Both of them felt dizzy, and they staggered up slowly, looking at the posture of preparing to fight Yang Qingfeng to the end.

"You..."

Liang Xinghui only opened his mouth leisurely at this time.

"Be serious, don't be vexatious. ”

The two of them were like mice meeting cats, and although they were full of reluctance, they quickly withdrew their hands.

The whole class looked at Liang Xinghui with wide eyes, and some people were already speculating about Yang Qingfeng's tragic ending in their hearts.

"Yang Qingfeng, it's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Liang Xinghui. ”

Liang Xinghui stepped forward and stretched out his hand, smiling all over his face.

Yang Qingfeng glanced at him, didn't bother to pay attention to it, and sat down by himself.

The people in the private room looked at Liang Xinghui's hand fixed in the air, the atmosphere froze, and everyone looked at Liang Xinghui in fear.

The look in Liang Xinghui's eyes changed several times, and finally smiled.

"Yang Qingfeng, you can play, eat and eat, tonight is our treat. ”

This is too murderous!

The cake in Yang Qingfeng's hand was about to be put into his mouth, and with a snap, he threw it on the table, stood up slowly, and looked directly at Liang Xinghui.

Most of the people in the class had a light in their eyes, and it was wonderful, and this kid who transferred to their class was so arrogant that he was up to the top of their class.

The atmosphere was condensing, and everyone didn't dare to come out.

In the end, Yang Qingfeng spoke first.

"Shiyu, do you want to go?"

"Hmm. ”

Manshi breathed a sigh of relief, nodded hurriedly, and ran to Yang Qingfeng's side.

Liang Xinghui's eyes were filled with rage, which was a naked slap in the face.

Who here doesn't know that he Liang Xinghui chases barbarian poetry, but the kid in front of him is the woman he likes in front of him.

"Are you fucking looking for death?"

Meng Wanli roared, and several tall and strong boys in the room immediately stood behind him, looking at the posture, they were ready to beat Yang Qingfeng in a group if they didn't agree with each other.

"What are you doing here? Do you want to fight in front of me?"

Barbarian Shiyu stood in front of Yang Qingfeng and said angrily.

"Boy, you come out from behind a woman in a bullish manner, what kind of ability is it to stand behind a woman?"

Yang Qingfeng ignored Meng Wanli's words, stretched out a hand, hugged the willow waist of Man Shiyu, and with a force, Man Shiyu exclaimed in surprise and fell into Yang Qingfeng's arms.

Man Shiyu raised her head in panic and wanted to ask what was going on, but her red lips were blocked by Yang Qingfeng in the next second.

"Uh-huh—"

Barbarian Shiyu stretched out her hand in a panic, wanting to push Yang Qingfeng away. In the back, it was like flirting and scolding, and the little hands were crawling wildly on Yang Qingfeng's body.

The most important thing in this world is people who don't think it's a big deal to watch a play.

As the youngest and most beautiful teacher in their school, Manshiyu has more admirers than just those on the surface.

How many boys are there in this class, and how many times have I secretly thought about it in my heart.

Some late nights, because of barbarian poetry, how many of his children and grandchildren have been killed with his own hands.

These are all uncertainties.

So in the private room, there were bursts of wolf cries and romantic moans of girls.

What girl doesn't have a spring, all girls have expected themselves to experience such a romantic moment.

Yang Qingfeng let go of Manshiyu, who still had the face to look around, and buried his hot little head deep into Yang Hao's arms.

"It's not a good thing, but I like it, and I like poetry.

Yang Qingfeng had a smile on his face, and his tone was relaxed.

"Wow, that's so handsome, I can't stand it. ”

"Well, I feel like I'm going to suffocate. ”

"I want to...."

....

Yang Qingfeng's slightly perverse posture caused the girls in the class to completely ignore Liang Xinghui, who they loved so much in the past, and looked at Yang Qingfeng with bright eyes.

Yao Bingzhong shouted in his heart: I found out, this kid definitely has a big background, otherwise he wouldn't be so arrogant.

Thinking like this, it was not only him, but also Liang Xinghui, whose eyes were about to breathe fire.

"You're looking for death, give me..."

Meng Wanli's eyes erupted with fire and he roared, but was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Let's go !!"

Liang Xinghui was angrier than anyone else, he felt like his chest was about to burst, and the air he breathed was about to burn his nasal cavity.

But he was never a reckless man, and forbearance was a skill that his father had taught him since he was sensible.

"Brother Xinghui, this..."

"I said let's go!!"

Liang Xinghui looked at Meng Wanli with a murderous gaze, and Meng Wanli was shocked.

Liang Xinghui and more than a dozen people around him quickly left the private room.

Only then did Yang Qingfeng gently push away the man's poetry that was already completely powerless and lying in his arms.

The people in the room, how could they miss such a good opportunity to make a noise.

"!! together"

"!! together"

"!! together"

....

Man Shiyu's face turned red, he didn't dare to raise his head at all, stretched out his hand to hug Yang Qingfeng tightly, and buried his little head in Yang Qingfeng's arms.

Everyone suddenly felt that their cheers were so redundant, this should have been a concubine for a long time.

They all felt a handful of dog food slapping in their faces.

After more than ten minutes, the people in the private room calmed down some of their emotions.

"Classmate Yang Qingfeng, tell me how you caught up with our homeroom teacher?"

"Yes, it's only been a holiday, and our fairy-like teacher was chased by you. ”

"You didn't transfer here just to be with Teacher Man, did you? ”

....

"How did you catch it? Ask yourself what you are a teacher. ”

"Teacher Man, how did Yang Qingfeng catch up with you?"

"Yes, although Aomine-san is very handsome, I'm not bad. ”

Yao Bingzhong's words made the entire private room burst into cheerful laughter.

"If any of you ask more, I'll check his winter vacation homework tomorrow and redo all the unqualified ones. ”

"Ahh

"Yes, not only to hurt our hearts, but also to our bodies. ”

"Woo... I'm going to transfer to the school where Oba is the homeroom teacher. ”

...

The crowd made a fuss for a while, and then they didn't make any more fuss.

After all, Liang Xinghui and they are all gone, and it is not a matter for them to stay here. So after packing up, they parted ways at the gate of the new dynasty.

Because it was still very early, Manshiyu proposed to go out for a walk, and Yang Qingfeng readily agreed.

After shopping for a while, Yang Qingfeng suddenly reacted, and the barbarian poetry seemed to be a little unhappy.

Because Barbarian Shiyu always walked with his head bowed in front of him, and he didn't talk much.

"What's wrong?"

"Not really. ”

"Why don't you speak?"

"I don't want to say it. ”

Yang Qingfeng stopped in place, carefully thinking about whether he had provoked the barbarian poetry, but after thinking about it, he didn't seem to have it.

"I shouldn't have you off, did I?"

"Nope. ”

"Whew, that's good. ”

"You're big!! you wooden man!!"

The sound of the barbarian poetry with a crying voice sounded, and he was ready to run.

Yang Qingfeng hurriedly grabbed her and turned her body around.