Chapter 180

If it's 196 that's left, it's time to worry.

Hearing Yang Wanli's words, No. 196 seemed relieved a little, but he still looked back step by step and walked out for half a day. Zheng Quzhi sat on his two hundred legs, almost nestled in his arms. He couldn't think of it. He held it for a long time, hoping that the Dean could quickly educate Yang Wanli and roll away quickly.

"What are you doing?" Yang Wanli's voice suddenly rang out.

Zheng Quzhi's eyelids jumped and looked out.

Outside, the Dean did not know when to stand beside Yang Wanli, holding Yang Wanli's chin and staring at Yang Wanli like a prey.

Zheng Quzhi suddenly had an ominous premonition. As expected, the next second, the Dean bowed his head and gnawed at the past. Yang Wanli turned to the beginning, and the president's mouth stopped on his face.

"It's not cute." The president raised his face with a smile, picked up Yang Wanli in one hand and fell on the sofa, pressing down at the same time. He looks old, but his strength is still very big. Yang Wanli is a bookworm who only knows how to study hard. He exercises less and has little strength.

Soon, the Dean took Yang Wanli's clothes.

When he went down, he felt cool. Is this Dean a gay? Or is it not taboo for men and women? If 196 had a relationship with Yang Wanli, would it be difficult to escape this difficulty?

Girls at least have hymen, rape will leave evidence, but boys and those who do not have hymen have no protection, who knows what they have experienced?

Yang Wanli's cry of despair and anger sounded outside, and the Dean had already taken off his trousers. Zheng Quzhi clenched his teeth and rushed out as soon as his head was hot.

He is mean, but not inhuman.

The waist was tightly held by people. He turned back to scold, his mouth was tightly covered by a cool hand, and his cool breath was sprayed in his ears: "don't interfere, don't change the trajectory here."

Zheng Quzhi is frozen, Wei Yan?

Zheng Quzhi shivered and did not dare to look outside. He hung his head and did not know what he was thinking. He did not move for a long time.

Yang Wanli's voice gradually weakened and became a desperate sob and forbearance. The president has been talking about meat, holding Yang Wanli to several places.

From sofa to desk, from desk to chair

It wasn't until an hour later that the noise outside began to subside. The music on the radio was turned off, there was a rustle of clothes, followed by the president's voice with a smile: "186, you can go back, today you and 196 can be exempted from three penalties."

Zheng Quzhi raised his eyes and looked out.

"What! Hate me? " The Dean drooped his head: "196's figure is so good! With so many people of her age, she is the most developed. I really want to taste her taste. "

On the ground, Yang Wanli was lying on the ground, naked all over, with ambiguous traces on his body. He had no response. After hearing the president's words, he moved slightly.

"Don't touch her Don't touch her... " His voice was hoarse and ugly.

"Be obedient. Of course I will be gentle with you." The Dean tied up his belt, squatted down and pinched Yang Wanli's chin, and with a smile he bowed his head, "if you don't listen, you two will serve me together. I don't mind! If you like, you can do it with me

"Beast! Madman Yang Wanli was excited and his eyes were red.

The president also firmly held him, his voice sank a few degrees: "do you want to see more crazy?"

Yang Wanli shook and did not speak.

"That's what I'm told! I like you boys best The president stroked Yang Wanli's face with satisfaction and lowered his head slowly.

This time, Yang Wanli didn't hide.

Zheng Quzhi recollected his eyes in disgust, felt the temperature behind him, and his heart settled down slightly. Before long, the dean and Yang Wanli both left, and the office became quiet again.

Two hundred moved, released Zheng Quzhi and pushed the cabinet door open. The beautiful breath from the outside is instantaneous, and the light of 200 eyes is slightly cold.

"Wei Yan?" Zheng Quzhi's hoarse voice sounded behind him.

Two hundred facial expression does not change, still full of dull look back: "elder brother, who are you calling?"

"Don't pretend to be you." Zheng Quzhi pursed his lips and took out the broom hidden under the cabinet, "I know it's you."

Two hundred scratched his head, innocent eyes with some doubts: "brother, I don't understand what you are talking about."

The eyes of two hundred people no longer go out. What happened just now was too shocking. For a moment, he didn't care about Wei Yan.

He thought it was just child abuse, but he didn't expect that rape was involved. Thinking of this, his eyes slightly heavy, want to go out of the desire is stronger, he must report this ghost place!

"You two! What are you doing there? "

A rough voice came, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps. His back suddenly hurt. Zheng Quzhi snorted and looked back.The bald man glared at him fiercely before: "hurry to work! Dare to be lazy, when we are dead, right

Two hundred quietly catch up, next to Zheng Quzhi, is still the pair of people before the round pinch flat look.

***

at the end of the day, Zheng Quzhi hardly looked at him. Different from the previous alienation, this is totally ignored. No matter how tight 200 followed him, he ignored it.

In the afternoon class, Yang Wanli has returned to the classroom.

Zheng Quzhi couldn't help looking at him several times. His eyes were red and swollen. He should have cried. Wearing short sleeves, the exposed arms and neck show ambiguous traces.

He sat alone in the corner with his head down and didn't know what he was thinking.

"199, why are you distracted again?" The Dean stopped teaching suddenly and looked at Zheng Quzhi.

Zheng Quzhi raised his eyelids to see him. This man seems kind and kind, but actually he doesn't know how abnormal he is. He is a man or a woman, even a child.

Looking at Zheng Quzhi for a moment, the smile on the president's face stopped: "199, what do you mean?"

As soon as the voice fell, a man went to Zheng Quzhi.

With a pain in his waist, Zheng Quzhi came back to his senses and raised a smile: "Dean, it's nothing. I'm just thinking about the question you just raised."

Seeing this, the dean's face recovered with a smile: "then tell me, what did you think of?"

"Nothing." Zheng Quzhi touched his nose, seemingly embarrassed.

Fortunately, the Dean has always been tolerant of him. He just nodded and let him go. Because of this incident, Zheng Quzhi has gained many other people's attention.

There are still some people left before class. What kind of games should they play. Yang Wanli and No. 196, who were supposed to stay, didn't read their names. Zheng Qu knew what the reason was. He was a little complicated.

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