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The students present were very surprised, although Song Ting Shen is now well maintained, looks mature and stable, and has no greasy feeling on his body. It is also very good to stand with Xia Xia, but no one will believe that in the student era. The cold and self-made schoolmaster will like this one.

It's not that summer is not good, but that she is too young and too beautiful, and often makes people ignore other flash points on her body.

Most of the world are shallow, especially in such a combination of husband and wife, everyone will subconsciously feel that Song Tingshen was originally an appearance association...

Even if Xia Xia is a wife of Song Tingshen, their children are already four years old, but the people present can't treat her as their peers. It's too small. It's all a short trip. If you are younger in the summer, It's not too exaggerating to call the uncle and aunt.

Of course, these two people are legal couples after all. Some of the ridiculous words should be stopped. Just when everyone talks about the friendship of the former classmates, Mr. Wang came.

Xia Xia looked at the 60-year-old man.

He was wearing a black trousers and a white short-sleeved shirt. His hair was a bit white, but his back was very straight. Although the years left a trace on him, he could also see that he was definitely a male **** when he was young.

Several classmates surrounded him and let him sit down. Teacher Wang's memory was not bad. I remember that every classmate was particularly surprised when he saw Song Tingshen. "How come you?"

The tone is very close and very familiar. I think the teachers and students must have maintained close contact over the years.

Song Ting took Wang Biao and took him to Wang in front of him. "I came back to build a tombstone for my parents. I was also planning to visit the teacher. I didn't expect the students to be more careful than me. Give the teacher a birthday party." He paused. "Teacher, this is my wife, Xia Xia. This is my son Song Shuyan. His name is still your help."

Xia Xia quickly rushed to Mr. Wang for a long while, very politely said: "Teacher, hello."

She is very admired for such a man.

As a man, he can spend decades holding a promise, which is great.

As a teacher, he can spend so much thought on students and it is hard to get.

The most important thing is that as a member of the society, he always pity the suffering people and do everything to help them. This makes Xia Xia feel that there are many good people in the world.

Teacher Wang looked at Xia Xia and his eyes were full of appreciation for the next generation. "Hello, hello."

He hugged Wang Chai, and said with a look of affection: "I only saw it in the photos before. I didn't expect it to be so big in a blink of an eye. The nickname is called Wang Zi. Right? I think this child is a blessing. Very prosperous."

Wang Tsai itself is a bit self-satisfied. When he is holding Mr. Wang's shoulder, he does not need Song Ting's deep teaching. He shouted in his voice: "Grandpa is good."

Teacher Wang was blinded by his eyes and let Wang Zi sit on his lap. "Is it four years old? Is it already in kindergarten?"

Wang Tsai nodded. "Yes, go to kindergarten every day."

"Then do you like to go?"

Wang Zi looked at his father and looked at his mother. He replied honestly: "Sometimes like it, sometimes I don't like it, but I don't like it more."

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