Chapter 50

The national teacher turned his head to look at Yun Ruoke, did not speak, but was obviously unhappy, looked at Yun Ruoke with doubtful eyes, and asked her to give him a reason.

Yun Ruoke hugged the national teacher's neck tightly, looked at the national teacher with big watery eyes aggrieved, and gently rubbed the national teacher's handsome face: "I just don't want to let others think you are a cruel national teacher , for the sake of your reputation."

The national teacher's eyes lit up, is he thinking of himself? "What is Ke'er's plan?"

But when the national teacher saw the calculation in Yun Ruoke's big watery eyes, he knew that it was not for himself, but just following him to achieve certain goals.

Yun Ruoke smiled like a flower, and there was no darkness on her delicate face: "Then let's make an example! Choose one person from the middle, and beat him to death with a stick."

Yun Ruoke's words, like the voice of a demon, stretched on and on, lingering on everyone's heads all the time.

With a terrified expression, he didn't dare to breathe, for fear that Yun Ruoke would be pulled out and beaten to death if he was not stingy.

"Ke'er, that's the plan! Well, choose someone!" Seeing Yun Ruoke's playful expression, the national teacher agreed in a low voice.

The voice of the national teacher has fallen, and everyone is even more frightened.

The breeze was blowing gently, but it didn't blow away the fear in everyone's hearts. It was the most obvious contrast with the sunny sky. It was the time of spring and summer, and a hundred flowers were blooming, and the petals of the National Teacher's Mansion were flying all over the sky.

Yun Ruoke admired this beautiful scenery, and looked at the expressions of the servants who had bullied Miss Seven. She was in a good mood, eating and drinking without talking.

Silence began to spread, and cold sweat began to appear on the servants. The longer the delay, the more frightened these people became. Yun Ruoke knew this, so she deliberately pretended to be thinking about who to choose.

Slowly torturing these people, giving the most cruel punishment mentally, everyone is afraid of death, so let them enjoy the feeling before death at will.

On the big chair, the national teacher was also looking at Yun Ruoke. As expected of her daughter, a tiger father has no dog daughter. I like this kind of punishment.

Yun Ruoke sat obediently on the national teacher's body. Under the sunshine, her fair face exuded a charming luster, her blue hair and black silk, her brows and eyes were full of spring, her skin was as soft and greasy as gentle jade, and her small cherry mouth was not touching. Red, delicate and charming, the two strands of hair on the side of the cheeks are gently brushed by the wind to add a bit of seductive style, and the flexible eyes are turning wisely, a bit mischievous and mischievous.

"Housekeeper, who do you think is the most guilty? Then choose who! Let them talk about it for themselves." Yun Ruoke began to move
"Yes." The butler answered with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye, and began to divide those villainous slaves who often bullied Miss Seven into one side according to the investigation just now, and not very viciously into the other side.

In an instant, the cries in the National Teachers Academy were deafening, and the main source of their voices came from those who were selected: "Miss Seven, please spare me!"

"Miss Seven, please spare me!"

"We were wrong, Miss Seven, please forgive us!"

"." If you don't understand the situation and see it, you will think that there is some great injustice happening here, but unfortunately everyone present knows how damned these people are.

On Yun Ruoke's beautiful face, the smile remained unchanged, but there was a hint of chill in her words: "Forgive me? When you bullied Miss Seven, didn't you think that this is also a fresh life?"

(End of this chapter)

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