"I don't! Woman, you are not qualified to make demands of me." Han Yixuan put his hands in his pockets, raised his head and glanced at Ye Ziqing, but there was an unswerving look in his eyes.
tenacity.
"Okay, you said it yourself." Ye Ziqing glared at Han Yixuan and bit her lip angrily, as if she had made up her mind.
Then, before Han Yixuan could react, she strode to his desk, and then slammed the schoolbag, textbooks, and some high-tech products in the hole in his desk to the ground.
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Ye Ziqing's movements were almost done in one go, which almost made everyone in the class dumbfounded, but they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
How bold is this girl? She dares to provoke Han Yixuan! Now she really has no good consequences.
"You..." Han Yixuan couldn't help being angry, but in front of so many people, he couldn't get angry at Ye Ziqing.
"What am I? What I call it is to treat others with their own medicine." After Ye Ziqing took a breath, she couldn't help but feel happy!
"Woman, you provoked me yourself, so don't blame me." Han Yixuan suddenly walked up to Ye Ziqing, and then said something incomprehensible to her ear.
"..." What does he mean by this? Is he trying to deal with me?
But before Ye Ziqing could think about it, the teacher had already walked in with elegant little steps and a textbook under his arm.
Oh! Oh my God! It’s another middle-aged woman teacher who is in menopause!
Ye Ziqing couldn't help but lament silently in her heart, couldn't Shengyi inject a little youthful vitality?
"What's going on?" The teacher looked at Han Yixuan in surprise, then at Ye Ziqing, and asked the two of them in confusion.
But this time, the two of them had a surprisingly tacit understanding. No one opened his mouth to explain, but just glanced at each other with distaste, as if they were waiting for the other's answer.
"Where's the monitor? Please stand up and tell me what's going on." Seeing that neither of them answered, the teacher felt a little embarrassed.