Mi Jiake gritted her teeth and looked at her hand.

Sure enough, there were four staples in her palm, three of which had two corners that had sunk deep into the tender flesh of her palm, and one that was only halfway into her because of the angle......

It hurts!

Even if Mi Jiake is stupid, he will understand it now.

When she fanned Yun Qiao just now, Yun Qiao deliberately pretended to hide on the table, and put her face close to the table, and her slap followed......

Finally, when her slap was about to slap Yun Qiao's face, Yun Qiao's head suddenly moved to the side, but her slap was too late to change direction, and she couldn't restrain her strength, so she could only slap it to the table.

Originally, if she didn't slap Yun Qiao, the worst would be that her hand hurt from slapping on the table, and it would be impossible for her to be injured like now. But Yun Qiao, a slut, actually put a few staples on the table with the corners facing up, so she slapped them with all her might......

I slapped the staple into the palm of my hand!

Thinking of this, Mi Jiake's whole face was distorted!

She hurts.

But she's even angrier!

Damn Yun Qiao, I'm really looking for death.

She won't let her go, absolutely not!

……

"It's going to be class, what are you doing outside the station!"

Nanxi Vocational High School, the head teacher of the second grade (3) class, Geng Xiufeng, scolded at the door of the classroom.

Students watching the show in the corridor entered the classroom one after another.

Geng Xiufeng also came in and walked up to the podium, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Mi Jiake standing in the last row of the classroom.

Mi Jiake is also a "celebrity" in school, but Geng Xiufeng knows this girl.

"Go back to your classroom!" Geng Xiufeng said politely.

Mi Jiake, who was about to beat Yun Qiao hard, was interrupted by Geng Xiufeng, and this breath could only be held back fiercely.

In any case, Geng Xiufeng is a teacher at the school and the head teacher of Class 3, when does she want to teach Yun Qiao a lesson? There is no need to be in front of Geng Xiufeng.

Mi Jiake used his hand to order a few staples in his palm, gently stroked Yun Qiao's ponytail, and with a creepy smile on his face, "No one dares to let me suffer such a big loss." Yun Qiao? Very good, I remember you! You wait for me. ”

After saying that, Mi Jiake turned to leave without looking back, and her followers also left.

Luo Lemon was also let go and hurried back to her seat.

She couldn't help but twist her arm, Mi Jiake's followers were so strong that they twisted her arm painfully.

She glanced at the head teacher on the podium, lowered her head and took a book to cover her face, and asked in a suppressed voice, "Qiaoqiao, how did you come up with this method?" Seeing Mi Jiake screaming, it's so relieving, she also has today! If that slap hits you in the face, you're going to be disfigured! She brought it all on herself, and she deserved it! ”

After finishing speaking, Luo Lemon couldn't help but worry again, "But Qiaoqiao, Mi Jiake is so careful, you made her suffer a big loss, she won't give up!" ”

Yun Qiao smiled helplessly, his eyes were light: "Little lemon baby, don't worry, it'll be fine." ”

Her voice is slightly lazy, and the end note is clear, so good that people's ears are pregnant!

Luo Lemon's face turned red instantly, "Qiaoqiao, why are you ...... How do you ......"

"How am I?" Yun Qiao raised his eyebrows, squinted slightly, and looked at Luo Lemon.