Banned from marriage for 100 days, hateful imperial dictatorship

  Two people came into the training room, where many expectant mothers were already listening to the lesson.

  Xiao Xiao found a corner spot to sit down, and Feng Chen Mo stood on one side.

  He was the only one standing in the entire classroom, and being tall made him even more conspicuous.

  Xiao Xiao didn't want to intervene at first, but seeing the teacher's gaze frequently looking over here, his scalp felt a bit numb and his face was burning red.

  Lala pulled his pants: "Can't you sit down?"

  Fengchen Mo glanced at her once, then looked again at the cushion on the ground, furrowed his brow, and turned away.

  There were not a few expectant mothers in the classroom, and many of them had their husbands by their side. The teacher's gaze kept flying around, and everyone was aware of it. They all turned back, and when they suddenly saw Feng Chen Mo, they were somewhat surprised. It was as if a phoenix had suddenly appeared in a pigsty - rare and unusual. Everyone wanted to take a closer look, and the murmurs slowly spread. The teacher finally couldn't bear it anymore.

  "Excuse me, sir, could you please sit down first?"

  Gazing out of the window with a faint and distant look, it was as if that person's call wasn't for him at all. He raised his chin, making it clear that he wouldn't sit down, what could I do about it?

  The teacher couldn't persuade him, so he turned to Xiaoxiao: "Miss, can you ask your husband to sit down? This is affecting the class order."

  He is not my husband.

  Weak and feeble murmurs...

  Dozens of eyes stared at them, Xiao Xiao buried his head as low as possible and desperately pulled him: "You're not embarrassed, I'm even more embarrassed, sit down for me!"

  "Dirty."

  Finally, the wind and dust slowly spit out a word.

  Little by little, deeply and quietly, with great patience, took a deep breath.

  She started to look for a clean towel, wiping left and right, then bent down and used her sleeve to wipe the cushion again. After finishing everything, she didn't even lift her head, pushed the cushion and said: "Sir, please sit down."

  The old man was satisfied, and with a fart, he sat down, his long legs tucked together, looking somewhat comical, but with a contented expression on his face.

  The smile at the corner of his lips can't be wiped away no matter what.

  He glanced at Xiaoxiao with his spare vision and saw that her small face was puffed up like a bun, which made him feel even more delighted.

  The teacher looked around the classroom and saw that it had quieted down before saying: "Now, husbands hold onto your wives and gently lay their bodies flat."

  Fengchenmo Xiang had been waiting for this sentence all along. Upon hearing it, he instantly turned around, stretched out both hands and supported Xiaoxiao.

  Xiao Xiao was about to lie down by herself, but her two paws had already grasped onto herself. She shook them off: "Let go."

  "Don't let go."

  The elegant smile of Feng Chen Mo held her hand in his, rendering her completely powerless and unable to resist his manipulation.