National School Prince Is A Girl

"Teacher, I don't want to, beg you, don't let me call my parents, I really have to work hard to learn."

"Stupid child, what I am talking about now is not learning. You understand what I mean."

Bo Ji stopped his steps and there was a black left in his throat.

Can not appear directly, the skateboard at the foot moved.

It’s a loud door!

"Who?! Who is there?" A middle-aged man came out from the inside, as if he was afraid of being discovered, and looked around.

Of course, Bo Jiu will not let him see his figure, the tall back of the back against the wall, the light faint.

When the girl saw the skateboard that appeared, she suddenly looked up and looked at the end of the corridor.

Is it... Bo Jiu?

The middle-aged teacher narrowed his eyes: "It seems that today is not suitable for talking anymore. You should go back to class first. As for other things, I also advise you not to talk in front of everyone. Otherwise, you know that there will be What are the consequences. Students should study hard and talk less. The most important thing is that they should not be defiled. The teacher should also prepare lessons. Go."

"Yes." The girl took her transcript and her fingers trembled while walking.

When she saw the person behind the wall, her nephew suddenly became bigger.

"Why don't you go?" the teacher asked behind her.

The girl saw the clean, light teenager pressing her thin lips between her lips and making a snoring move toward her.

The teacher raised an eyebrow: "Li Mengran?"

"No teacher, I want to say, I remember everything you said." Li Mengran turned around and forced himself to smile.

The teacher did not continue to move forward: "I will know that you are a smart child."

Smart?

It is weak.

Li Mengran clenched his hands.

Pretend to take steps without any problems.

The teacher also turned around and closed the door of the office.

At this time, Bo Jiu came out. He looked down at the girl with red eyes in front of her eyes and handed her a lollipop. The mouth smirked: "Is it a bad mood, sorry, the skateboard is out of control, hit. It’s time to hit something."

Li Mengran knows that the teenager is solving for himself.

She thinks that one of the current ones will not know Bo Jiu.

The prince who skated through the campus.

He is free and easy, handsome, gentle, like light.

Li Mengran is stupid and knows that there is no such thing as skateboarding.

But what the teenager heard, will solve the problem for her.

It’s just that kind of thing, it’s too hard to say.

Li Mengran was holding her hands tightly. After a long time, she said: "I didn't do it, I don't want it."

"I believe."

Almost the next second.

The teenager said these three words.

No hesitation.

These are not anything.

It is the next sentence.

"A person, fighting against these, is it hard?"

Li Mengran has no way to describe the feeling of hearing that sentence.

too long.

More than twenty days.

She seems to be on the same day.

Teacher Yang knows that her character is weak and her performance is always the same.

Such a thing.

She doesn't know how to tell others.

She even feared that she said, someone would say, you see, that person has a bad grade and seduce the teacher.

She is too afraid of some gossip.

Those popular words.

Almost hurt more than a real knife.

Therefore, she dare not say.

Nothing dare to say.