I'm afraid this teacher is really crazy!

Is she her family open this world? Let whoever you want to dominate?

They are so middle two, they don't dare to think about it like this! This woman doesn't look like a second girl, why is she crazy like this?

The old people at the door who didn't know what to put on were "......"

This time, the descendant of the surname Jun, I'm afraid there is really something wrong with my brain!

You don't have to look at the brain department, you don't have to go to the psychiatric department, they already know it!

Bai Jiao: "......"

I almost believed it!

A group of people looked at her speechlessly, and they didn't want to speak.

Only the night was when he heard this.

His lowered eyes shook for a moment, but in an instant they turned silent.

It's just that the big hand on his knee slowly rubbed his fingertips.

Delusion?

always felt that he seemed to have seen such a scene somewhere.

However, it is too vague to be recognized.

With that in mind, he shifted his gaze to the table in front of him, the smoking ceramic teapot.

I don't know what to think.

He actually reached out and picked it up, poured a new glass, held it between his hands, and played slowly.

After a while, he came to his lips, pecked lightly, and took another sip, and drank a cup of tea.

And there is also a suspicion of renewing the cup.

Look at the system, and the eyeballs are about to pop out.

No, is this night's brain broken?

Didn't you shy away from this demon tea just now?

Why are you drinking it again?

What's going on?

What's wrong?

Why can't it see it, hey!

After a while.

Bai Jiao was speechless, and laughed out loud.

And the laughter grew louder and louder, and even louder, and even worse, the tears of laughter were about to flow out.

And his laughter made Teacher Si reach out and scratch his ears, look at him, and say solemnly:

"Don't laugh, make noise, laugh again and I'll beat you!"

The vicious, fierce tone made Bai Jiao's laughter come to an abrupt end.

But he still looked at her a little breathlessly.

"You said such a ridiculous thing, and you still don't make me laugh? No, where did you get the confidence and courage to say such things—"

…… It is also a very distressing thing to tell the truth but no one believes it.

Teacher Si, who doesn't want to talk any more.

Ignored the bear boy Bai Jiao and the old people at the door.

Holding a teacup, drinking tea and reading the album, I went.

The natural and leisurely little appearance, the old people who provoked it directly blackened their faces, and their sideburns jumped suddenly.

One of them, an old man in Tang costume with a very hot temper and a cane, shook his hand and pointed at Teacher Si, as if he wanted to scold.

"You-"

"Ahem—"

But no sooner had the old man opened his mouth than he heard a cough.

He paused and looked to the back of the classroom.

met the warning eyes of the young man in white.

The old man's breath was choked, and finally he snorted lightly and stopped talking.

Standing closest to the old man in Tang costume, another old man on crutches smiled, as if he spoke very kindly:

"Teacher Jun, can we have a few separate conversations with His Royal Highness the Night King?"

"Please."

Teacher Si waved his hand without raising his head, very carelessly.

Her attitude made the old man's eyes twinkle.

Again, I feel.

This time, the descendant of the Jun clan treated His Royal Highness the Night King too casually and casually.

In other words, I didn't take it to heart at all, and I really didn't care if he stayed or not.

Could it be—