su Yan with a flattering look.

Su Yan nodded and promised, "Okay, be your teacher."

Su Xiaoqiao was so happy that he reached out and hugged Su Yan's thigh, "Okay."

"Then we go home and sleep now, okay?" Su Yan stooped and hugged Su Xiaoqiao.

Striding out of the roller rink.

Too little clothes, Su Xiaoqiao's little hands are cold and cold, and the tip of his nose is also red.

Su Yan put her little hand in his arms, covered her, and walked towards the elevator.

"goodbye teacher."

"Goodbye."

There were sounds of farewell from the children and the teacher behind him, and the voice of the female roller skate teacher still gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

But not so strongly.