Sweet pursuit: Kiss goodnight, little sweetheart

Looking at the tension in the little girl's eyes, Xi Muhan turned his head.

A cold eye flash, that eye flash to the boy's eyes, he subconsciously pause.

On that pair of eyes without temperature, the words in the man's mouth suddenly get stuck.

"Talk about..."

Riley was a little impatient. "What are you talking about?"

"That's right. What is someone talking about in our class?" Huangfujing turned to the back of the classroom, holding his head with one hand, his pen circled, and his voice stretched out in a strange way

He is still that pair of cynical expression, but boys see his eyes in the cruel.

The boy looked at him and then at Xi Muhan.

Xi Muhan, who has never been in touch with him, doesn't know his temper. Apart from being chased by Yu Qiqi, he has never heard of anything with which he feels.

Huangfujing is different. Although he has just come back from studying abroad, his name is very popular in the whole upper class.

Huangfujing is merciful to girls and merciless to boys.

It's a knife to stretch one's head, and it's a knife to shrink one's head.

But the strength of the knife is different.

He would rather offend that man than huangfujing.

When Leili asked impatiently again, the boy spoke very fast and said, "someone is talking about you behind your back."

All of you: --

Lei Li

It is not unusual for students to speak ill of their teachers behind their backs.

Is it necessary for him to inform him of such a mess?

Huangfujing sneered: "silly B!"

The three words that didn't come out at the end: you know your face.

Lei Li looked at Huangfu Jing and said with a serious face, "Huangfu Jing, don't spit dirty."

"Yes, sir." Huangfujing admitted his mistake and then said, "but I didn't vomit dirty just now."

Huangfujing turned to look back at the boy with a slight face, erect a middle finger, and said helplessly: "he really has enough silly B, the truth!"

“……”

It's too self-esteem to tell the truth!

Yu Qiqi drags huangfujing and signals him to stop saying, "huangfujing, when we talk about the truth in the future, let's just whisper it. Don't you see that the head teacher's face is as angry as you eat Shi?"

Huangfu Jing clearly, sincerely admit his mistake, "teacher, I'm sorry, next time I'll tell the truth quietly, I won't tell it in front of you again."

Lei Li

He might as well say it in his face!

……

A whole afternoon self-study, boys are sitting like a needle felt, holding a pen palm twisted out a lot of wet sweat.

After sitting down, the boy reflected that his wavering not only offended the man, but also huangfujing and Xi Muhan.

He lay on the table, praying that class would not be over.

He has never been like now, looking forward to not finishing class, looking forward to the teacher can quickly come to the classroom.

A lot of things go against our wishes.

The teacher didn't come to the classroom, and

Jingling——

The general ring of the reminder sounded, and the boy couldn't help shivering.

A tall figure suddenly came to his desk, the shadow shrouded him.

The boy raised his head tremblingly, and all the beads of sweat on his forehead were close together one by one, even on the bridge of his nose.

"Xi Muhan, I..."