Vicious cannon fodder rolls over every day [Quick Transmigration]

Said so narrowly.

The water glass in his hand hit the foot, and the hot water spread everywhere, scalding Ruan Yao's instep.

Only one of his shoes was undone, and the white instep was completely red.

But Ruan Yao didn't seem to be conscious, he just stared blankly at the man, and it took him a long time to find his voice in a panic and confusion: "Wen... Teacher Wen?"

The tone was obviously firm, but after the murderer's face was revealed, everything seemed absurd and unreal like a dream.

"How is it possible, it's really you."

Wen Siyan pressed the brim of his hat, and the smile on his lips widened: "Ah, why can't it be me, classmate Ruan."

"I said we'd meet again soon."

He happily leaned into Ruan Yao's ear, and said word by word in that elegant tone that is used to bewitching people: "The teacher never breaks his promise."

The muscular arms casually embraced the limp body of the young man, Wen Siyan hummed and hugged the unconscious young man, raised his eyes with a smile and glanced at the camera that was recording everything.

Wen Siyan opened his mouth and silently said something to the camera.

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