Feeling his heart melting under her gaze, Chu Xiuhuang could only softly and gently coax her, "Then, how about Daddy accompany you to the classroom? Don't worry, sweetheart, the teacher surely won't blame you."
Little Luoluo puckered her small mouth, and nodded her little head: "Okay then."
And so, Chu Xiuhuang directly took his precious daughter to her kindergarten classroom.
By this time, the afternoon mathematics class had already started for twenty minutes. The young female teacher was seriously teaching at the podium, and the originally quiet classroom suddenly started to bustle.
She looked towards the entrance and was stunned.
A tall, handsome, young man stood at the doorway. He wore a simple dark shirt and black trousers. His legs were unreasonably long, his facial features were stunningly delicate. He was smiling with his thin lips, a smile so cocky and handsome. And yet, by his side, he was leading a beautiful little cutie.
"Hello, teacher."
