Chapter 89: Underworld, part-time people, teachers

Qiao Mu first stunned, then smiled and squatted to the desk, and sat down, and Xiao Bai’s hand waved to Xi Mu’s eyes.
Hey, uncle, don’t make trouble.

Xi Muqiao's evil charm evoked the lips, and got up and took Joe Mu from the table and slid to the corner. He held his hands on the walls on both sides and surrounded Qiao Mu in the encirclement.
He bowed his head slightly, looking at Joe Mu's smiling face, serious expression, and black eyes staring at her beautiful big eyes, saying one word at a time, "Joe Mu, I didn't make trouble with you, newcomers." The substitute teacher is your husband."
Qiao Mu looked at his serious face, listening to his clear can not be clear, the words blasted in his head, she was sluggish, and the smile on her face collapsed.
She is not stupid, think about it carefully. The last time she skipped classes to participate in the competition, he happened to be at school. This time she came to Teacher Obasan, who was in the office.
How can you be so smart in the world?
Before and after this, I thought about it. He didn’t come late, but he came to school at this time, and her thoughts were all cheerful.
No wonder she didn't tell him why the new teacher was going to give them a reason. He knew that it was because of skipping classes. It is no wonder that she spoke at the new Obasan teacher at home, and he immediately changed his face.
It turns out that he is the teacher of Obasan? No, no, no, long legs handsome Ouba teacher!
Qiao Mu was shocked, and looked at Xi Muqiao with incredulous face. Nima, you can have a wide range of gangsters, and they have started working as a people's teacher.
What can you teach students? Killing and setting fire? Jianyin plundering?
This school still cares about pulling, how to find a teacher so casually, all recruited dangerous elements, and go to the street to pick someone up better than this man!
Please, please, go back and rest, don’t bother them with these flowers!
Xi Muqiao looked at Qiao Mu, who was standing in the corner of the wall, and chuckled. "What, now I believe that I am your teacher?"
Qiao Mu looked at him, nodded, and believed, she really believed, Xi Muqiao, the old really became his own teacher, and her heart's anger was burned to the top of her head.
Awkward, the person who wants to give her the whole class is this old bastard! The person who turned her group is also this old bastard! If she can bear it anymore, she will look down on herself!
Qiao Mu picked up the black-rimmed glasses and smashed it to the side, tightening his face, licking his sleeves, and laying on the eggs!
When Xi Muqiao just wanted to turn back, Qiao Mu flew to his back, his small arm slammed around the neck of Xi Muqiao, his legs wrapped around his strong waist, and his savage swearing. "Old bastard, playing tricks is very enjoyable. I have to give me the whole class. I will take a look at it. I will sleep a chuang relationship every day. Can I still skip this lesson, ah?"
Qiao Mu was afraid to be stunned by Xi Muqiao, so the arm around his neck was particularly hard. Xi Mu was unable to breathe, and his face was red, and the old club took her down. He took a few breaths and forehead. The blue veins raged and roared.
"Small, you want to murder your husband!"
Qiao Muzhen was hurt by the arm, and his temper also came up. She leaned over her small head and pouted at him. "Old bastard, who told you to lie to me first, strangle you to live!"
Xi Mu Qiao smashed her little body, licking the two palms on her pretty butt, this little bastard, who is the courage to her, now the courage is getting bigger and bigger, dare to give him presumptuous.
He glared at her with a blue face. "Is it too expensive for you, ah? Is it because I gave you too much face, huh?"
Xi Muqiao did not have any mercy on the palm of his hand, and he slammed it on Joe Mu's ass. Although he was thick in winter, he still hurts Qiao Mu.
The tears of the bones swirled in the eyelids. She raised her hands and wiped the tears of the beads. The small mouth was tightly smashed into a line, and she refused to speak out.
Xi Muqiao is also on the sigh of relief, hard-hearted not to look at her tearful face, thinking that she must give her a lesson, is usually too used to her, just a little bit can be strangled by a small bastard, Going this way?
He couldn't help but hear the sound. He couldn't help but look up and saw his wife staring at him. His face was black. This little king and eight lambs still didn't know how to repent.
His shiny shoes pushed gently on her butt. "Look what, look at the corner!"
Qiao Mu also wants to die, he stunned him, then wiped a tear, patted his and turned to the corner, especially the old bastard, rolling, the female man revenge, not too late for ten years ,You wait! You wait!
Facing the corner of the wall, she was wronged to die, obviously not her fault, she must fight her because of the murder, he first glared at her, but also played her.
Is she angry and wrong, huh? Is it wrong? Anyway, she thinks she is right!
The more I want to be more wronged, the dead man can't see it anymore, she can't bear it, and the teardrops fall down, blink of an eye, tears fall more joyful.
She rubbed the wall with one hand until it tickles on her chin. She lifted her hand and rubbed the teardrops that flowed to her chin. The tears flowed fiercely, but she could hardly scream. The small shoulders are pumped out.
Xi Muqiao leaned on the chair, irritated and pulled the tie, and the deep eyes were cold and panic. The original thought was to see the little and the beautiful, and there was such a thought.
He tilted Joe Mu's eyes, and with a glance, he couldn't move his eyes anymore. The two-foot-wide little shoulders were pumping one by one, and he never heard the voice of the little bastard. He thought she was sulking.
The blunt pain of the heart, like her tears, is not as good as her crying, he can not see her.
In front of his wife's tears, he immediately put his anger behind his head, his face looked good and he made a deep voice.
"come."
Qiao Mu stalked his head and did not move.
Xi Muqiao looked at the corner of the corner, helplessly rubbed his brow, especially the little bastard, the shelf is bigger than him, he gave her the steps, and she still refused to go down.
He took the pen, and the pen gently tapped on the table, making a creaking sound. He stared at the stubborn figure, the faint opening, and the voice was very light, as if talking to himself.
"I want to give the second class to the civil engineering."
Sure enough, he saw the figure moving his foot. He knew that she was shaking, and she was definitely struggling inside. He spoke again.
"Do I hang it for the whole class? Or do I hang it for the individual classmates? Especially the classmates who always pair with the teacher must hang it for her."
Qiao Mu bite the lower lip, she certainly heard that he was talking about himself, she snorted, thinking that you hang, you hang, 蔺 Professor gave me a perfect score, you half a teacher to control a fart !
"Professor Yan said that this time, I will take full responsibility for the results. The results he has given before can not be counted."