Chapter 86

Joe Mu pulled his hand out of the wall and stared unbelievably. Mom, it's true or false, but based on her understanding of simukio, she knew that he never told lies.

She wrinkled her little face and thought sadly, Professor Lin, I blame you. Just find such a dangerous person to be a teacher in the school. How can you delegate power to him!

She was still hesitant. She only heard a low sigh over there, "just hang up with a classmate. After all, class 2 Civil Engineering skipped class because of her."

Er, without playing like this, she can't hang up. If she hangs up, it's equivalent to 8000 yuan without that!

Qiao Mu didn't hesitate. He immediately put away his stubborn donkey's temper, quickly turned and walked to his desk and reluctantly opened his mouth, "don't, don't, don't I come here."

Simuccio looked at her twisted little face with a smile. Her big eyes were wet, dark and clear. Her long eyelashes were stained with tears, stuck together one by one, and there were tears on her cheeks.

"Classmate Qiao mu, do you know you are wrong this time?"

Qiao Mu choked, and apricot eyes glared at Xi Muqiao. Mom, she was waiting for her here, but he didn't recognize anything except skipping class.

She nodded. "I'm wrong."

With a faint smile in his black eyes, simuccio put down his pen, supported his elbow on the table, crossed his fingers and gently lifted his jaw.

"Tell me, what did you do wrong?"

The little fire in Qiaomu's heart suddenly burned up. Her little breast fluctuated violently. Old bastard, you should push an inch. You poke.

She held her temper, "I shouldn't skip class. The whole class skipped class because of me. I was wrong."

He raised his eyebrows. "And that?"

"No more."

Simuccio sniffed, picked up the pen on one side and pulled off his cap. "I don't know my mistakes deeply enough. I'd better hang up for you. After all, I'm a good teacher responsible for students."

Qiao Mu exclaimed, lying on the table and holding the pen that the man was about to touch the grade book, "no, no, no, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, it's all my fault."

What a shame! How could there be such a shameless man in the world? She said she was a good teacher in charge. In the past, she only thought the man was thick skinned. Now she found that, ah bah, the dead man is so shameless at all!

"Uncle, I beg you, don't hang up for me."

"Still angry."

"Not angry."

"Dare you be presumptuous."

"I dare not."

Qiao Mu's posture is very low. She thinks she's almost low to the dust. She clenches her teeth and thinks that one day, she must retaliate. It's so special!

Simuccio glanced at the bottom of his eyes, pulled her little hand aside, and a bad smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "I'll think about it."

Joe took a breath and almost didn't catch his breath. He was fooled by the dead man again. She wanted to cry without tears. Oh, my God, why don't you accept this evil spirit that is harmful to the world!

In order not to fail, we must bear it. We must bear it, Gu Liang!

When she got down from the table, she bit her teeth, closed her eyes and took two deep breaths. She scolded thousands of times in her heart, but the exit became, "husband, please don't drop me -"

The black pen flew between simuccio's fingers. He glanced at her with a high attitude and said, "no sincerity."

Qiao Mu took two more breaths. It's very cruel of you. She slapped her hands together, and her big eyes were covered with a thin layer of water mist. The sound of shouting was seven turns and eight turns, nine turns and eighteen turns, which called out the goose bumps on her own body.

"Husband"

The pen between his fingers suddenly stopped. Simuccio was stiff by the charming voice. An electric current spread from his body to his whole body and ran around in every pore, bringing a strange feeling of crispness.

He glanced down at his crotch, and his Adam's apple slid up and down. He was shouted by his wife's husband!

Joe Mu looked at Xi Mu. Joe didn't speak and thought he wasn't moved. He bowed to him with his small hands. He continued pitifully, "please, don't hang up."

Simuccio looked up and looked at her dimly. He licked his thin dry lips and his voice was dumb.

"Come here."

Qiao Mu didn't find his abnormality at all. He ran over with his big eyes flushed with the slight red he had just cried. The whole small face was tender, especially the red mouth, which was fatal to him.

He suddenly got up, held Qiaomu's little ass and picked her up. Qiaomu suddenly emptied. Qiaomu panicked and quickly grabbed simuqiao's neck. She screamed and struggled.

"Ah, uncle, what are you doing? This is an office. Such a serious place is not suitable for doing such things. Let's do it again at home!"

"Call again and you'll be done!"

Joe Mu immediately stopped talking.

Simuccio put her on his side, held her in his chair and knocked on her little head. "Nonsense, your husband, am I so careless?"

He hugged her little willow waist and tightly imprisoned her in his arms. As soon as Qiao Mu's body came into contact with Xi Muqiao, she found something wrong. She was careful that her liver trembled and her little hands around his neck trembled.

"Simuccio, you, you bird, you!"

She blushed and struggled to get down. NIMA was so embarrassed. She had no face like simukio.

It was not easy to hold his wife in his arms. Simuqiona could fulfill her wish. His hot breath hit Qiaomu's ears, and her white earlobes slowly became charming in his sight. Yan Yudi, he said in a low mute, "do you want to get more grades? If you want to fail, you go down. "

Qiaomu struggled and dared not move. She sat on ximuqiao's long legs like a child sitting on an adult's legs. Her feet wandered in mid air and couldn't reach the ground.

Her little face was attached to simuccio's mouth, and her skin was closely attached to him through thin clothes. The burning temperature was transmitted to her hot little face through her shirt. She could even feel his muscle lines. His nose was full of mint fragrance and tobacco smell.

She could hear his heart beating in his cavity. It was so strong and slow that her heart beat disorderly and caught up with simuccio's heart beat.

She could still feel the change of simuccio's body. She blushed and thought, is it a betrayal of her body to change her not to fail.

She put her little hand down from his neck and hugged his strong waist. She gently called, "uncle."

Simuccio looked down at her, his eyes quiet and deep, "well."

"Why did you come to me as a teacher? Did you come out to do some part-time jobs because your business in the underworld was bad?"