Family 22

After beating the parents, a group of people left with a bang, looking either scared or unwilling. Some people stared at the podium with secret hatred.

Bai Xun didn’t care. He had seen this kind of people a lot. Most of them bullied the weak and feared the strong. Even if he had the ability to come back to him, he would be gutted just by looking at them.

He and Xu Ye were the only two people left in the classroom.

Xu Ye folded his hands, knocked his head on the middle of the folded hands, and lay his upper body on the desk, a bit like a primary school student who was not paying attention to the class.

Bai Xun walked down from the podium, one step at a time, two steps at a time, and his leather shoes touched the cement floor, leaving a slapping sound, which was particularly crisp in this quiet space.

He stood in front of the desk and looked at the boy condescendingly: “Now let’s talk about your domestic violence.”

“There’s nothing to talk about. With his moral character, he won’t listen to anyone without giving him a beating.”

Bai Xun suddenly grasped the top of the teaching staff and stared at him, his eyes spitting fire:

“You admitted it.”

Xu Ye hadn’t realized the danger yet: “Let’s not talk about this anymore, why did you come here to be a teacher?”

Bai Xun: “I have a dream.”

Xu Ye: “?”

“Be a really good teacher.”

Xu Ye: Okay, that makes sense. I was bullied in school and bullied by my teachers, so I became a teacher when I grew up in order to prevent similar things from happening.

Barrage: “Wow, wow, he is so loving and great. I have been caught in the rain, and I just want to hold an umbrella for others.”

“You two are so weird. Bai Xun’s way to be a good teacher is to kill the bad students’ parents with a marble, and Xu Ye is still nodding his head there.”

“It is indeed a strange world. It is different from normal people’s thinking and does not follow any laws.”

“I’m a little envious of Bai Xun. I’m a hat uncle from Finland. Sometimes when I see a vicious criminal, I want to kill him on the spot, but I still have to follow the rules and bring the person back to court for trial.”

“As we all know, there is no death penalty in Finland, and the prisons are as luxurious as five-star hotels.”

“I hate it so much. I’ve been making hats for ten years and I’m about to suffer from mental illness.”

Bai Xun: “Now you are domestically abusing my student, I…”

Xu Ye was unhappy: “I was trying to motivate him. I told him nicely at first, but he didn’t listen after I told him many times.”

“returnHe said I had no strength, so why should I care about him? After a beating, I became more honest and started to learn how to do my homework. ”

“So you hit him to make him study hard?”

“Yes, he still fell in love early. He is only in the sixth grade. Is this ridiculous? I have never been in love in my whole life.” When he said the last sentence, Xu Ye had a sour tone.

A smile appeared on Bai Xun’s lips, acquiescing to this statement.

He turned around and walked toward the classroom door: “I’ll go back and get the fragments for you. Just wait here.”

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Small Theater 2: (Fan, be careful, this is a story about a single male protagonist, I don’t like to skip it)

He and Xu Ye were the only two people left in the classroom.

Bai Xun stepped closer, stretched out his teaching stick, and slightly lifted the chin of the man lying on the desk. Narrowing his eyes, he looked at Xu Ye condescendingly: “Tell me, why do you want domestic violence?”

Xu Ye was startled. Due to the posture of the two of them, from his angle, the first thing that caught his eye was an excessively slender waist. He didn’t know if it was because Bai Xun had just dealt with the parents too hard. The corners of his shirt Roll up a mouth to reveal the jade-white skin underneath.

It looks so beautiful, but I don’t know what it feels like to touch?

Thinking like this, Xu Ye did it, stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and just touching it was not enough, so he rubbed it carefully a few times.

So soft~

Bai Xun gritted his teeth, looked at the claws that suddenly appeared on his waist, and said word by word: “Don’t want your hands anymore?”

The above content is for entertainment purposes only and is purely fictitious.

I’m not feeling well, so I’ll resume my second update tomorrow.


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