1262 College Regulations, Prohibiting Teacher-Student Love (3)

"How can I listen to that Hua Biyue say, Master Mo and Hua Xiangrong also have an unclear relationship. The old lady hates to get a man by stepping on two boats, little sister, don't be deceived by a scumbag. ”

The flying boat landed slowly, but the chattering of the six people did not stop for a moment.

Mu Yan was so troubled by them that he couldn't help it, and finally had to say expressionlessly: "I said, I don't know him at all, the ghost knows if he came here to find the flower girl or the Ye girl." ”

As soon as the words fell, the chatter around suddenly stopped.

Yun Ruohan stared behind Mu Yan like a ghost.

At the same time, a suffocating coercion also filled the air.

And that familiar cold and cold atmosphere.

Mu Yan's heart suddenly lifted.

It's just that before she could react, a hand suddenly grabbed her waist.

The whole person was wrapped in a familiar embrace.

Immediately after, the people of the Xiaoyao Gate watched as their little junior sister and the new Mo Mentor disappeared together.

"How...... What's going on? Did Master Mo kidnap the little sister?"

"Damn, this bastard man dares to take advantage of the little junior sister. If he dares to really touch the little junior sister, the old lady must cut him into a stick!!"

"Little ...... The little sister is gone, go ...... Where to find help...... Rescue ...... Save her!"

Looking at the five people who were either panicked or indignant, Chu Moli coughed lightly before speaking slowly.

"Could it be that you really can't see that the little junior sister's attitude towards Mentor Mo is different?"

"It's different, what's different?" said Falling Rain, scratching his head.

Leng Yumo looked dazed, "Is it different? Why didn't I see it?"

Only Yun Ruohan showed a somewhat thoughtful expression.

Chu Moli shook his head, with a mentally retarded expression, "Anyway, don't join in the fun." I bet that tomorrow Mentor Mo will send the little sister back in good condition. ”

"What if I don't send it back?"

Chu Moli smiled slightly, "I'll give each of you a hundred medium-grade spars." But if I win......"

"To ...... How?"

"In the future, if I am punished by Uncle Xiao or Master Mo, one of you will suffer for me. ”

Luoyu looked at each other, and finally gritted his teeth, "Okay, bet on it, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Chu Mo was closer to the curvature of the corners of his mouth, and slowly urged the wheelchair back to the room.

After the door closed, the calculating smile on his face turned into a warm sourness.

He knew that the brothers and sisters did not think that he would lose, but that they were willing to be punished for him.

For so long, it has been the senior brothers, junior brothers and younger sisters who have taken care of him, protected him, and helped him.

Chu Moli's gaze fell on his legs.

Gently press your hands on your knees and squeeze them slowly.

He hoped that one day, he would be healed, that he would be as good as ever, that he would be able to gallop across the country, and that he would be able to protect these people in turn.

After a long time, Chu Moli let go of his hand and showed a self-deprecating and desperate smile.

Intact as new...... How is that possible?

After all, it's just a dream!

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After Mu Yan was embraced, he only felt dizzy, and when he came back to his senses, he was already pressed against the wall.

She was stunned, looked up, and realized that Di Ming had actually arrested her to her room.

And the posture and position of the two are almost exactly the same as the night a few days ago.

Mu Yan struggled, but he felt that the man's hands were like iron tongs, and he couldn't break free at all.