Chapter 90: Selling the body for the body

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Her wrinkled little face, sly thoughts, Professor 我 I blame you, the school is looking for such a dangerous person to be a teacher, how do you give him power?
She was still hesitating, only to hear a low sigh over there. "But, let's hang it for a classmate. After all, the second class of civil engineering is because she only skipped classes."
Hey, don’t bring such a play, she can’t hang up, she’s ok, it’s the equivalent of eight thousand dollars!
Qiao Mu did not hesitate, and immediately took away his temper, and quickly turned to go to the desk, reluctantly said, "Don't stop, I am, I am here too."
Xi Muqiao looked at her little face with a smile, big eyes, black and clear, long eyelashes stained with tears, smashed together, and there was a tear on the cheek.
"Joe Mu, you know that you are wrong this time?"
Qiao Muyi, apricot's squatting to Xi Muqiao, mother egg, was waiting for her here, but she was wrong except for skipping classes, and he did not recognize other things.
She nodded. "I was wrong."
Xi Muqiao had a faint smile in the black scorpion. He put down the pen in his hand, supported his elbow on the table, crossed his fingers, and lifted his lower jaw.
"Then you talk about it, where did you do it wrong?"
The little flame in Qiao Mu’s heart suddenly burned up, and her little xiong脯 violently undulating, the old bastard, even got an inch, you poke you.
She pressed her temper. "I shouldn't skip class. It's because of me, I am wrong."
His eyebrows are picking, "And that?"
"Nothing."
Xi Muqiao snorted and picked up the pen on the side and pulled out the cap. "I don't know enough about the mistake. I still hang it for you. After all, I am a good teacher who is responsible for the students."
Qiao Mu screamed, squatting on the table and holding the pen that the man was about to touch the grade book. "No, no, I am wrong, I am wrong, all my faults are not enough."
What's special, how can there be such a shameless man in the world, even a good idea to say that he is a good teacher of the responsible person. She used to think that this man has a thick face and now finds out, ah, this dead man is special. No face!
"Uncle, I beg you, don't hang it."
"I am still angry."
"Not angry."
"Don’t dare to let go."
"Don't dare."
Qiao Mu’s gesture was very low. She thought she was falling into the dust. She bit her teeth and thought that one day, she must retaliate back. It’s really awkward!
Xi Muqiao had a slap in the eyes, and put her little hand to the side, and the corner of her lips smirked. "I think about it."
Joe Mu almost didn't breathe in a breath, and he was played by the dead man together. She wants to cry without tears, and the sky is stunned. Why don't you accept this horrible evil!
In order not to hang the subject, you must bear it, you must bear it!
She came down from the table, biting her teeth, closing her eyes, taking a deep breath, and licking it for thousands of times, the exit became, "husband, beg you not to give me a branch-"
The black pen flew in the air between Xi Muqiao, and he gave her a high look and faintly opened his mouth. "There is no sincerity."
Qiao Mu took another breath, especially what counted you, her slamming her hands together, the big eyes still covered with a thin layer of water mist, the sound of shouting turned around, the nine bends and eighteen bends I screamed the goose bumps on her own body.
"Old ~ Gong ~"
The pen in the fingertips was stopped, and Xi Muqiao was stabbed by this delicate voice. A current flowed from his body to the whole body, scurrying in each of his pores, bringing a strange feeling of numbness.
He glanced down to the crotch and glanced a few times up and down. He was shouted out by a husband's husband!
Qiao Mu saw that Xi Muqiao did not speak, thinking that he was unmoved, and the small hand of the tenth was worshipping him, and he continued to say poorly, "I beg you, don't give it to others."
Xi Muqiao looked up and looked at her in the darkness. He licked his dry thin lips and his voice was hoarse.
"come."
Qiao Mu did not find his abnormality, but he ran over the fart, and his big eyes were still reddish, the whole face was tender and tender, especially the red little mouth, it was against him. Has a deadly appeal.
He suddenly got up, holding a small of Joe Mu to hold her up, his body suddenly vacated, Qiao Mu panicked, and quickly grabbed Xi Muqiao's neck, she wowed and struggled.
"Ah, ah, what are you doing, here is the office, such a serious place is not suitable for this kind of thing, let's go home and do it again, go home and do it!"
"You can do it again!"
Joe Mu immediately banned.
Xi Muqiao put her on her side, hugged her in her chair and knocked on her little head. "Nothing, my husband, I am so unprepared?"
He held her small willow waist and held her tightly in her arms. When Joe Mu came into contact with Xi Muqiao, she found that something was wrong. She was careful that her liver was shaking, and the little hand covering his neck was not awkward. stop.
"Sim Mucho, you, you, you poultry shou, you!"
She was blushing and struggling to get down. Nima was so embarrassed that she had a wood, and she didn't have such a face without her face.
Finally, holding her wife in her arms, Xi Muqiao could be like her wish, his hot breath hit the side of Qiao Mu Er, her white earlobe slowly became delicate in his sight. He said low and dumb, "Do you want to score? If you want to hang out, you will go on."
Qiao Mu struggled for a meal, did not dare to move, she sat on the long legs of Xi Muqiao, like a child sitting on the legs of adults, feet in the air, not enough.
Her little face was placed on Xi Muqiao's xiong mouth. The skin was closely attached to him through thin clothes. The hot temperature passed through the shirt to her hot face. She could even feel his xing feeling. Muscle lines, full of nose are all the mint and tobacco flavor on his body.
She could hear the heartbeat of his xiong pussy, so strong, slowly, her heart beats the rhythm, and actually caught up with the rhythm of Xi Muqiao's heartbeat.
She can still feel the change of Xi Muqiao's body. She blushes and thinks, this is not a betrayal of her own body to change her own.
Her little hand was put down from his neck and changed to his strong waist. She gently called, "Uncle."
Xi Muqiao looked down at her, her eyes were quiet and deep, "Well."
"Why are you coming to me as a teacher? Is it because your business in the underworld is sluggish? Come out and do some part-time jobs."