"What's the matter? Song Sitian, why haven't you left yet?" Brother Nie's calm voice appeared, and I was helped up by a pair of big hands.
"Oh...it's okay...I was about to go out and saw this school girl slipping." She lied hesitantly. I was so angry that I couldn't speak. I just felt the pain and tears falling down.
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"Is this really the case?" Brother Nie was very doubtful and glanced at Song Sitian with his sharp eyes, making her tremble all over.
Song Sitian rushed over and grabbed my hand. It seemed like she was just holding it, but in fact she was squeezing it hard. "Isn't that right, elementary school girl?"
No matter how stupid I am, I knew she was threatening me, but when I saw the remorseful look on her face, I probably didn't expect this, right?
So he nodded, "I was not careful..."
"You can go." Brother Nie's cold voice instantly froze Song Sitian's blood.
The look of admiration in her eyes turned into sadness, and she let go of her hands and looked at him sadly.
"Want me to repeat?" He narrowed his eyes and looked at her.
"I'll leave right away, don't be harsh on me, okay? I'm afraid..." Song Sixian pursed her lips, looked pitiful, and turned to leave.
Watching her disappear, I was immediately picked up and walked into Class 12. Immediately afterwards, the door was firmly locked.
I was placed on a soft couch, surrounded by the scent of roses.
It turns out that this is a very luxurious room with only four tables, all made of precious wood.
The stool is not a stool, but a soft couch like a sofa, covered with thick rose-colored cotton cushions. When you sit on it, your buttocks will sink into the soft couch.
Brother Yu told me before that the classrooms in St. Ermoth are divided into ordinary rooms for 40 people; standard rooms for 30 people; deluxe rooms for 25 people; super deluxe rooms for 10 people; and luxury aristocratic rooms for 4 people.