Li Rui didn't kiss him because he didn't dare. He was afraid that teacher Zhang's backhand would be a big slap, and then he scolded "you can do this, I'm a teacher, you hooligan!", That's not the way movies are.

With Zhang Qing's temperament, it is impossible to turn passivity into initiative and perform the drama of dry firewood and fire. Beautiful fantasy, and here is reality.

So Li Rui drew back, looked out of the window and said, "it's a good day today."

Zhang Qing's voice rang out gently: "install."

"Look, there's a moon out there." Li Rui did not give up and continued.

"You keep pretending."

Li Rui coughed: "that, I didn't mean to."

"Manslaughter is also homicide. Is it unnecessary to sentence?" Zhang Qing's tone is very cold.

Li Rui's heart pounded, but he still pretended to be calm: "Mr. Zhang, I'm just 18 years old. Let's not worry about this little thing, OK? Let's smile as if nothing happened

Zhang Qing pushes the door open and goes out. Li Rui is ignored.

Looking at her angry back, Li Rui felt at a loss. How to do? I have no idea.

After a while, Li Rui took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Zhang Qing, to the effect that we are a man who will be responsible. Then he laughed and left.

Since the atmosphere is so stiff, just make a joke to ease it. Anyway, who is Mr. Zhang? He was a university professor, a goddess with excellent appearance, figure and family background. She was known as the teacher of Jianghua, and Zhao Ling, together with several colleagues, went out on behalf of a hospital.

Wang Ke arrives at the station and prepares to meet Ke shanyong and more than ten students in his class.

Yang Wu holds Mr. Yang and slowly gets on the bus.

Ma Donglai, Ma ye, Lu Zhao

Lots of people, the trunk full of presents.

When I received that call at the beginning, people hardly believed it.

But if it is him, what is impossible.