Chapter 37 Beat the Teacher

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Xiao Tian slept like a dead pig this night. If Xia He hadn't pumped 90 and eighty times in a row on his face, he would not have woken up at all. No wonder he first had a life-and-death battle with a C-level battle. Although the battle process was not very long, it also drained all his spirit and physical strength. Then in order not to let the inspiration from the battle fade away, he endured his fatigue to practice. He tossed around most of the night and didn't go home to rest until early in the morning.

This guy couldn't open his eyes halfway. He saw a door kicking open and went inside. As a result, he kicked open a hair salon with special services. The heavy makeup still can't hide the vicissitudes of life. When the little sister saw someone kicking the door, she was still a little angry, but when she saw that she was a beautiful man, her excited old chest trembled and her breath became heavy on the spot.

"Ah, little brother, come on, inside, please, we haven't been to such a small guest as you, hehe..." Behind it is a long series of laughter.

Xia He was not polite at all. First, she slapped her a few times, and then dragged Xiao Tian out of the hair salon. When she left, the pair of resentful eyes inside seemed that everyone had several generations of reincarnations with Xiao Tian. The coquettish veins in his eyes made Xia He, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, flee on the spot.

This is not over yet. After leaving the hair salon, Xiao Tian shook dozens of meters, and then fell down on the street and fell asleep. Xia He didn't care about it, but when the ninety-nine car roared past Xiao Tian's head, she couldn't calm down. If he is allowed to lie on the road and sleep like this, the most suitable contractor in history will be killed by a car. Not to mention other influences, she can't afford to lose her face.

Finally, the poor death sister gritted her teeth and became the size of an ordinary person. She showed her real body and set up one arm of Xiao Tian, helping the young Xiao Tian all the way to the west like supporting an old man who was about to die. Xiao Tian was usually dishonest, and even more dishonest when he fell asleep. As he walked, he raised his hand and slapped Xia He's buttocks, making the latter scream several times.

I finally got home and threw Xiao Tian to ** like a dead dog. Xia He herself was also tired and panting. I, the god of death, was really unlucky enough to work as a laborer for my contractor! Looking at Xiao Tian's quiet face and messy bangs, Xia He couldn't believe that there was such a big gap between this beautiful teenager's bones and appearance.

"Good morning, Xia He, did you sleep well last night?" Xiao Tian, who had just woken up, yawned and greeted Xia He.

"Good sister!" Speaking of Xia Heqi last night, how could he give Xiao Tian a good look?

"What, didn't you sleep well last night... Huh? Why am I bare?" Only then did Xiao Tian find that he was bare all over, and he didn't even have trousers, just like last night on the street, from head to toe.

"Your clothes stink. I took it to the garbage can outside. If you want to, go down and pick it up. It may be too late."

"I..." Xiao Tian suddenly became speechless. It's true that you are death, but you are also a woman. Isn't it your specialty to wash clothes for your husband? Well, although I'm not your husband, don't you live together? Why do you see each other like this?

"Well, since you took off my clothes, why didn't you wash them for me by the way?" Xiao Tian didn't care about Xia He's presence and directly lifted the blanket on his body and walked down.

"Let a god wash your clothes? How dare you think about it!" Xia He picked up a broom and threw it over.

What's wrong with God? God doesn't have two thighs and two breasts. Is there any difference from women? Well, you really feel better..."

"Bang!" Before he finished speaking, Xia He slapped him directly, but Xiao Tian's understanding of space became stronger. Xia He's slap did not contain any profound techniques. Xiao Tian directly knew where Xia He was going to fight according to the slight fluctuation of the space--in fact, it was not so troublesome. Xia He beat him every time. Face, this is no exception. Such a simple thing can only be known by space ability--so the guy jumped and twisted, and the man pointed a white buttocks at Xia He in the air. The slap did not fall on his face, but hit him on the buttocks!

"If you want to touch me, I'll say it directly. I'll close my eyes and lie there to make you abuse enough. What kind of sneak attack?" Xiao Tian said with a big smile.

"No, I have to kill this shame today!" Xia He was completely furious and imprisoned Xiao Tian on the spot with a wave of his hand. Then he waved the broom and flew up by himself and twitched Xiao Tian's white buttocks. Xia He didn't keep her hand at all this time. Every broom went down, she would bring a blood mark and screamed. The little boy next door who was crying for candy in the early morning was so scared that he didn't dare to squeak.

"Okay, Grandma Xia, I don't dare anymore. Give me a break." Xia He beat this guy repeatedly and begged for mercy, but the pain is second. The key is that she can't afford to lose this person. A hot little beauty holds a broom and slaps your buttocks. What's the matter? And this beautiful woman has learned to be smart, not only to play, but also to record with her mobile phone! This last one really killed Xiao Tian. If Xia He posted this video on the Internet, I would be ashamed. I don't know that his feat last night had already made him hit on the Internet. The various doors of Shenma's "bea | photo door" and "take off | clothes door" are simply weak compared with last night's video.

"Grandma Xia? Is my mother so old?" Xia He smoked more happily.

"No, no, you are not old at all!"

"Bang!" Bang!" Pa!"

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The "domestic violence" storm lasted for half an hour before it came to an end. Xiao Tian was still a little sleepy. After tossing around for half an hour, he suddenly became energetic and energetic.

"Clear water, I'm coming!" This guy has been late for a long time, and the school gate is closed, but this little thing can't defeat him at all. He jumped over the wall like an ape.

Not yet arrived at Class 8, but as soon as he got to the stairs, Xiao Tian was shocked, because the corridor was full of people, and many people were still holding flowers and some exquisite gifts.

What's the situation? Do you know that my brother came to class to meet me at this time? However, I don't need to bring flowers to greet me. I'm not a girl, and I don't like this thing.

"Make way, let me pass!" Xiao Tian said helplessly to the many flower givers who filled the stairs.

"What? Want to jump the queue?" The heroes were immediately indignant: "Did you see it? So many people are waiting to confess to Huaifeng. Do you understand first and then?

"That's right, you look like a piece of shit. You don't have to think about it. I'll filter you first!" A good man who was as tall as a bull-headed horse looked at him.

"······Grass!" After holding the boss for a while, Xiao Tian only said such a sentence. Then he lifted his body and did not walk the stairs, so directly stepped on the smooth stair railings and ran up like this. When he met the corner, he kicked directly against the wall, changed his body in the air, and continued to step on the thin railing of his arms and look up. The heroes' eyes are straight.

In the classroom, the smart Chinese teacher reads the textbook weakly: "This poem expresses the author's anger, and his long-term depression makes him..."

There is no one to bird him at all, because the window is also full of flower suitors. If you give these people some masks, it will be a scene of biochemical crisis.

The students of Class 8 talked about it, chattering, and no one paid attention to the bald teacher who recited scriptures on the podium.

"Li Kai, who do you think these people are waiting for?" Wang Lei poked Wang Lei in the back with a pen.

"Dad, don't poke my spine!" Wang Lei turned his hand over and gave it to Li Kai and said angrily, "Do you needless to say that it must have been transferred for our beautiful woman. This Chu Huaifeng's charm is really extraordinary."

"Chu Huaifeng is indeed beautiful, and not only beautiful, but also temperament. You know, she always gives people a feeling like a spring breeze. Don't mention those people, even I want to chase her."

"Wait up. It's class now, not the vegetable market!" Finally, the Chinese teacher was unwilling to be ignored. He revolted on the spot, smashed the table, and the sudden sound made the classroom quiet for a short time.

The bald teacher successfully attracted everyone's attention again. In full view of the public, he cleared his throat and said, "Let's see what this class looks like!" Do you know what this place is? This is the school, and the place where you sit is called Classroom! This is not the vegetable market. It's buzzing in class. What are you doing? Do you want to rebel? This is clear water..."

The bald teacher's righteous words quoted the classics, shaping the historical allusions of China 5,000 years ago, and the human development plan 10,000 years later, from molecular atomic quarks, to the vast void of the universe, and even mentioned the aircraft carrier, training the students who beat chicken blood in the classroom like a chicken blood. He was dejected.

"However, I also understand the mood of the students very well. After all, the teacher is also a classmate. The teacher is also young and has experienced your era, so the teacher still understands some things very well." After the bald teacher scolded everyone to commit suicide, his words suddenly changed: "Ha ha, Huaifeng is really excellent, and no wonder you can't calm down. If I were 20 years younger, I would have made a decision like you!"

What? At this point, the students were stunned. These words should not be said from a teacher. What on earth do you old man want to say?

Hmm? Teacher, what do you want to do? Geng Peng's eyes narrowed.

The next moment, the bald teacher did something that everyone could not forget. He actually pulled out a large bouquet of flowers from the hole of the podium table and walked towards Chu Huaifeng!

Wan! The behavior of the bald teacher suddenly caused an uproar, and you old man should do something to your students!

"Bah! I said that this teacher is too shameless. He is too old to hit Chu Huaifeng's idea. The other side is bald like this, and he has the courage to come over?

"Grass! I remember that the Chinese teacher has a son and a daughter. What does it mean to send flowers to Chu Huaifeng? Do you want her to be the mistress?"

"It's still a teacher, it's really shameless!"

The scolding sounded, almost overturning the top of the classroom. Geng Peng snorted coldly, stood up and waved his hand. The noisy classroom suddenly quieted down. He slapped the table and asked coldly, "Teacher, what are you doing!"

"I..."

Before the bald teacher finished his words, there was a sound of exclamation outside the window. It turned out that Xiao Tian directly stepped on the heads of those people and approached the classroom, steadily through the window and landed.

Hmm? At the first glance of landing, Xiao Tian saw the bald teacher with flowers, and his face suddenly became cold: "Teacher, what are you doing?"

"I send flowers to a classmate..."

"I don't respect the old!" Hearing that he was really going to send flowers to Chu Huaifeng, Xiao Tian strode up, grabbed the flower, reached out and held the teacher's bald head and smashed it down on the table, banging the desk...