Chapter 310 : The Silver Knight: The Little Ghosts Who Made Mistakes
"Yes, Yan Yeyi, Mr. Yan told me that you should be punished as you should for what happened in school. I don't think I can cure you yet."
The principal suddenly walked up to Yan Yeyi very proudly, and looked down on Yan Yeyi with his height that only reached Yan Yeyi's chest, smiling evilly like a scheming eunuch in charge.
As expected, as soon as Yan Ye heard that person, his face turned into a storm.
Hey, I'm so helpless, old principal, I can't guarantee that my restraint will be effective.
I grabbed Yan Yeyi's sleeve and looked at the excited Yan Yeyi with a fake smile.
Master Yan, just give me some face, impulsiveness is the devil!
"Yan Yeyi, wake up on your own, tell me all your sins, and you all should wake up on your own."
Teacher Yan Jia circled around us and finally stopped next to Yan Ye
"Fight!" Yan Yeyi said impatiently, shaking his legs like a gangster student
"Han Qing" Teacher Yan Jia stood in front of me again and looked at me without refutation.
"Squirting...but that was just an accident." I rolled my eyes and tried my best to refute for myself that the fact was really an accident! You can't blame me.
"What else?" Teacher Yan Jia gave me a wary look and stared at me with a cold snort.
"Fight!" I lowered my head aggrievedly, okay! I still can't hide.
"Hey, Lanqing, are you fighting?" The lifeless Xianke next to me looked at me excitedly as if he had seen something of great interest.
"I...I didn't mean it." Did I do it on purpose? It only took two days for me to return to my original shape, but...I really didn't mean it!
"Who did you fight with?" Teacher Yan Jia actually asked.
"Why should I say that?" Really, why didn't Yan Yeyi ask more questions? I curled my lips dissatisfied.
"Say!" But Teacher Yan Jia didn't let me go. She shouted coldly, which made me tremble.
"In the wine, and... and him." I gritted my teeth and squeezed out a few sounds from the tip of my tongue, then tilted my head and looked at Yan Yeyi
Thinking about me, I got angry. Yan Yeyi was still a little sore after being hit by that guy a few times. Thinking about it, I grinded my teeth a few more times and glared at Yan Yeyi fiercely.
(Sixteen with disheveled hair, holding three sticks of incense, floated by, muttering: Forgive the typo of Sixteen, I know this is more serious than a heinous crime
It needs to be one level higher... ugh... 16 is uneducated--)