Chapter Seventy-Three: Molested
When Ye Moshu was thinking about the three ultimate questions of philosophy, he suddenly felt a pain in his head, and he was about to get angry, which Diao people dared to fight me!
As a result, when I looked up, it was the hot girl who claimed to be my future homeroom teacher who knocked on my head, and I couldn't help but be intimidated.
After all, before the crossing, Ye Moshu was a person who had been studying for nearly 20 years from kindergarten, elementary school, to junior high school, high school, and college!
Except for the college counselor who looks like an angel, the homeroom teacher at other times is a terrifying creature!
Even after a few years of healing in college, the shadow left by childhood, even if it comes to the other world, it still can't be changed for a while!
#倩δΊε! This sister paper is actually my future homeroom teacher#
#ηδΈ»δ»»ε―ζ―δΈηδΈζζζηζͺη₯ηη©, it is said to be Godzilla's humanoid #
#ι£ε―ζ―θΏθ΄η·ι½δΈζ’εηε―ζη©η§ε, pro#
"Little one, what are you thinking about?"
La Mo poked Ye Moshu's head with the leather whip in his hand, and said a little old-fashioned.
"Report, report, report, report, teacher, I didn't think about anything just now!"
The deep terror in Laiyi's heart has completely dominated Ye Moshu, and at this moment, Ye Moshu is already trembling and incoherent.
"Poof!"
When the hot girl saw Ye Moshu's performance at the moment, she couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling, but she immediately returned to a serious expression, of course, her heart was happy at the moment.
"Haha, Chen Xiaoying's guy said that his daughter-in-law was going to come to my class to study, and asked me to take care of it, and I thought it was a beauty, but I didn't expect it to be such a cute little guy! Ha ha! Fun and interesting~"
Although she has a good impression of Ye Moshu in her heart, the hot girl still looks cold, and says to Ye Moshu: "Little guy, my name is Ming Su and ask, what is your name?" β
Ye Moshu: "Report to the teacher, my name is Ye Moshu"
Mingsu asked, "What is Ye Moshu?" β
Ye Moshu: "It's me... Forehead... Probably... I don't know! (Crying)
Mingsu asked, "Can you eat Ye Moshu?" β
Ye Moshu: "... No!!! β
Mingsu asked: "Then what do you want to do in the night!" β
Ye Moshu: "I (bow my head) I don't know"
Mingsu asked, "What do you want you to do?" β
Ye Moshu: "......"
Mingsu asks (scratching his head): "Who are you?"
Ye Moshu (cautious): "I, I'm Ye Moshu." (glances up)
Mingsu asked, "What is Ye Moshu?" β
Ye Moshu (crying): "No, it's nothing..."
Mingsu asked: "Since this is the case (with a big wave of his hand), then don't want this name, let's change the name!" β
Ye Moshu: "......" (wow, crying)
Mingsu asked (glanced at it, looked up at the sky at a 45Β° angle, and said in his heart: Is this crying?) "Don't cry, little one! β
Ye Moshu: "Woo woo woo (β―_β―)"
Ming Su asked (waving his hand): "Alas, I can't help but laugh~"
Ye Moshu: "Can't help but laugh?!" β
Was it just kidding me?
I'm being molested?!
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PSοΌ
A certain bad guy: Hello everyone, I'm the author's friend, the author is sick, take a day off!
Shuai than the author: You play Kai, don't shout, this Shuai can also code words!
A certain badass: Can you still code words? Doesn't your back hurt anymore? Did you just pretend?
Shuai Bi author: Of course it's pretended, otherwise how can I let you let go of this Shuaibi? Forehead...... Wait, don't come here, my back still hurts! Don't, help! Recommended tickets and tips, come and save me!