Chapter 962

Maybe it's because I grew up with a father like Qiao Hong all the year round.

Joe had long forgotten what fear was.

He can only bear the pain, and then silently convert the pain into his reason to live.

But at that moment, he was feeling fear.

Like when he was a kid, hiding in the dark, watching him whip his mother.

Qiao also dare not look at the beginning of Zheng, just tightly embrace her.

Will you dislike her? Would you hate yourself? Will you still like yourself?

Joe didn't know.

I don't want to know.

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Chu Zheng's heart is very clear, Qiao Zhen is not a good person, after all, the word "blackening" is not just a word.

"Don't do this again." Chu Zheng patted him on the back: "do you hear me?"

"Teacher, don't you think I'm Is it bad? " He wants to be clean and become a good student in her eyes, but he is not.

He's been in the mire for a long time.

I have struggled.

Unfortunately, he is too weak.

No one can pull him.

So he might as well take root in that quagmire.

But

Just as he was going to do it, she showed up.

She can easily take herself out of that dirty quagmire, and in a word, beat herself back again.

Qiao Qi's inexplicable tension, unconsciously clenched Chu Zheng's clothes.

Chu Zheng let go of him, and the boy let go of her. Their eyes met.

She didn't speak.

It was just a kiss.

She pushed him against the table and kissed him for a long time.

After a long time, Qiao thought he was going to suffocate.

Chu Zheng will let him go: "eat breakfast quickly, late for class."

"Teacher?"

Chu Zheng glared at him: "why, still want me to feed?"

Qiao Zhen shook his head. After a while, the corners of his mouth rose and showed a very subtle smile. She didn't hate herself.

With this recognition, Qiao's tight string in the bottom of his heart instantly relaxed.

He pulled up his chair and sat down for breakfast.

Chu Zheng sits carelessly and doesn't eat any more, so he looks at him.

Qiao is in love for the first time after all. She is embarrassed by Chu Zheng and goes to change clothes after dinner.

Before going to class, he also carried the sheets of the washing machine out to dry.

"Teacher, I'm leaving."

"Well."

Although Qiao lived here, either Chu Zheng or Qiao Qi left first. They never went out together in broad daylight.

Although the building also lives in the teacher, but Qiao is very careful, has not been found once.

Joe, take the bag to the porch.

A moment later, he came back and leaned over Chu Zheng's face and gave it a kiss: "see you at school, teacher."

With that, Qiao immediately turned to change shoes and left.

Chu Zheng fingertips with the desktop tap a few times, touch out the mobile phone call: "find me a few people."

"What is the boss going to do?"

"Do you believe me in killing?"

“……”

The other side is silent.

At the beginning of the afternoon, Zheng got up. The chair rubbed with the ground and gave a sting.

"Don't worry. Don't kill." It's not necessary to find someone to do it.

"OK." It's the opposite.

Chu Zheng hung up the phone and stood on the balcony to look down.

Just to see the youth slowly out, he seems to have a sense, look up to the top.

Far away, Chu Zheng can't see his expression clearly, just think he should be happy at this time.

Chu Zheng takes back her sight and looks at the bed sheet hanging on the balcony.

She went back to change clothes and go to school.

In class, Qiao was obviously more serious.

Eyes always fall on him.

Of course, Chu Zheng felt that he didn't listen to what he said.

It's just that I'm not sleeping in class, but watching her attentively.

Chu Zheng didn't care, let him see.

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"brother Yu, do you think Qiao Fu is not right?"

Meng Yu turns around at the front table and talks to Meng Yu.

Qiao used to sleep in class or write and draw by himself, ignoring what the teacher said.

Meng Yu bit his pen and looked at Qiao Bi.

He held his chin in one hand and looked at the direction of the blackboard. His expression was the same as before. It seemed that he was just bored looking at that side.

Meng Yushun looks at the past with his eyes, and Chu Zheng stands on the other side of the platform.

"Listen to your class." Meng Yu kicked the front table.

Scratch your head before class.

Meng Yu looks at Qiao Bi again, and he still holds that position.

Chu Zheng is no longer on the platform, she walked down, but Qiao she did not change.Meng Yu frowned.

"Meng Yu, what kind of God do you take in class?"

Meng Yu's heart leaped. As soon as he looked up, he saw Chu Zheng standing beside him, looking at him with a light look.

"Tell me what that means."

Meng Yu:

Which sentence?

What did you say?!

Meng Yu was punished for copying 20 times, so he kicked the table after class.

"Brother Yu, how do I feel that the female devil is deliberately targeting you?"

Meng Yu gave him a gloomy look.

You can tell me.

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midnight.

After a meeting, Qiao Hong listens to a group of people's chattering and quarreling. At this time, he has a bad headache. Thinking that Qiao's trouble has not been solved, his headache is even more serious.

"Did Joe go back to school?"

"Yes, Mr. Qiao." The assistant at the front answers.

"That girl is good for me." Qiao Hong's face was a little gloomy.

The assistant knew how to do it, but didn't ask: "Mr. Qiao Dong Do you still need to bring the young master back? "

Qiao Hong thought for a while: "not for the time being."

He pauses: "he lives with that Ruan Chu Zheng now?"

"Yes."

"Hum." Qiao Hong snorted coldly: "this Ruan Chu Zheng also has some skills, coax that smelly boy to do not know the whole world."

Assistant cautious way: "the young master has not experienced the matter."

Qiao Hong didn't know what he was thinking and didn't answer.

The assistant shut up.

Creak -

the car stops suddenly, and Qiao Hong's body is crooked and loses his posture.

Qiao Hong, who was in a bad mood, was even worse at this time. He sat up straight and looked ahead.

They are walking on this road, a car can not be seen, only on both sides of the street lights tirelessly illuminate the road, inexplicably a bit gloomy.

At this time, in front of them, two cars were parked side by side, blocking the way.

The car is a very common brand, black.

There was a man standing outside the car, tall and muscular. He was very good at fighting.

The driver and assistant immediately got out of the car to check.

"What do you do?"

"Mr. Qiao, our boss has an invitation." The man said to Qiao Hong in the car.

The assistant frowned, glanced around, and exclaimed, "who is your boss?"

This time, stop here.

I don't think so.

The assistant touched the mobile phone and made a phone call.

However, the assistant soon found that there was no signal and the phone couldn't be made at all.

The man over there took two steps forward, with an attitude of neither inferiority nor arrogance: "Mr. Qiao will know when he arrives. Please."

The assistant immediately backed back to the car and roared: "who are you! What do you want to do! "

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