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Chapter 963 One Day as a Teacher

Maybe it's because he grew up next to a father like Qiao Hong all the year round.

Qiao Tong had long forgotten what fear was.

He can only bear the pain, and then silently turn the pain into a reason for him to live.

But at that moment, he was feeling fear.

Like when he was a child, hiding in the shadows and watching Qiao Hong whip his mother.

Qiao Tong didn't dare to look at Chu Zheng after speaking, but just hugged her tightly.

Will she dislike herself? Will you hate yourself? Will you still like yourself?

Qiao Tong didn't know.

Don't want to know either.

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Chu Zheng knew very well in his heart that Qiao Tong would not be a good person, after all, the word blackening was not just talking.

"Don't do these things again." Chu Zheng patted him on the back: "Did you hear me?" ”

"Teacher, don't you think I'm ...... Isn't it bad? He also wanted to be clean and be a good student in her eyes, but he wasn't.

He's been stuck in the mud for a long time.

Once struggling.

It's a pity that his strength is too small.

No one could pull him.

So he might as well put down roots in that quagmire.

But......

Just as he was about to do so, she appeared.

She can easily take herself out of that filthy quagmire, and she can also beat herself back again with a word.

Qiao Tong was inexplicably nervous, and unconsciously clenched Chu Zheng's clothes.

Chu Zheng let go of him a little, and the young man also let go of her, and the two looked at each other.

She didn't speak.

Just kissed him.

He was pressed against the table and kissed him for a long time.

It was so long that Qiao Tong thought he was going to suffocate to death.

Chu Zheng let him go: "Hurry up and eat breakfast, I'm late for class." ”

"Teacher?"

Chu Zheng looked at him: "What, do you want me to feed it?" ”

Qiao Tong shook her head, and the corners of his mouth were raised for a while, revealing a very subtle smile, she didn't hate herself.

With this realization, the tight strings in Qiao Yun's heart instantly relaxed.

He pulled out a chair and sat down for breakfast.

Chu Zheng sat casually, didn't eat, and looked at him.

Qiao Tong to the end

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It's the first time I'm in love, and I'm embarrassed by Chu Zheng, so I hurriedly finished eating and went to change my clothes.

Before going to class, he took out the sheets from the washing machine and dried them.

"Teacher, I'm leaving."

"Hmm."

Although Qiao Tong lives here, either Chu Zheng goes first, or Qiao Tong goes first, and they never go out together in broad daylight.

Although there were also teachers living in this building, Qiao Tong was very careful and was never found once.

Qiao Tong took his schoolbag and walked to the entrance.

After a while, he walked back and leaned over to kiss Chu Zheng on the face: "Teacher, see you at school." ”

After speaking, Qiao Tong immediately turned around and changed his shoes and left.

Chu Zheng tapped his fingertips on the table a few times, and took out his mobile phone to call: "Find me a few people." ”

"What is the boss going to do?"

"Do you believe me when I say murder?"

“……”

The other party was silent.

In the middle of the morning, the kite got up, the chair rubbed against the ground, and there was a stabbing sound.

"Don't worry, don't kill." Where is the use of finding someone to do it.

"Okay." On the other side, this should be done.

Chu Zheng hung up the phone and stood on the balcony to look down.

Just as he saw the young man walking out slowly, he seemed to feel something, and raised his eyes to look up.

Far away, Chu Zheng couldn't see his expression clearly, and only felt that he should be happy at this time.

Hatsukite retracted his gaze and glanced at the sheets hanging on the balcony.

She thoughtfully went back to change her clothes and go to school.

During class, Qiao Tong was obviously much more serious.

Eyes always fall on him.

Of course, Chu Zheng felt that he didn't listen to what he had to say at all.

It's just that he doesn't sleep in class, but looks at her intently.

Chu Zheng didn't care, let him see.

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"Brother Yu, don't you think something is wrong with Qiao Tong?"

Meng Yu turned around at the front table and talked to Meng Yu.

Qiao Tong used to either sleep or write and draw by himself in class, and he didn't pay attention to what the teacher said.

Meng Yu bit the pen and looked at Qiao Tong.

He propped his chin on one hand and looked in the direction of the blackboard, his expression unchanged from before, as if he was just looking at it boredly.

Meng Yu followed his line of sight, and Chu Zheng was standing on the side of the podium.

"Listen to your class." Meng Yu kicked the front table.

The front desk scratched his head and turned back to continue the lecture.

Meng Yu looked at Qiao Tong again, and he still maintained that posture.

Chu Zheng was no longer on the podium, and she walked down, but Qiao Tong did not change anything.

Meng Yu frowned.

"Meng Yu, what kind of god do you go to class?"

Meng Yu's heart jumped, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Chu Zheng standing next to him at some point, looking at him with a faint expression.

"Tell me what that means."

Meng Yu: "......"

Which sentence?

Where did you just talk about it?!

Meng Yu was punished for copying twenty times, and Meng Yu was so angry that he kicked the table after class.

"Brother Yu, why do I think the female devil is deliberately targeting you?"

Meng Yu glared at him gloomily.

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; You still need to say it.

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Midnight.

After Qiao Hong had a meeting, he listened to the chatter and quarrel of a group of people, and at this time he had a terrible headache, and he thought that Qiao Tong's trouble had not been solved, and his headache was even worse.

"Qiao Tong is back at school?"

"Yes, Dong Qiao." The assistant at the front replied.

"That girl is going to give me a good idea." Qiao Hong's face was a little gloomy.

The assistant understood what to do, and didn't ask much: "Then Qiao Dong...... Do you still need to go and bring the young master back? ”

Qiao Hong thought for a while: "Not for the time being." ”

He paused: "He lives with that Ruan Chuzheng now?" ”

"Yes."

"Hmph." Qiao Hong snorted coldly: "This Ruan Chuzheng also has a bit of ability, coaxing that stinky boy so that he doesn't know the world." ”

The assistant said cautiously: "The young master hasn't experienced anything yet. ”

Qiao Hong didn't know what he was thinking, so he didn't answer.

The assistant kept his mouth shut.

Crunch –

The car stopped suddenly, and Qiao Hong's body was crooked and he lost his manners.

Qiao Hong, who was already in a bad mood, was even worse at this time, sat up straight and looked ahead.

Not a single car was visible on the road they were walking on at this time, only the street lamps on both sides worked tirelessly to illuminate the road, which was inexplicably a little gloomy.

At this time, in front of them, two cars were parked side by side, blocking the way.

The car is a very common brand, black.

There was a man standing outside the car, tall and muscular, the kind that could fight at first glance.

The driver and assistant immediately got out of the car to check it out.

"What do you do?"

"Mr. Qiao, our boss is invited." The man said in a rough voice, and the words were said to Qiao Hong in the car.

The assistant frowned, swept his eyes around, and shouted vigilantly, "Who is your boss?" ”

This time, stop here.

No matter how you look at it, it's not a good stubble.

The assistant quietly touched his mobile phone to make a call.

However, the assistant soon found that there was no signal and the call could not be made at all.

The man over there took two steps forward, and his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant: "Mr. Qiao will know when he arrives, please." ”

The assistant immediately retreated to the side of the car and pretended to be calm and shouted: "Who the hell are you! What do you want to do! ”

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