ace sweetheart teacher

"Okay, let's go first, principal... um no, you two can do it yourself..."

Li Yuan pulled Li Feng and hurried out.

The atmosphere in the lounge suddenly froze.

"Cough cough..."

Nan Ke Cangjin coughed a few times in embarrassment, he didn't expect that Qianxunfan would play a rogue like this and mess up the mandarin ducks.

It's so strange now, although it's nothing...

"What are you coughing...you don't know how to take medicine when you have a cold. What are you doing with that prince! You have bubbles in your head!"

Changsun Bingyao thought of Qianxunfan's nonsense just now, and became angry.

The ten-centimeter-long high-heeled shoes kicked hard on the coffee table...

"Crack..."

As expected, the coffee table is out of its original position, but...

The high-quality high-heeled shoes also unexpectedly broke the heel, and by the way, Changsun Bingyao's foot twisted violently.

Changsun Bingyao's more attractive face twisted severely after putting on makeup.

"Ah!" Changsun Bingyao yelled regardless of her image.

Hold the injured foot tightly with your hand.

Nan Ke Cangjin stood aside, her shoulders trembling unceasingly, showing how much pain she endured.

Changsun Bingyao thought that she had made such a big joke, and now she has made such a big embarrassment.

She can't wait to find a crack to get in.

But at the same time, the anger in his heart rose again.

Looking for a coffee table to get discouraged actually hurt my feet.

What should we do now?

Who are you going to vent your anger on?

Now there is only one living person here.

And this person is still smiling so gloatingly, there is just a reason...

"What the hell are you laughing at! What are you laughing at!"

Changsun Bingyao yelled at Nan Ke Cangjin, and threw the pillow on the sofa over.

One!

two!

three...

Nan Ke Cangjin didn't even move her feet, but moved her shoulders a little, and easily avoided the attack of Changsun Bingyao's pillow.

There was still a faint smile on his face, but the schadenfreude in the smile was almost unbearable.

"Bastard! My old lady, I was smeared so badly by that dead prince of yours, yet you still smile so happily!"

Changsun Bingyao was already on the verge of going berserk.

The twisted foot was already red and swollen, and when she moved slightly, Changsun Bingyao gasped in pain.

"My mother is fine at home."

Nan Ke Cangjin slightly adjusted her emotions and said as calmly as possible.

Hearing Nan Ke Cangjin's words, Changsun Bingyao's hands rubbing her feet were given a hard pause, and there was another burst of severe pain.

Looking up, Nan Ke Cangjin saw Changsun Bingyao's anger, and took a step back in embarrassment.

In the next second, Changsun Bingyao stood up with all her strength!

There is a tendency to kick Nan Ke Cangjin away!

It's a pity... the injury on her foot made it an honor for her to have a close contact with the floor!

Changsun Bingyao was very annoyed, thinking that she was going to make a fool of herself again, but she did not expect to catch her firmly with both hands.

"You... you let go, take your salty pig's trotters away from my old lady!"

Changsun Bingyao looked at Nan Ke Cangjin who was catching her, blushed and said loudly.

"Don't always be an old lady, your age on your ID card isn't that high..."

Nan Ke Cangjin looked at the sky and shook her head helplessly and said, but she didn't intend to let go of her hand.

"I'd better take you to the infirmary first, or your feet will really turn into pig's trotters."