Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Who knew! If I had known that I wouldn't have come to report so late, they said that the other instructors would be fine, and we were the only ones who sent such a vicious instructor.

What does he want to say, he won't scold people directly, don't, it's not good to make such a beautiful girl cry.

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The instructor walked over, and Meng Yutang had already stood up.

Why don't you leave yet?

Meng Yutang's eyes were clear, and his brows were curved: Teacher, I have difficulty moving, and my movements are slow.

The instructor glanced at her feet.

A pair of pink and white shoes on the feet, the side of the shoes is the brand's LOGO - M.

He is still quite sensitive to shoes. He has seen this pair of shoes before. It is a limited edition worldwide and only 100 pairs will be produced. He saw this pair when he was about to give it away.

I have to say that it is really good-looking, in line with the aesthetic preferences of little girls.

But he was a little surprised that this little girl would have a pair.

This pair of shoes has been fried in the circle for a while because it is too expensive, but people who are not in the circle will hardly know the existence of this pair of shoes.

In the same circle?

Meng Yutang watched him stare at her shoes for a long time, then lowered his head.

This pair of shoes was given to her by Huo Yu'an, she has never worn them, two days ago when she was going to come to school, Mu Feng quietly packed some of her daily necessities in Jinyuan and let them quietly send them in.

Today I touched it and put it on, it was given to her by Huo Yu'an on her birthday last year.

Today is her birthday, and she wears it after a year.

The instructor withdrew his gaze and looked at the girl in front of him. He had just returned to Fengcheng not long ago, so he was not very familiar with some things here.

Don't make excuses, go back quickly, you have disturbed our training.

Meng Yutang looked at him, his skin was a little dark, it should be exposed to the sun all the year round, he looked away and was about to leave, but when he turned around, he saw a black mark on his neckline and left shoulder...

Meng Yutang subconsciously stopped, and the next moment he leaned over and stretched out his hand to pull the instructor's left sleeve.

She had premeditated, because her movement instructor's neckline slid to the left, and the tattoo immediately appeared in Meng Yutang's sight.

The instructor turned around subconsciously, grabbed her wrist with one hand, and pinched her neck with the other.

Ah! came a soft exclamation from behind.

The instructor really knows how to beat people.

The instructor was taken aback, seeing the pitiful and aggrieved girl in front of him, and let go of her hand.

Teacher... I just... didn't stand firm...

All subconsciously helped you...

The instructor didn't notice anything, and watched her frown.

His action was subconscious, self-defense, and before his brain could react, his hand had already been stretched out.

Immediately withdrew his hand, his hand was full of rough calluses, pinched the girl's delicate neck red, even though he didn't use much force.

Let's go now.

Meng Yutang came back to his senses and walked out slowly, limping.

The instructor glanced at her back and immediately retracted his gaze and walked back.

What are you looking at, continue!

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When Meng Yutang came out, his eyes darkened, and he wanted to find a computer when he found time.

As he was walking forward, he raised his eyes and saw a familiar head shape, a green stubble cut.

Meng Ling?

Two men were walking into the teaching building with him.

What Mu Feng said last night appeared in her mind.

You will find out tomorrow.

After thinking about it, I probably understood something.

Meng Yutang stood there and took out his phone to look at it for five minutes, then put the phone back in his pocket with a happy smile on his face.