Kiss You, Sweetheart

Isn't campus life the simplest? Why are there so many bad things.

"Sister, don't be upset. I'll treat you to instant noodles."

This pistachio, Bo en en a smile, conveniently took Bo Xin's shoulder: "your sister's happiness, is worth a bag of instant noodles?"

"When you leave school at the weekend, I'll treat you to a big meal."

Bo en pinched Bo Xin's face and laughed. In fact, she was very grateful for his company, which made her happy.

Just think of Mo Chong's loss of contact state, mood value, how also not high, class is also Shenyou space.

At the end of class, I called the police station, but I didn't find any clues. Bo en en also knows that there must be no clue. If there is, the police station has already called her.

It's just that I'm in a panic. It's uncomfortable not to make a phone call. It's even more uncomfortable when I make a phone call.

During the break time, all the teachers and students do exercises. But today, as usual, the gymnastic music broadcast, let everyone disband, gymnastic teacher on the stage shouting assembly.

A trot, the classes gathered together, the playground is full of black heads.

Set is a collection, but no teacher came out to talk or do what, Luo Zhiqi ah a suddenly realized, low said: "it's temporary inspection."

"What kind of clinical examination?" Bo en is rarely interested in this question.

Luo Zhiqi nodded to the teaching building: "look, the head teachers of each class have gone to search everyone's schoolbags to check whether there are novels, cigarettes or other contraband. Come here once in a while, and some lucky students will be caught

Now we all use mobile phones to read novels. Who brings paper books? Bo en doesn't like it. He feels that these teachers are backward in thinking.

Anyway, she doesn't have any contraband. She's just searching.

After a while, the head teachers of each class finished searching the articles of the students in their own class. Mr. Wang came to class one of senior three with a calm face. His face was rather ugly.

However, Bo en never saw her laugh. I don't know how depressed her husband's life is.

Just thinking about it, I saw Mr. Wang walking straight up to her with a slightly harsh voice: "Bo en en, come to my office."

Then he turned and left.

Bo en was stunned. She didn't read a novel, had no cigarettes, and had no contraband. Why did she just ask her to go to the office?

"Well, what's in your schoolbag?" Luo Zhiqi asked anxiously.

Bo en curled his lips and followed Mr. Wang. But Mr. Wang didn't take her to her office. Instead, she went to the conference room.

Mr. Wang stood leaning against a chair with a very serious expression. Bo en felt more and more that she must have no sex life.

She came straight to the point: "Bo en en, I really I'm sorry to criticize you in the big office. "

"What's the matter?" he said

As if unable to speak, Mr. Wang held the glasses on his face and patted something on the table. Bo en saw a small colored plastic bag.

"You say, can I take out this kind of thing in the public court?"

Bo en looked for a few seconds and recognized that it was a "Durex"!

"I found it in my schoolbag?" Her expression is a little happy, a smile from the corner of her mouth, she was "taken care of".

Her expression of no panic and no repentance made Mr. Wang even more angry. Her voice could not help raising: "Bo en en, do you think this is a very glorious thing?"

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it's made by a little girl, and it's going to hurt my little uncle!