Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 50

She chuckled, so lazy and seductive, she was able to handle it with ease, and whispered: "You are testing me."

The two of them, one up and one down.

The movement of Mo Qing's leaning body brought the distance to Jiang Ke extremely close.

Jiang Ke raised his eyes, and his eyes stopped on her face. Her skin was white, her lips were red, her brows and eyes were full of laziness, and there seemed to be something hidden in her black eyes, which was mysterious and entwined with him like innumerable threads.

After that, Jiang Ke glanced over her long neck and collarbone, over her slender waist and long legs, and landed on her feet all the way.

Her toes lightly tapped his knees, but it felt like a heavy weight.

Jiang Ke admitted frankly: "Yes."

Mo Qing was very interested: "Is there a conclusion?"

"No."

Jiang Ke still didn't believe Mo Qing's statement.

"Oh."

Mo Qing leaned back slightly, retracted his feet, and got off the desk.

She turned sideways, put her index finger against the square head of the dancing little machine, and said slowly, "I don't mind."

"What do you want, I'm going to be angry."

"Bad guy. Bad guy."

"You are beautiful, how can you be a bad person."

The little machine struggled, screaming non-stop.

Mo Qing found it very interesting, let go of his fingers, and asked Jiang Ke: "Can I take it apart?"

Jiang Ke didn't answer directly, but just asked: "I said no, will you not dismantle it?"

"I'll take it apart in the middle of the night."

Mo Qing answered very frankly, without any guilt.

"Then you don't need to ask for my opinion." Jiang Ke lazily replied, straightened his collar with one hand, and got up from the chair.

Mo Qing smiled suddenly: "Can't sit still?"

Jiang Ke lowered his eyes, looked at her, and said with deep meaning after a while: "Study hard, don't think about other things."

Mo Qing looked away boredly, and fiddled with the small machine with her fingers. The small machine was screaming in her hand. She didn't look up, and said calmly, "Get back."

"Seldom watch costume dramas."

Jiang Ke held back his emotions, left a word coldly, and left.

Mo Qing noticed the mobile phone on the table and reminded him: "Mobile phone."

"No privacy."

Pausing at the door, Jiang Ke pulled the door open and walked out.

The door was closed again.

After letting go of the small device, Mo Qing picked up the phone, and the screen lit up, but there was no lock screen, and she clicked into the desktop, it was clean, and there was only one control software.

She studied it with great interest.

*
Mo Qing stayed in the study until two o'clock in the morning, and came out to have dinner in the middle.

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, Mrs. Chen saw that the lights in the study room were still on, she felt sorry for Mo Qing, who was studying hard, and specially made some supper for Mo Qing to send over, but Mrs. Chen, who came out after delivering the supper, had an indescribable expression.

The next morning, when Jiang Ke passed by the study, he opened the door and took a look inside.

The ground is in a mess, and the machines have become parts.

Jiang Ke had a "really so" expression on his face, he didn't even want to step in, and closed the door directly.

*
First Attached Middle School.

At noon, Mo Qing had lunch in the cafeteria, and when he returned to the teaching building, he saw Song Yiyuan and Min Chang standing downstairs.

Song Yiyuan waved at her: "This way."

Mo Qing hesitated for a while, instead of turning a blind eye, he walked towards the two of them.

After approaching, she asked straightforwardly: "What are you doing?"

"I found a tutor for you." Song Yiyuan looked a little excited.

Min Chang looked lazy, and said a word: "Who is it?"

"You just come with me." Song Yiyuan said mysteriously, vowing, "I guarantee that he is one of the best in our school."

Mo Qing and Min Chang glanced at each other, and had reservations about Song Yiyuan's statement.

After walking through a fork in the road, Min Chang realized that something was wrong: "The road we're taking is not very good, right?"

Mo Qing revealed: "The front is the goblin canteen."

Song Yiyuan turned his head, took a deep breath, and suddenly possessed a playful spirit, and asked them affectionately: "You don't believe me, do you?"

After a moment of silence, Mo Qing and Min Chang exchanged glances, turned around and left.

"Hey, hey, I was wrong." Song Yiyuan quickly pressed their shoulders to stop them, "Let me tell the truth, your teacher is at the canteen right now."

Mo Qing understood: "Goblin?"

Song Yiyuan was stunned: "How do you know?"

Mo Qing was too lazy to explain to him: "No need."

There is also a chatterbox at home.

"Can I take a look at his strength first for my sake?" Song Yiyuan discussed with her.

In the past, if Song Yiyuan wanted to say this, Mo Qing would definitely not respond.However, Mo Qing saw clearly how Song Yiyuan became a teacher in the past two months.

She agreed.

Song Yiyuan immediately beamed with joy, and hurriedly led them to the canteen.

However, on the way to the commissary, you have to pass the statue of the principal.Mo Qing glanced at it, threw out a silver needle as usual, and hit the statue between the eyebrows again.

Seeing Mo Qing's movements with his own eyes, Min Chang's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly realized: "I said that the statue doesn't look quite right recently, so you are the one who moved him?"

"It's more than that." Song Yiyuan felt tired after thinking about it, "I've gotten into the habit of coming here every day just to pull out the needle for Principal Yao."

Min Chang was surprised by Song Yiyuan's behavior: "You know?"

"Of course I know."

"..."

Min Chang didn't know how to complain for a while.

You are a teacher, not only did you not stop the students from destroying the statue, but also cleaned up the mess for her, is it plausible?

Song Yiyuan didn't explain much, and led Mo Qing and Min Chang to the canteen with a heavy heart.

It's the lunch break, and there are students in the canteen, so it's very busy.

Goblin was collecting money. He was not surprised when he saw them. He pointed to the chairs by the door and said, "Sit down first, the helper I'm looking for will come later."

The three sat and waited.

After a while, Goblin sneaked out and came out with three bottles of drinks.He took a bottle each and threw it at them.

Mo Qing sat on a chair with his legs crossed, reading a book on his mobile phone.When the drink was thrown over, she didn't even lift her eyelids, and just raised her hand to grab the drink.

"Good health—"

Goblin wanted to boast, but his voice stopped abruptly halfway through.

Goblin's eyes fell on Mo Qing's ankle, seeing that special tattoo pattern clearly, he felt that he was going to go crazy.

(End of this chapter)