I can give the origin of all things

Just think about the almost perfect Xiaoya in my mind, but being crushed by an ugly man who is described as ugly, sloppy and unwilling to change his clothes, with protruding nose hair, yellow teeth and bad breath...

Su Huanqing couldn't help shivering, and even felt a little heartache.

Maybe a little nosy.

But it is really irresponsible to ignore Xiaoya knowing that she is sick and not love.

She will not be happy like this.

"Mr. Wang, the next class is physical education, look..."

Just as she was thinking about it, a middle-aged female teacher in her 30s came over with a slight smile on her face, and stopped in the middle of her words.

"A gym class?"

Su Huanqing thought for a while and said, "Tell the physical education teacher that he has stomach cramps today and needs to go to the hospital for hanging water. In this physical education class, we should take the Reiki analysis class. After all, the Longmen exam is approaching. It's also for their future, um, for their own good."

"Thank you, Teacher Su."

The female tutor got her wish and left immediately full of relief.

But Su Huanqing thought for a while and said, "By the way, Teacher Zhang, please call Zong Xiaoping for me later, please."

Instructor Zhang responded.

After a while, a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, who seemed quite capable, strode in.

Zong Xiaoping, the third year of Yunmu High School, the monitor of the elite class, is also the well-deserved number one in the school.

His father is the vice president of the Martial Arts Association, so it can be said that he is a real source of family education. He has followed his father to practice legendary kung fu since he was a child... In Yunmu High School, his strength is almost the best.

He asked, "Mr. Su, did you call me?"

Su Huanqing said: "Recently, a group of students transferred from outer cities will temporarily join our class. Do you know about this?"

Zong Xiaoping nodded, and he asked: "Is it a transfer student from Qingzhou City? I heard my father mention it... It seems that Qingzhou City can no longer provide a venue for the students to practice, so the students are scattered and borrowed, and Our Yunmu High School also has a group."

"There is a male student inside, remember to take good care of him for me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Huanqing couldn't help but shook her head and said, "No, no... Forget it, it's okay, you can go, it's okay."

No matter how unbearable that person is, he is Xiaoya's fiancé after all. If I just teach him a lesson without asking, I'm afraid Xiaoya won't forgive me at that time, and what right do I have to forcibly interfere with others? matter?

Just thinking about it, it's certainly a pleasure to do this, but wouldn't it be like provoking Xiaoya...

It's up to the owner to beat the dog.

It was too inappropriate for someone to teach him a lesson.

I have to come in person, uh...in person...

Don't be rude, be gentle.

Feel his bottom first, find out his length, and then try to find out where his limit is.

Be gentle and take it step by step.

If he is just poor but motivated, then it is up to Xiaoya to decide.

But if he is lazy, lazy, greedy and lustful...

Then find a way to make him feel ashamed and retreat.

Although listening to Xiaoya's tone, nine out of ten it is the latter.

I heard that the man is very poor, and his family has nothing but a house of [-] square meters...

Well, if you are so poor, you must have a lot of pressure to match Xiaoya.

As long as he is a bit ashamed, he should also know that he is ashamed, and when the time comes, he will take the initiative to retreat, perfect! ! !

After all, I heard that the most taboo thing for a man is to be said to be soft.

And besides having a house of [-] square meters, what else does Xu Lingjun have?What else does he have?

No... isn't it just [-] square meters?

Su Huanqing, who was still living in the school dormitory, couldn't bear the pain and covered her chest with her hands.

Knead lightly.

Then it became more painful.

She murmured: "Isn't it just relying on the shadow of your parents, otherwise you don't even have a house, hmph... What kind of skill is it to rely on your parents, thinking that you can marry a charming, well-educated, gentle and virtuous beauty with a single marriage contract? Let me tell you, this matter is not feasible with me, Su Huanqing."

Well, my Xiaoya can't be bound by a mere marriage contract.

Zong Xiaoping, who had just walked out of the room, couldn't help but startled, and then left as if nothing had happened.

What did he hear?

engagement?

Doesn't work?

At this moment, in Zong Xiaoping's heart, a 300 million-word family ethics drama was instantly arranged. A money-greedy father forced his daughter to marry another man for the sake of a mere house.

The poor girl was unwilling, unwilling, but powerless to resist.

So she had to come out to work early, just to be financially independent... Otherwise, with Teacher Su's ability, how could she be so humble as a high school teacher?

At the very least, she has to enter the four major colleges.

What did she ask me to do?

Could it be that she wanted me to help her repel that man... Oh yes, she said it was inappropriate...

It is not suitable.

If I shot directly, wouldn't it be disrespectful to her father, and when her fiancé was beaten up by a student, she would also lose face. Beating a dog depends on the owner, right?

Teacher Su's face can't be ignored.

Zong Xiaoping couldn't help clenching his fists, his breathing became short of breath, and he was trembling with anger, but he still couldn't feel any warmth in this cold weather.

When will this evil old society come to an end... When will the old ideas of feudal superstition be completely broken?

No, I have to take care of this matter.