Chapter 647

I looked at Zhou qianmin with wide eyes. I wanted to ask her what she was doing. But his lips moved, finally because it was class time, and old man Xu, an English teacher, had stared at me and Zhou qianmin on the podium. I can only be depressed as if nothing has happened and continue to read English with my head down.

Zhou qianmin smiled when she saw me like this, and then she pretended to study as if nothing had happened, but the beautiful legs wearing stockings under the table lingered on my lower legs intentionally or unintentionally. I'm not Liu Xiahui. I really can't stand her messing around like this. I can only shrink my feet to the side and avoid her outstretched feet.

However, if I shrink a little, she will stretch out a little. If I continue to shrink a little, she will continue to stretch out a little more. The beautiful legs of the girl in stockings are entangled with my feet. At last, I couldn't bear it. I secretly stretched out my foot under the table to kick her leg away. But what I didn't expect was that she seemed to have expected something. When I kicked it, I not only kicked empty, but also was caught by her feet.

I was scared myself, because our feet were entangled at this time, and our posture was always ambiguous. If someone accidentally catches a glimpse of this scene under the table, they must think that Zhou qianmin and I are secretly tired of it.

I was hurriedly trying to pull my feet back, but at this time, I suddenly felt a cold look looking at me outside the side window. Instinctively, I turned my head and looked sideways. I was almost scared to jump up, because outside the window stood a beautiful teacher wearing a professional dress skirt, which was impressively Zhang Qingqing.

Next to Zhang Qingqing, there are several teachers with notebooks and duty badges. It turned out that a group of duty teachers checked class by class. If they encounter undisciplined behavior, or do not wear school badges, and the classroom is not clean, they will deduct class conduct points, which will affect the mobile red flag of weekly selection.

I saw Zhang Qingqing standing outside the window looking at me. I quickly retracted my feet, but Zhou qianmin was not afraid of the teacher at all. After all, this kind of private high school is mainly for profit, rarely expels students, and is relatively tolerant of students. Students are not afraid of teachers.

I was a little nervous. I used the corner of my eye to steal a peek at Zhang Qingqing. I wondered if she had seen my little move under the table with Zhou qianmin just now. Don't misunderstand. Otherwise, I'll really fall into the crotch. It's not Xiang, it's Xiang.

The expressions of the other teachers on duty were nothing different, except that Zhang Qingqing's whole face was black. It was like someone owed her 30000 yuan and borrowed 20000 yuan from her. It was very ugly. Her eyes fell on me, and I felt a strong chill, which made me shiver. Don't ask what she must have seen just now.

Sure enough, Zhang Qingqing said something to the on duty teachers, and then the on duty patrol teachers continued to go to the classes on other floors to continue their inspection. She went to the door of the classroom and said hello to Mr. Xu on the podium, then came and knocked on my desk.

I pretended to know nothing, raised my head and forced out a smile: "well, head teacher, what's the matter?"

"Come out with me!"

Zhang Qingqing dropped a word coldly, then turned around and stepped out of the classroom on high heels.

I had no choice but to stare at Zhou qianmin with a depressed face. Then I stood up and followed Zhang Qingqing out of the classroom under the inexplicable gaze of the whole class. It's class time now. There is no one over the corridor, but Zhang Qingqing still took me to the more remote stairway. Then she stopped, looked at me with both arms and said, "Chen Yu, you'd better explain to me."

I scratched my head and said, "explain what?"

When Zhang Qingqing saw that I refused to explain, her eyes flashed cold, and then she didn't talk to me. She turned and was ready to leave angrily. Scared, I quickly took her hand and said weakly, "are you talking about what I was under the table with Zhou qianmin just now?"

Zhang Qingqing sneered and said nothing. She obviously acquiesced to my words.

I was embarrassed to tell Zhang Qingqing what happened. I said I didn't know why. Zhou qianmin took the initiative to provoke me. I hid from her all the way. After listening, Zhang Qingqing looked at me with four eyes. It seemed that she wanted to see whether I was telling the truth or not from my eyes.

Maybe when she finally saw my eyes very clear, she reluctantly listened to me, and her expression eased a little, but she was still very angry and said that if I didn't provoke others, how could they play with me? As she scolded me, she began to scold me. As she spoke, her eyes were a little red. It seemed that she became more and more angry. Finally, she raised her right foot in thin high heels to kick me.

People who have practiced martial arts know that when someone waves his fist at you or suddenly kicks you with his feet, his body will subconsciously and instinctively dodge. I am like this now. Zhang Qingqing suddenly kicked at me angrily. I almost avoided it instinctively and directly let Zhang Qingqing kick empty.

This is the entrance of the stairs. After Zhang Qingqing lifted her foot, she lost control of her body and couldn't stand stably. Alas, with a cry of surprise, the whole person was about to fall towards the stairs.

I was also startled by the sudden accident and hurriedly stretched out my hand to pull her. But my hand only caught the skirt of her skirt suit, and then I heard a sound of tearing. Zhang Qingqing was reluctantly held by me, but we were stunned that I tore the skirt of Chanel professional skirt Zhang Qingqing was wearing.

I'll go. How can I say it's a professional dress for thousands of dollars? Why is the quality so poor? It breaks when I pull it?

Zhang Qingqing's beautiful white legs became faintly visible. The whole person was ashamed, angry and angry. He covered the breach of his skirt in embarrassment. His voice was so anxious that he wanted to cry: "asshole, I kicked you, you dare to escape..."

"If you want to kick me, of course I will subconsciously avoid..."

I'm also angry and funny now. At least her expression is much more vivid than her black and pretty face just now.

Zhang Qingqing said angrily, "I'll settle with you later. My skirt is broken. Now you think of a way quickly. Class will be over soon. If others see me like this, I won't have the face to stay here."

I have encountered many big storms and waves. Such a small thing is still difficult for me. I frowned and thought for a while, and then came up with an idea. Then I said to Zhang Qingqing with a bad smile, "I have a way to send you to the faculty dormitory, but you have to listen to my arrangement all the way."

Zhang Qingqing is a woman who loves face very much. At present, she is afraid that others will see the embarrassing image of her broken skirt. She almost promised me without thinking about it.

I took out a knife from my pocket, and then in Zhang Qingqing's surprised eyes, I quickly scared and gently scratched on the index finger of my left hand. The sharp blade immediately cut the skin, and the red blood suddenly came out. Zhang Qingqing was so frightened that she hurriedly said, "Chen Yu, are you crazy?"

"No, it's just a necessary disguise."

As I said this, I bent over and wiped the blood from my fingers on Zhang Qingqing's left ankle. Her high heels also stained a little. At first glance, people thought she accidentally sprained her left foot seriously.

After it was done, I folded the knife and took it back into my trouser pocket. Then I opened my hands to Zhang Qingqing and said with a Hei hei smile, "I'll take you back. Let's be careful. Others won't find your skirt broken. Even if we meet teachers or students along the road, we say you sprained when you walked down the stairs, I'll take you back to the dormitory."

Zhang Qingqing has no other good way, so she can only reluctantly agree.

I picked her up in the posture of a princess holding her. With Wenxiang nephrite in my arms, her charming breath drilled into my nose. That feeling is like holding your new wife into the bridal chamber. It's so cool.

Zhang Qingqing couldn't see me happy. Seeing my silly smile, she stared at me fiercely with her eyes. When I saw her look that she wanted to get angry but couldn't get angry, I was particularly proud. I took the opportunity to pinch her leg, hoping to make you fart with me.