Chapter 15

Jiang Ci paused his fingers and frowned

The photo was taken secretly when he took the little girl out of the classroom. The girl's back covered in school uniform only showed her slender legs, and she was obediently led by him.

Ma Bowen: Can you recognize this? You shouldn’t stare at other people’s legs all day long, it’s so slutty! Brother Hang (I’ve rubbed it, do you have more sexy legs photos? Please share it immediately)

Jiang Ci's expression became colder, and for the first time, she was inexplicably annoyed by this kind of daily joke between boys.

It shouldn't be Ji Xia. I remember that this kind of green tea hang is the most annoying type of girl Ci Ge has been a child since he was a child.

Jiang Ci's little boy is his ex-title deskmate Xiao Shaoyu said in the group, and then he posted a second post, condemning him, although he is not our level flower, but his sister-in-law. Little Ma, you really dare to fantasize anyone, you are cold / Smile / Smile

Zhao Hang replied: What's wrong with green tea? It's just that girls who pretend to be pure on the bed are more exciting. I'm interested in little green tea for a day or two. When I was in my first year of high school, I saw her being picked up by a nanny car all day long. I thought her family was a little bit from her and didn't dare to be tough. I recently learned that her mother was the mistress of a well-known wealthy businessman. She just had an illegitimate daughter. To put it bluntly, even if she was raped, her family would have to suffer a lot and she had no place to cry.

Zhao Hang always speaks without restraint, and he is full of straight male cancer. Ma Bowen feels a little uncomfortable when he looks at this line of text. Even if he is not the girl his cousin likes, he shouldn't say this behind his back.

Just as I was about to defend my step-by-step, a cell phone ringtone suddenly rang in the quiet classroom

Ma Bowen was stunned for a moment, watching the English teacher who was writing hard on the blackboard turn around angrily, looking towards the sound source with murderous look on his face.

Zhao Hang, turn off the phone silently, don't disturb me sleep. Jiang Ci raised his hand and threw it over, hitting Zhao Hang's head diagonally in front of the aisle, with a snap

Ma Bowen suddenly tightened his anus, and it sounded like he was hitting it hurt.

Zhao Hang! Hand over the phone! The English teacher's face turned red, his chest was so angry that his hands were rising and falling, and his hands pointed at Jiang Ci again. Get out of the corridor together and stand together!

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Brother Ci, what are you doing?! Zhao Hang, who had just been confiscated his cell phone, was full of anger. As soon as he left the classroom, he asked Jiang Ci depressedly

Jiang Ci was very sleepy and felt tired even when leaning against the wall. The afternoon sun shone through the shadow of the tree and made his light-colored pupils even colder.

Slide your hand and press the wrong number

Zhao Hang believed and half doubted, always thinking that something was strange, but he was a little scared of Jiang Ci and did not dare to complain. In a speechless manner, he saw a familiar figure walking from a distance.