Li Xiaomei stared at Meng Li with a bright look. She held a chopstick in her mouth, revealing her little tiger teeth, which was quite cute.

Meng Li nodded thoughtfully:

"Smile more in the future."

The client wanted to laugh, but he had to laugh out loud. All kinds of pressure, urging, and thoughts were pressing like stones, pressing on her heart.

After dinner, the two went to the playground to watch the boy play basketball.

It is already crowded with girls, and it is so pure in middle school. Boys who play well will be eye-catching.

Li Xiaomei quietly told Meng Li which boy looks good, which class he belongs to, how good his grades are, etc.

Meng Li listened silently, looking at Li Xiaomei's situation, she was a secret lover.

The boys also had a few deliberate actions, which made Meng Li very fun to watch.

Meng Li was watching with relish, and Li Xiaomei's voice chattering beside Meng Li's ear suddenly stopped.

He also pushed Meng Li for a while.

Meng Li turned his head suspiciously and looked at Qi Ling standing behind with a cold face.

Meng Li felt that the client's aunt was also quite terrible. She was monitoring her anytime and anywhere, and there was someone in the school to monitor her, and the family could not get a chance to breathe.

It is normal for the client to be so tired.

"Teacher Qi." Meng Li shouted.

Qi Ling said coldly:

"Follow me."

After saying that, she turned around and planned to lead the way.

Li Xiaomei looked at Meng Li sympathetically, not knowing what the relationship between this English teacher and Qi Leyi was, but she always kept holding on to her.

Hey!

Both of them had a coincidence surname Qiye.

Meng Li thought about it and it was hard to say anything to Qi Ling here because there were too many people. At least he should find a place with fewer people.

She waved at Li Xiaomei in a small way, made a gesture of worship, and followed Qi Ling.

After walking for a while, I felt that there were fewer people, and Meng Li didn't plan to follow Qi Ling to her office.

I just stopped walking halfway.

Qi Ling walked a few steps and felt that the person behind her didn't follow her. She stopped and said to Meng Li:

"Why don't you leave?"

Meng Li said:

"Teacher Qi, I don't want to leave."

Qi Ling frowned and pushed her glasses. She was wearing a pair of black-framed glasses and leaning them against the bridge of her nose, looking a little old-fashioned.

"Do you kid like to sing opposite tunes with adults now?" she asked Meng Li.

Meng Li said:

"Teacher Qi, have you ever said that in order to avoid being gossiped at school, I asked me to call you Teacher Qi and not call you aunt?"

Qi Ling nodded and said:

"Yes, so that they won't say I'm biased to you."

Meng Li: "...Are you not doing anything biased enough and not obvious enough?"

"The classmates in the class are fools, so they can't see your special care for me."

Qi Ling stared at Meng Li:

"So what, I'm not all for your own good? The subject of English is very important and you can't fall for it."

Meng Li said:

"Call you call me teacher, can you just be my teacher and put aside the relationship between our aunt and nephew?"

Qi Ling finally understood what she was thinking about saying around, and she said:

"You mean, let me ignore you, right?"

Meng Li: "You have seen that teacher who doesn't let students rest after class. Why do you have to rest after class? Isn't it just a combination of work and rest?"

Qi Ling said:

"Your grades have dropped so much now. You still have to tell me about the combination of work and rest. If you work harder, can't you make a move?"

"When you get into high school, you can play whatever you want in two months."

"Student, don't forget that the high school entrance examination is coming. As your teacher and your dear aunt, I feel double disappointment."

Meng Li:...

The client's aunt is actually quite eloquent.

She said:

"Then I don't care. Other students have time to rest. I have to rest. I won't miss the things I learn."

"But can you give me some personal space? I feel like I'm living under your monitoring."

Qi Ling's face was a little bad, because her niece had no such thing as this. Suddenly, this one really made her not know what to say.

After all, she is just an aunt, so it’s not good to say a lot.

She said:

"You go and tell your father about these things. I just listen to your father. You took care of you when you were in school."

"If you don't care about you, your parents should blame me, and your grandparents will blame me."

Meng Li was getting closer to Qi Ling, and she said coquettishly:

"Aunt, don't be so serious."

Qi Ling glanced at Meng Li and said with a stern face:

"What are you going to see? What are the good guys looking at?"

Meng Li said:

"Didn't my aunt watch boys play basketball when she was studying?"

Qi Ling choked and was speechless.

But he said forcefully:

"But my grades have not declined."

Meng Li said:

"As long as you don't bother me so much, I won't fall. In fact, what's the matter with the decline? Everyone has a different IQ. If I have a low IQ, it's useless for you to force me."

Qi Ling gave Meng Li a blank look:

"Don't go back to study with me."

Meng Li looked pitiful:

"Aunt, do you have to be so cruel?"

"Deprive me of my lunch break."

Qi Ling: "I will accompany you and just make up for your English. I sacrificed my lunch time. Isn't it fair enough?"

Meng Li:...

It's so crazy!

"Let's go." Qi Ling stretched out his hand and pulled Meng Li's arm, wanting to pull it to the office.

Meng Li resisted:

"I won't go."

"Let's go." Qi Ling pulled Meng Li hard again.

Meng Li:

"Ah, I won't go."

Qi Ling was a little angry, she said:

"You will not be able to do well in English this time, and your dad won't hit you."

Meng Li was so helpless and looked at Qi Ling helplessly.

Qi Ling also looked at Meng Li helplessly, and was a little disappointed.

"Can the fight solve the problem?" Meng Li muttered.
To be continued...