Chapter 85

Qiao Mu was stunned at first, then jumped to the desk with a smile, sat on his ass, and waved his little white hand in front of Xi Muqiao, "Hey, uncle, don't make trouble."

Ximuqiao's evil spirit lifted up the corners of his lips, got up and slipped Qiaomu from the table to the corner of the wall. He put his hands on the walls on both sides and surrounded Qiaomu.

He slightly lowered his head and looked at Qiao Mu's smiling face. He looked serious. His black eyes stared at her beautiful big eyes and said word by word, "Qiao mu, I didn't make trouble with you. The new substitute teacher is your husband and me."

Joe Mu looked at his serious face and listened to his clear words. Her head exploded with a bang. She was dull in an instant, and the smile on her face suddenly collapsed.

She is not stupid. Think about it carefully. Last time she skipped class to participate in the competition, he happened to be at school. This time she came to find Mr. Obasan, and he happened to be in the office.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

When she thought about it, he didn't come early or late. However, when she came to school at this time, her thoughts suddenly became cheerful.

No wonder fail the exam to make complaints about the new teacher. He knew it was because she had skipped classes. No wonder she was at home, and she had changed her face immediately.

So he's the teacher Obasan? No, no, no, long legs, handsome Mr. oba!

Qiaomu is thrilled. He looks at ximuqiao with an unbelievable face. NIMA, you can cover a wide range of underworld leaders. You have started to be a people's teacher Part-time.

What can you teach students? murder and burn? Captivity?

The school still doesn't care about pulling. Why is it so casual to find teachers? They have recruited dangerous elements. It's better to drag anyone in the street than this man!

Please, alas, go back and have a rest. Don't harm these budding flowers and bones!

Xi Muqiao looked at Qiao Mu standing in a daze in the corner and smiled, "what's the matter? Now I believe I'm your teacher?"

Qiaomu looked at him, nodded and believed. She really believed. Ximuqiao, an old bastard, really became her own teacher. Her anger burned to the top of her head.

Bah, this old bastard is the one who wants to drop her class! The man who fooled her around is also this old bastard! If she can bear it any longer, she will look down on herself!

Joe Mu took off his black framed glasses and threw them aside. He tightened his face, rolled his sleeves, mom, go up and fuck him!

As soon as ximuqiao was about to turn back, Qiaomu jumped on his back, put his small arm around ximuqiao's neck and his legs around his strong waist, and scolded angrily, "old bastard, it's fun to play with me. You have to give me a drop in the class. You can hang me up and have a look. Our friendship of sleeping every day can't offset the labor's skipping class, huh?"

Qiao Mu was afraid of being thrown down by Xi Muqiao, so his arm around his neck was very hard. Xi Muqiao couldn't breathe. His face turned red. He dragged her down after pulling the old meeting. He gasped heavily, and the veins on his forehead burst and roared.

"Fuck off, you want to murder your husband!"

Qiao Mu rubbed his painful arm, and the stubborn donkey's temper came up. She tilted her small head and stubbornly talked to him, "old bastard, who asked you to cheat me first, strangle you deserve it!"

Ximuqiao angrily pulled her small body and slapped her on her upturned ass. who gave her the courage, this little bastard? Now he is more and more brave and dare to be presumptuous to him.

He yelled at her with a livid face, "do I spoil you too much at ordinary times, huh? Am I giving you too much face? "

Ximuqiao slapped Qiaomu firmly on his ass without mercy. Although he wore thick clothes in winter, he still hurt Qiaomu.

Tears swirled in her eyes. She raised her hand to wipe the tears. Her small mouth closed tightly into a line and stubbornly refused to make a sound.

Simuccio was also angry. He hardened his heart and didn't look at her tearful little face. He thought he had to teach her a lesson. He was too used to her at ordinary times. He was almost strangled by a little bastard just now. Can he go on like this?

Half a ring did not hear the sound. He couldn't help looking up. He saw his wife staring at him fiercely. His face was black. This little bastard didn't know how to repent.

His shiny leather shoes gently pushed her ass, "what are you looking at? Roll around the corner and stand!"

Qiaomu was also stubborn to death. He glared at him fiercely, wiped a tear, patted his ass, turned around and walked to the corner. Special old bastard, roll and roll, female man revenge. It's not too late for ten years. You wait! You wait!

Facing the corner, she was wronged to death. It was obviously not her fault. Why should she beat her? He hid it from her and played with her first.

Is there anything wrong with her being angry, huh? What's wrong! Anyway, she thinks she's right!

The more you think about it, the more wronged you are. Anyway, the dead man can't see it. She simply can't bear it. Tears drop by drop, blink, and the tears drop more happily.

She could not hold tears until her hand scratched her chin.

Simuccio sat back in the chair and pulled his tie impatiently. His deep eyes were cold and flustered. He wanted to see the little bastard and Meimei. He thought it would be like this.

He gave Joe a squint, only one eye, and he couldn't move his eyes any more. His two foot wide little shoulder was pumping. He hadn't heard the little bastard's voice. He thought she was angry.

A dull pain in her heart was better than her shocking wailing than her silent tears. He couldn't see her like this.

In front of his wife's tears, he immediately put his anger behind his head. His face looked good and made a deep voice.

"Come here."

Joe Mu stuck his head motionless.

Simuccio looked at the stubborn donkey in the corner and reluctantly rubbed his eyebrows. He was so arrogant that he gave her steps, and she refused to come down.

He took the pen and tapped it gently on the table, making a clattering sound. He stared at the stubborn figure and opened his mouth. His voice was very light, like talking to himself.

"Do I want to hang up class 2 of civil engineering?"

Sure enough, he saw the figure move his feet. He knew she was shaking. He must be struggling in his heart. He spoke again.

"I'm hanging up for the whole class? Or hang it up for individual students? Especially those students who are always against the teacher must hang up for her. "

Qiao Mubei bit her lower lip with her teeth. Of course, she heard that he was talking about herself. She shriveled her mouth and thought you hang up. Professor Lin gave me full marks. You half hanging teacher is in charge of farting!

"Professor Lin said that I am fully responsible for the results this time. The results he gave before can not count."