The green-shirted shadow had a smile on her face. Chang Le's anger did not displease him. Instead, he stared at her curiously. His lips were as graceful as peach petals, and he said with a smile but not a smile: "Little bastard, I haven't seen you for many years, you have such a bad temper."
It’s become more intense, let the teacher see, the buttocks seem to be rounder and the breasts have grown bigger!”
After the Qingshan Ying finished speaking, everyone was in an uproar, but everyone was used to it. He was such a perverted person, but he always had a perverted mouth, and everyone had never really seen him get along with any woman.
At first everyone thought he was a big pervert, but as time went by, everyone understood that this was a guy who only made thunder but never rained.
All in all, it was because he was senior, powerful, and the head of the First Academy of the Empire, so all his actions were regarded as advantages.
Even the way he was staring at Chang Le with lustful eyes at this moment made everyone envious that he could be lusted after by such an elegant and handsome man, but it was their dream that they wanted to lust after him, but he still wouldn't do it!
Changle glared at everyone present. These people were really bad guys. They didn't even think it was a problem to be raped by this perverted old man. She really wanted to open their heads to see what was inside.
"As a teacher, especially the head of the school, you should know what it means to be a role model, right?"
Before Chang Le finished speaking, suddenly, at the corner of the tree-lined road, a white figure walked over surrounded by a group of beautiful girls.
Who is this handsome man with all white body and picturesque features if not her ex-fiancé King Jing?
At this moment, Chu Changan raised his eyebrows and saw her as soon as he raised his eyes.
And she was being held in the arms of Qingshan Ying, whose black hair was still pressed tightly against her snow-white neck. The way the two of them were holding each other was really indecent.
"Shameless!" Chu Changan was so angry that his whole body shivered, his face was as gloomy as ink, and the women around him all stared at Changle with disgust, all of them gloating about his misfortune.
At this time, Qingshan Ying suddenly let go of his hand and looked at Chang Le with a pair of eyebrows that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. There was a special meaning in his eyes.
On the opposite side, Chu Changan had already walked over coldly, his eyes as cold as sharp edges, like needles piercing Chang Le's skin, "Do you still have any sense of shame? In broad daylight, what did I do before?
Didn’t you realize you were so mean?”
Chu Changan was very angry. For him, although he and Changle had broken off their engagement, Changle was still his fiancée. This was a fact that had not changed for many years.
His woman hugs and cuddles with others in public, does he still have any dignity and face as a man?
At this time, he only felt a bright green cuckold put on his head, and the people around him looked at him with mocking smiles. He was so angry that he stepped forward, staring at Chang Le like an eagle.
Changle's eyes narrowed sharply. This was the first time Chu Changan had scolded her. He scolded her without understanding the matter. It seemed that she was right to cancel the marriage.
At this time, the figure in the green shirt behind her still raised her enchanting eyes gracefully, approached Chang Le ambiguously, smelled her hair, and then smiled as if her whole body felt comfortable: "Well! It smells so good! Prince Jing
Your Highness, do you want to hear it?"
Chu Changan was even more irritated at this time, but Qingshan Ying was a highly respected expert in the empire. Even the emperor and Xu Huangwei respected him. As a prince, even though he was angry, he could only grit his teeth coldly.
However, just because Qingshan Ying couldn't offend him didn't mean that Chang Le couldn't scold him.