Godly Play System

"It's a good thing to turn over the old accounts this time!"

agent Du Tao, seeing that Zhuang Xiaoman is a little frightened, doesn't sell the point any more. Instead, he tells us all about the recent wave of trying to help Zhuang Xiaoman speak good words.

At the same time, he pointed to the newspaper report to Zhuang Xiaoman to prove that he had not lied.

Zhuang Xiaoman looked at the newspaper praising her responsibility. Zhang Fan's figure flashed into his mind.

She vaguely felt that this incident might have something to do with setting sail.

Zhang Fan's ability to play with her was so strong that she was a little confused.

"Xiaoman? Xiaoman! Do you think this is a good thing?"

Zhuang Xiaoman looked at the wrinkled face of Du Tao's smile and said, "well, this is a good thing indeed!"

"Back? I'm ready for dinner! Let's start eating dinner now?"

in the mansion of West Lake scenic spot, Wang Shaoqin opened the door, and Zhang Fan came up to take over her bag.

However, in order not to let him touch the bag, Wang Shaoqin took a big step back and almost jumped out of the villa.

"Shaoqin, what are you doing?"

looking at the Chinese teacher standing close to the door, Zhang Fan puffed his mouth and asked blankly.

"Well, it's OK! I'm just conditioned. Why don't you accompany the poetic charm tonight?

Wang Shaoqin put the bag behind his back and mentioned the name of Luoli, the key figure after the egg.

"Shiyun, she's going home tonight."

"No wonder you will come back. It turns out that Shiyun is going home. Tut, are you pitying my rhythm? "

Wang Shaoqin raised her eyebrows, clenched her bag, and at the same time looked at Zhang Fan bitterly.

"No! Don't get me wrong, Shaoqin!"

in the face of the Chinese teacher's words, Zhang Fan's scalp felt numb.

He found that there was something wrong with Wang Shaoqin's current state.

Obviously, it was served this morning. How can it be so now?

unscientific!

"hum! You take the food out of the kitchen, and I'll change my clothes first."

As Wang Shaoqin said, he plucked his hair to cover his reddish face.

"Oh!".

Villa.

First floor, in master bedroom.

Wang Shaoqin opened the bag and looked at the bag lying quietly in it. After a long time of tangle, he opened the bag.

Wang Shaoqin lies quietly in the quilt, keeping his eyes closed.

……

Half an hour later.

……

"Shaoqin, your silk stockings seem a little special. Where did you buy them?"

after studying for a while, Zhang Fan pushed the Chinese teacher aside and asked.

"What are you going to do?"

Wang Shaoqin, who was originally closed his eyes, immediately opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Fan with great vigilance.

Her intuition tells her that Zhang Fan seems to be doing something again.

"Why? Buy more pairs, of course."

"Bah! You can't think of it!"

before Zhang Fan's words were finished, she was interrupted by the embarrassed Wang Shaoqin.

The Chinese teacher, wrapped in a quilt, sat up and cut through the broken sling and silk stockings.

"I don't want to? Shaoqin, do you forget what you said to me a few hours ago? If you remember, you should remember my answer to you. You like it. I can't stop you. But I like it. You can't stop me either. "

Zhang Fan said as she picked up her mobile phone from the bedside table and took a picture of her Chinese teacher.

"Ah, what are you shooting at random?"

hearing the shutter sound, the Chinese teacher plucked her hair to cover her delicate face. At the same time, she pulled up the quilt to block her neck.

"Oh, I'm afraid I'll get you a few silk photos if you want more. Don't be afraid. I only show it to women. "

Zhang Fan rubbed the head of the Chinese teacher and said with a bad smile.

Wang Shaoqin's coquettish appearance aroused his provocative thoughts.

Zhang Fan just graduated a little more than a year ago, but he is still in awe of his teacher.

After all Before but read 16 years of books, the teacher's majestic image, is almost deeply imprinted in his mind.

Now he can catch a teacher to play tricks on him.

"Women can't! I'm in the picture you just took. You can't infringe on my portrait right. You'll delete the picture for me right away

Wang Shaoqin knocked Zhang Fan's head off.

Although she didn't know what Zhang Fan was thinking, her intuition told her that Zhang Fan's behavior was malicious."Delete the photo? Yes, but I have one condition."

"If you die, I won't buy it for you."

Wang Shaoqin, who had guessed the answer in advance, flatly refused without waiting for Zhang Fan to speak out the conditions.

"Then I can only ask friends for help."

Smell speech, Zhang Fan cast a curling mouth, shaking the mobile phone on hand, said playfully.

"You..."

Hearing his words, Wang Shaoqin almost jumped out of the quilt.

Zhang Fan is a guy who has definitely won her a lot!

but she just doesn't want to buy it for Zhang Fan.

The reason why Zhang Fan wants to buy these things is obviously not for her.

Since she is not prepared for her, it is to prepare for her dearest student Xia Shiyun?

Wang Shaoqin has not forgotten the sense of crisis that Xia Shiyun brought to her. How could she possibly subsidize the enemy!

"Shaoqin!"

when Wang Shaoqin was in a state of agitation, Zhang Fanchao read her mind and listened to her heart.

"Why?"

"I promise you, I won't give these silk stockings to Xia Shiyun."

"Seriously?"

"true!"

"then... I'll buy it for you!"

when Wang Shaoqin nodded, he was a little bit bitter.

Nothing else. It's just Zhang Fan's words that contain a lot of information.

If he doesn't give Xia Shiyun the silk stockings, who else can he give them to?

no matter who he gives them, to the Chinese teacher, they are actually enemies in love.

In this case, how can the Chinese teacher not have a grudge?

"Shaoqin, you just yelled at your stomach? Let's go to dinner now!"

Zhang Fan noticed the Chinese teacher's sad eyes, put her arm around her shoulder and walked out of the master bedroom.

"Ah! Don't worry, Zhang Fan! You're telling me to put on a pajama before I leave."

the Chinese teacher said with no good breath.

Thanks to the fact that she has been holding the quilt all the time, otherwise, she will be ruined by the bad guy Zhang Fan.

"Then you wear pajamas, and I'll go hot first. After so long, I don't know if this dish can still be eaten

Thinking of this very serious problem, Zhang Fan did not chat with Wang Shaoqin again, and quickly slipped out of the master bedroom.

Wang Shaoqin waved two pink fists at his back as he left in a hurry.

For a Chinese teacher, if the dishes can't be eaten, it's just for the sake of setting sail.

Just now he said that he would have dinner first, but he just wanted to mess with him first.

For the next two days, Zhang Fan stayed in his mansion in the West Lake Scenic Area during the day, or went to Suzhou Hangzhou No.3 middle school to find Wang Shaoqin's poetic charm.

Or talk about trade with the female president.

Or discuss with lawyer Fang about the construction of fishing boats.

However, Wang Shaoqin and Zhang Fan's comfortable life only lasted for two days, and they were forced to interrupt.