These girls, after graduating from junior high school, have no news of them. Ye Jian doesn't think about what she really wants to do to them, but she doesn't have to do it.

Ye Ying holds up the frightened he Jiamin and sits down on the bed. Her eyes flicker slightly and look at Ye Jian. There is a faint smile in her eyes.

What a time to come! I just don't know what's going on with mom.

"Ye Jian, when can you be satisfied?" Ye Ying sneered, not only satisfied, but also determined.

She patted and lowered her head to cry, he Jiamin, and said softly, "let's make the villain proud for a while, and rest assured that she will cry soon."

There is a lot of information between words, which is not afraid of Ye Jian's knowledge.

Now that she has returned to school, Ye Jian has already made psychological preparations. Similarly, she has an idea in her mind about how to deal with it.

Why is Ye Ying not afraid? Oh, just because of my parents!

Lightly and coldly hooked the corner of the mouth, the eyes looked at the excessive and determined Ye Ying in a dark way, the cold color emerging from the deep pupil faintly mixed with a trace of violence, and gave Ye Ying a cool and thin smile, whispered: "OK, and see who can laugh to the end."

The same insistence, the difference is that Ye Jian's insistence is based on her own self-confidence.

Seduce the teacher? How can such a big thing be just a play of sun Dongqing's mother and daughter.

In the face of Ye Jian's shallow smile, he was calm from the inside, and ye Ying's eyelids in his heart were suddenly jumping for several times, and his heart began to panic.

He clenched his fist tightly, and ye Ying pressed the corners of his mouth tightly.

Don't be afraid, don't panic! She has a mother and a father Ye Jian, the dead girl, has nothing! What does she take to fight with herself? Why does she fight with herself!

As long as Mr. Ke is allowed to testify, he is absolutely safe. The girl who died must have lost her reputation. In the future, she can only live on her face!

Think of here, the flame of the withered leaves is burning again, disdainfully take back his sight, bow his head, gently comfort he Jiamin.

Tan Wei and Xie Sifeng did not dare to stay in the dormitory. They found an excuse to go back to the classroom and read books, and left in a hurry.

In the classroom, there are more than twenty students. About ten boys are gathered together and don't know what they are muttering.

Sitting in the middle was a boy with a zit on his nose. He was holding a physics book in one hand and pressing his voice. He said mysteriously, "guess what I found today."

When students write love letters to teachers, they arouse all the interest of the boys who are ready to move in their youth. They stare at the boys who are still deliberately ticking their appetite and excitedly say, "fuck, do you want to guess? Love letters, of course. "

"Come on, let's see the love letter Ye Ying wrote to the teacher She must have written a lot of good words. Come on, read it out quickly, and we can learn from it. "

In the roar of laughter, the love letter Ye Ying wrote to the teacher was clear with the boy's voice. After reading it out, all the boys and girls sitting in the classroom knew it.

"Whoa, whoa, this love letter is well written. If you are blue sky, I am white cloud, you are mountains, I am a tree."

"Is it written by Ye Ying? It seems that they are all copied from Zhiyin magazine."

"Shit, boy, you dare to see a bosom friend! Be careful of being criticized! "