Queen's favorite

Chapter 41
She stuck out her tongue and licked the blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

The long-lost bloodstain...

I haven't had this bloodthirsty smell for a long time.

"Mediterranean" thought she was just an ordinary bad student. After the slap, he felt puzzled and wanted to slap her again.

only--

His hands stopped abruptly in the air.

because--

After the slap just now, the air has been in a state of silence.

There was no so-called crying, no angry arguing.

The girl in front of her was eerily quiet.

For some reason, "Mediterranean" was so frightened by the quietness that a chill rose in his heart, so that his hands were raised in mid-air and suddenly stagnated.

After all, she is just a bad girl, and she will definitely be expelled for school violence now, and he can't even think about winning this year's year-end award, his good reputation for many years will be ruined by this girl!

The more "Mediterranean" thought about it, the more angry he became, and the anger oppressed his rationality, making his second slap even more aggressive.

The girl's head was beaten to one side, her face was red and swollen, her broken hair covered her face, and covered her devilish red eyes.

She shot neatly, and calmly took over the wrist that "Mediterranean" threw down!
Slowly, she turned her face around and raised it slowly, her eyes full of rebelliousness.

Sneering, disdain, and a suffocating coldness all filled her icy eyes.

Xia Chuqing, Mo Luoluo and the "Mediterranean" in front of them shuddered suddenly.

Because... those eyes are completely devilish red.

Bright as blood!

The girl raised the corner of her mouth coldly, raising a bloodthirsty arc.

"Wang—Sheng—Ming!"

She gritted her teeth, and the name "Mediterranean" came out word by word from her mouth.

People who can beat her Yi Zhantong, she will never make them happy for 5 minutes.

Although "Mediterranean" was afraid, but with so many people, he couldn't lose his identity as a teacher in front of the students. He pulled his wrist vigorously, but found that this girl's strength was terrifying, and he was so angry that he cursed directly, "Who You are allowed to call me by my first name, do you still want to get slapped?"

"Humph--"

Yi Zhantong slammed his wrist aside, her earlobe moved slightly, and then the corner of her mouth suddenly raised, kicking "Mediterranean" to Xia Chuqing's side, Xia Chuqing's whole body was " Mediterranean" suppressed.

"Yi Zhantong, you don't want to live..."

"Mediterranean" cursed and looked at Xia Chuqing who was under her, and was startled.

"What happened?"

Outside the door, the dean came in with a few security guards. As soon as he broke in, he saw the scene of "Mediterranean" pressing down on the students. He suddenly felt helpless, then angrily covered his eyes, and kicked "Mediterranean" hard on the leg , Angrily said: "Mr. Wang, what are you doing?"

Wang Shengming suddenly realized that he had been swayed by this girl, enduring the pain, leaning on the table legs, and stood up in embarrassment.

Yi Zhantong snorted coldly, then turned around, with a miserable face, crying pitifully: "Director, Mr. Wang, he has evil intentions..."

"Yi Zhantong, what nonsense are you talking about?"

If the crime of "obscenity" is placed on a teacher, it will definitely be criticized by everyone and scolded by everyone. You will never turn over in this life, just like being stepped into the mud and never seeing the sun.

"Director, I was slapped by him. Her clothes are in tatters. Doesn't that prove it?"

Yi Zhantong pointed at Xia Chuqing's scantily clad clothes.

(End of this chapter)