"Of course it's for you!" Yang Ning giggled.
"That's great." Qin Fangyi's eyes lit up. She liked this sketch very much.
Immediately, Qin Fangyi could not help but hug Yang Ning's little head and pinch his tender face a few times.
"This is unexpected!" Yang Ning pouted. She wasn't ready yet.
"Teacher!" Suddenly, Yang Ning's gem-like eyes glared at Qin Fangyi.
"What's wrong?" Qin Fangyi was stunned.
"This shouldn't be considered a reward!" Yang Ning asked in a childish voice.
"The reward I want is to kill by touching your head!”
"Teacher, I want to kill him by touching his head." Yang Ning stuck out her tongue and made a face.
"Bah! You little brat!"
"Who taught you that! What kind of weird thoughts are in your little head!”Qin Fangyi blushed and glared at Yang Ning.
"I don't need anyone to teach me, I'm self-taught!”Yang Ning tilted her head.
"By the way, little wimp, do you have another line to this poem? I feel like there's more than that!" Qin Fangyi seemed to have thought of something and asked.
"Teacher, do you want to know?" Yang Ning hooked her pinky.
"Of course I want to know!" Qin Fangyi nodded.
"Hey! If you hug me again, I'll tell you!”Yang Ning blinked.
"Bah!" Qin Fangyi did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Yang Ning was only a five-year-old kid, but she had already learned how to trick others.
"Of course, it's not a casual hug. It's a hug of love!”Yang Ning added.
"Uh…" Qin Fangyi was speechless. How could a five-year-old child think so far ahead?
"Teacher, if you want to see the complete version, you should be able to see it in the magazine!”Yang Ning pondered for a moment before speaking.
"Magazine?" "You mean you want to submit it to a magazine?" Qin Fangyi was a little surprised.”
Qin Fangyi couldn't believe it. What was in Yang Ning's little head?
He was simply a little mischievous!
A five-year-old child actually knew how to submit a magazine. If he wasn't a prodigy, it would be unbelievable.
"Of course, I want to be a poetic person when I grow up!”
"Unless the teacher gives me a loving hug, you'll have to read the rest of this in the magazine!”Yang Ning tilted her head and said matter-of-factly.
"You're so young, do you know what a magazine agency is?”Qin Fangyi did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Of course I know!"
"The magazine agency is the place to submit articles!”Yang Ning nodded and tilted her head to look at Qin Fangyi.""By the way, Teacher, how's my painting? Can you get first place in the class?"
"This..." Qin Fangyi was starting to regret her decision to bet with Yang Ning.
Now, Xiao Yangning could definitely win the first place in the class with a sketch like this!
And she was about to lose her first time.
That's right, it was the first hug of love!
Although Yang Ning was only five years old, in Qin Fangyi's eyes, she no longer had the temperament of a five-year-old. This little fellow had matured early. Moreover, she had already planned it all out for the sake of a loving hug.
He was confident that his drawing would be the best in the class.
"Teacher!" Yang Ning called out in a childish voice.
"Ah!" Qin Fangyi came back to her senses, her face slightly red.
"Don't forget what you promised me before! As long as you get first place in the class, you will give me a reward. I want a hug!”Yang Ning opened her small hands." Teacher, I want a hug!"”
"You little brat!" Qin Fangyi hated herself for being tricked by Yang Ning.
"I won't hug a little brat like you!”Qin Fangyi crossed her arms and glared at Yang Ning.
"It's fine if you don't hug me. I want a kiss!" Yang Ning said with a sly smile.
"Sigh! Forget it! Isn't it just a hug of love? You're just a five-year-old brat!”Qin Fangyi gritted her teeth and took a deep breath. She squatted down and gently picked Yang Ning up.
Hehe!
Soon, Yang Ning blinked her eyes and was overjoyed.
"It doesn't count!" Yang Ning pouted, her tender face filled with dissatisfaction.
"Here! Teacher, you should hold on tighter!" Yang Ning raised her chubby little hand and said with a smile.
"Bah! You're a little mischievous!" Qin Fangyi glared at Yang Ning fiercely. She took a deep breath and gently knocked on Yang Ning's head under the gaze of all the children.
This knock was like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water, flashing past in a flash!
However, Qin Fangyi's face was burning hot.
She really had to give in to this little brat, Yang Ning.
"I haven't hugged enough yet. It's too fast!”Yang Ning pouted and cursed in her heart.
"Alright, all the children, hand the drawing paper to the teacher. You can play after class!”Qin Fangyi turned around and returned to the podium.
"Oh, we can play now."
"I want to play Ultraman and fight monsters!"
"I want to play on the small slide."
"I want to play the castle."
Soon, the children picked up the drawing papers on their desks and handed them to Qin Fangyi. Then, they skipped out of the classroom happily.
Shua!
Suddenly, a chubby little boy beside Yang Ning snatched the drawing paper from his desk and walked toward Qin Fangyi.
"Teacher, this is my painting."
The chubby child raised the sketch in his hand high.
"Jiang Xiaolong, how could you snatch Yang Ning's painting?”
"This is not right."
Qin Fangyi frowned and advised him.
"Give it back to me."
Suddenly, a tender voice came from behind the chubby child. Yang Ning walked forward step by step with a calm expression.
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