President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Leng Ting frowned, "Is there a scumbag in your family?"

Boy: "..."

"It's the kind of hot chicken bad man!!" Leng Ting explained again.

But it's okay if you don't explain it, once you explain it, boys don't understand.

"My daddy loves me very much. He often lifts me up and plays games with me. My grandfather and grandfather are gone, but they are both good people." The boy obviously didn't know how to answer Leng Ting's question.

"Then do you know how to deal with bad guys?" Leng Ting changed his other hand to support his chin, and looked at the boy with a confused face.

The boy finally had a problem he could control, and immediately patted his chest, "Of course I know."

"Then tell me."

"A few days ago I saw my grandma beating a villain. My grandma thought I was asleep, so she beat the villain on the balcony, but I saw the whole process. I heard my grandma tell other mothers-in-law in the community that the villain is very bad... Do you want to fight villains? I can teach you."

The boy immediately perked up.

Leng Ting curled his lips, "It's not you who taught me, it's us working together."

Boy: "..." Girls are troublesome.

"How do you beat a villain?" Leng Ting blinked his big eyes, like a porcelain doll, and the boy looked a little embarrassed, his face was red like two little apples.

"I need a shoe, as well as cloth and needlework." After the boy finished speaking, he looked around, as if there was nothing they were looking for.

"We can use the teacher's shoes during the teacher's lunch break. As for the cloth and needlework... I know the principal's office has them. Why don't we go to bed at noon, and when the teacher is not paying attention, let's go... okay?"

When Leng Ting revealed his plan, the boy was a little scared.

Is it too dangerous to take the teacher's shoes and go to the principal's office to steal the sewing kit?
"If you don't dare, forget it, but don't betray me, I will go by myself."

"Who says I don't dare. Mommy said, a man should not be timid and afraid of getting into trouble." The boy's eyes were firm, and although he was a little guilty, he couldn't beat Leng Ting in a fight, so he couldn't be cowardly.

Leng Ting nodded at him, "Then we will..."

When the lunch break came, Leng Ting and the boy's crib were next to each other. When everyone fell asleep, Leng Ting poked the boy's face with his hand.

"Go and distract the teacher, we will gather at the door of the principal's office."

The boy nodded hesitantly, what should he do if he regrets it now?

The boy took a deep breath, but he still didn't dare to speak. Seeing this, Leng Ting curled his lips and slapped him hard on the face.

"Ouch."

The boy cried out in pain.

The teacher immediately looked this way with concern.

"Korean, what's wrong with you?"

"I... Teacher, I... I have a stomachache, can you take me to the bathroom?" The boy didn't want to say it at first, but seeing Leng Ting's shining eyes, somehow he forgot to be afraid, to forget hesitated.

"Stomach pain? Is it serious?"

"It's not serious, teacher."

Han Yu shook his head, his heart was trembling at the moment.

The first time I did this, I was really scared.

"The teacher will take you there. Everyone else lie down and rest."

After the teacher finished speaking, he walked out of the classroom with Korean.

One of the other two teachers was in the office, and the other was sitting by the window. When the teacher went out with the Korean language, Leng Ting got off the bed with a low waist, and slipped out of the room quickly while the other teacher was not paying attention.

At the door of the bathroom, Han Yu covered his stomach and whispered, "Teacher, I can't pull you out at the door. You should go back first. I will go back by myself when I finish pulling."