It's impossible to love again, at least not today.

"Go back to class, don't disturb us eating snails!" The deans, administrators, and presidents of the various departments began to join forces to chase people out.

However, it didn't work, the students would rather feed themselves here than endure the tempting scent of class.

In the end, the headmaster, who had nothing to do with this group of cheeky students, gave them a snail with a smile.

"Give, give me..."

Looking at the snail handed to him by the head of the department, the boy asked excitedly.

"Take it, just one." The head of the department smiled and said, "Don't ask me again after eating." ”

"Okay, okay."

The boy trembled and stretched out his hand to take the precious snail.

There is a field snail the size of half of his palm, the carapace is shiny, flashing with tempting soup, the snail mouth is fed to the mouth to suck a mouthful, the ** soup suddenly gushes out of the snail, the fresh and spicy stimulating taste, covering the mouth in an instant, making him unconsciously sink into the rich taste sensory world.

After sucking the soup, I took a sip of it, and the snail meat wrapped in the carapace and soaked up the soup was sucked into my mouth entirely, and my teeth touched up and down, and I remembered the clear sound of chewing.

The snail meat is tender and chewy, which is simply addictive.

In the blink of an eye, a snail entered the stomach.

"It's incredible..." The students, who refused to let go of the soup stained on their fingers, sighed in unison after licking their fingers again.

Not only because the snails are delicious enough, but also because this delicacy has exceeded their imagination, and the gorgeous and colorful taste sensory experience makes them feel like they have a dream, which is very unreal.

In this world...

How can there be such delicious food!

It's not enough, one is not enough at all, and even stuffing between the teeth is too cold.

The taste of snails is too unpredictable and addictive.

So, Mr. Principal, who was immersed in the delicious taste of snails, found out afterwards that there was a huge shadow above their heads.

Look up, oh, good fellows, the students have surrounded them.

"After saying goodbye, one for each person, they all dispersed and went back to class!" Mr. Executive said coldly with a solemn face.

The headmaster looked at the few snails left in the pot, and quickly reached out to divide them, leaving a basin with a soup base.

Taking a sip of soup, the burly mecha owner who is a very tough guy has a red lip that is extremely incompatible with his complexion, and said coldly, "Look, it's gone!" ”

The implication is that we have finished eating the snails, and you can really disperse this time, what should you do?

I thought that if I said this, the students would obediently disperse, but the truth was-

"Teacher, do you still want this soup?" One of the students pointed to the basin with only the soup base left, and looked at his director with sparkling eyes, with an expression of giving me the soup.

In fact, he didn t want to give it, but he actually wanted to drink it himself, and the words of refusal came to his lips and swallowed back in the bright eyes of the student, and he nodded with difficulty, with an expression of you take it.

Alas, it's still too soft-hearted!

But she can't be blamed for this, the main thing is that the student's appearance is really pitiful.

His eyes were glowing green.

Pitiful, pitiful!

"Lao Liu, you..."

"Oh!"

Before Mr. Principal could finish his sentence, the students burst into cheers, followed by "Thank you, teacher", "Teacher, you are so nice", "Teacher, my favorite is you", and so on.