Quickly wear the sinister villain, let go of my tail

Lin Panyu felt dizzy and dizzy. The class monitor and study committee member Robin behind him hurriedly supported Lin Panyu, the head teacher who was almost collapsed.

Lin Panyu replied weakly: "Okay, police comrade."

By the time Mo Yuan and the others came out of the police station, it was already dark.

Because of what happened today, the class teacher Lin Panyu personally sent them home and asked them to rest for a while before returning to school so as not to leave any psychological trauma.

"You two should take a good rest during this time, don't think too much, and take care of your health!"

"Okay! Thank you, teacher."

Lin Panyu looked at the backs of the two people and rubbed his forehead with a headache. What is going on?

How could the fate of these two students be so unfortunate? One lost both his parents, the other's mother was killed by his biological father, and he was abused by his stepmother. It's really heartbreaking.

Although the school had done public relations as quickly as possible, the news still spread widely on the Internet.

"Oh my god! This is so scary. Just because you can't get the love you want, you hire bandits to kill someone. How can someone so young have such a vicious heart?"

"That school is not immune to disasters. That girl just transferred in and something like this happened to her. She is so unlucky."

"If you ask me, the most unlucky ones are the couple. They were in a good relationship, but then a psychopath came out and made things difficult for them."

"Fortunately, the police arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

The school also issued a swift announcement to expel Sun Miaomiao and never recruit her again.

Afterwards, a generous compensation was paid to the victims, Mo Yuan and Song Guo.

Song Guo, who was recuperating at home, was so happy when he received the compensation that he was at a loss. He turned into his original form and figured out how to hide it secretly so that he could buy two more bags of snacks.

008 also urged Song Guo: [Xiao Guoer, hide the money quickly. Don't let the villain confiscate it. We must have our own small treasury.] That man will not have his own private money.

Song Guo thought it made sense and asked 008 to give him an idea of ​​where to hide it.

But he died before he could accomplish his mission. When Song Guo was trying to find the Xiangjiang compensation money hidden inside the sofa through the crack, a big hand took the compensation money away.

Song Guoma was stunned. Where is his small change? A Yuan, give me back my money.

The small and cute furry squirrel grabbed Mo Yuan's clothes and jumped onto Mo Yuan's arm, trying to get the money back.

Mo Yuan calmly changed his hand. Song Guo was furious. He ran to Mo Yuan's shoulder and slapped Mo Yuan's cheek with his paw pads, performing the Foshan Shadowless Kick.

Mo Yuan felt a slight pain on his cheek and laughed: Even when he was angry, he couldn't bear to stretch out his sharp little claws. How could he be so cute?!

Mo Yuan easily grabbed Song Guo's little paw and kissed it again and again.

The wet feeling from the claws made Song Guo struggle to escape, "Chiji, chiji."

Don’t kiss its paws, they are wet and uncomfortable.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak." A Yuan, can you please give me back the money?

Although Mo Yuan couldn't understand the squirrel's language, it didn't prevent Mo Yuan from understanding it. After all, the eyes of a certain little squirrel who didn't know how to hide were glued to the compensation money he was holding.

Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows, spread his hands, and pretended to be distressed: "My dear, be obedient! If you use the money, you will buy snacks randomly, and then you will get a stomachache. I will feel bad. So I will keep this money for you."

What he meant was that there was no room for negotiation, and he would confiscate the money. Song Guo felt lost, curled up on the sofa, mourning for the money that had left him.

Mo Yuan looked at the lost one and stroked its fur skillfully, "Okay, let me make three rules with you. As long as you pass the Chinese language test, I will return one third of the money to you and you can do whatever you want with it. How about that?"

Song Guo pulled the big tail back from Mo Yuan's hand and swung it at Mo Yuan's face.

It’s too difficult to pass the Chinese exam. In the final analysis, Yuan just doesn’t want to return the money to me.

Never mind. I'd rather not have it. Yuan will buy me snacks anyway. Song Guo gave up struggling completely.

008 looked at Song Guo who was under Mo Yuan's control, and felt sad. When will his cub be able to turn the tables and control the villain?

Today is another day of worrying about my baby.

Song Guo, who was self-disciplined at home, succumbed to the intimidation of her strict academic lover. She wrote the Chinese test paper with dark eyes, and dared not say anything, just like a wronged young wife.

Don't ask why. The reason is that Song Guo's mouth is still swollen.