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There is no class and respect for the teacher: have you been entangled?

Ding Junhui took her out, and they were going back soon, so they planned to take a good look at this small mountain village.

Yuan also took the camera back and forth, mainly shooting Ding Junhui.

"I thought you wouldn't have time to see me before leaving." Yuan Ye said with his lips curled.

Ding Junhui laughed softly and admitted that he was busy with modeling recently.

"What do you think of Ye Cong?" After laughing, he still stepped into the topic he wanted to talk about today.

Yuan also took the camera and looked back at the scenery, "I don't know."

Yuan Ye is only twenty-five years old. If he had not studied for a postgraduate degree, he might have made his mark in the press now.

"Where are you?" Yuan Ye suddenly turned back and looked at Ding Junhui, "What do you want for fame and dedication?"

Ding Junhui laughed softly, "Do you think the teacher industry is famous or dedicated?"

Yuan Ye: “…”

She seemed to have asked a question she shouldn't have asked.

"If you say these three words Ding Junhui, who knows who this is?" Ding Junhui asked a question again.

"A rich second generation who doesn't teach well will go back to inherit billions of property." Yuan Ye said what he had heard before.

Ding Junhui's smile became more and more obvious, which was also a label for him.

"That's right, then you may have another title in the future. If you don't do charity well, you may go home to inherit your husband's billions of property." Ding Junhui raised his eyebrows and said.

husband?

husband!

The two words directly hit Yuan Ye's heart.

This heart-shaped critical hit is a bit intense.

"What are you talking about, who is your wife?" Yuan Ye turned around, lowered his eyes, blushed, and finished it in one go.

Ding Junhui smiled and looked at the girl in front of him, reached out and flew over her neck and pulled the person into his arms, "Why, are you planning to be irresponsible when you sleep?"

Yuan Ye: “…”

"Hey, I'm a role model." Yuan Ye's face turned redder.

Had it been half a month ago?

Ding Junhui buried her neck and smiled softly, "It is also what teachers should do to point out the future path for their students. This is called teaching without distinction."

Yuan also held back his laughter. Ding Junhui was really teaching her nothing and taught her everything.

Ding Junhui hugged him for a while and then let him go, after all, he was still in the village.

"Actually, you have already had an answer in your heart. What you want is just an affirmation from others." Ding Junhui looked at Yuan Ye with his eyes down, "I am proud of your choice."

Yuan Ye looked up, and the light emitted from his recognition in his eyes was that even the whole world felt that she was crazy, and having someone understand her was her full motivation.

"Shuai Ding, have you ever been troubled before doing things?" Yuan Ye suddenly asked.

Have you ever been struggling?

Troubled!

For example, what happened to Wen Shan at the beginning.

For example, Yuan Ye now.

Apart from emotional matters, there seems to be nothing to worry about.

After Yuan Ye asked this question, he found Ding Junhui's slightly changed face. She instantly thought about why.

Is she sick and looking for abuse by herself?

Why ask this question?

Ding Junhui reached out and held Yuan Ye's hand, "Are you jealous?"

Yuan Ye: “…”

She is not okay!

"Don't worry, even if there is anything, it's just a single love without result." Ding Junhui reached out to take the camera in her hand and then helped her take a photo.

As for Wen Shan, it is a transition point in his first love. He likes it, but he is not as good as he loves it. What he loves is just the girl in front of him who has never had much confidence.
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