Chapter 110: Killer Female Student VS Scumbag Professor 28

Is he afraid that everyone will know that he, a great professor, actually bullies his students behind their backs?

Staring at her provocative black eyes, Shen Qingze felt his throat a little dry. He pursed his lips, and his warm breath became dangerous.

“…It’s not that I dare not take responsibility for what I have done.”

He paused.

“I just want to do it.”

In the past, all his attention was on this perfect skeleton, but later he found that apart from the skeleton, this child also had a face that made people want to bully him.

delicate and charming.

Especially when calling him "Professor".

She would draw out the pronunciation of the last word, and her loli voice would unconsciously become soft and coquettish. Combined with her 1.6-meter height and her watery black eyes, it always makes people's fingers itch.

Just like now.

The child was obviously having a tantrum.

The round almond-shaped eyes were staring at him intently.

The eyelashes are very long.

Suitable for hanging a few of Cheng Yingying's tears.

She would look beautiful when she cries.

In just a moment, several thoughts flashed through Shen Qingze's mind.

He had to admit it.

He wanted to bully her.

It is not a kind and humble lesson from a teacher, but a strong lock on the prey by the hunter.

He wanted to bully her until she cried.

In his own way.

Quan Jiu felt terrified when he stared at him.

Why is this man's eyes becoming more and more perverted...

Quan Jiu automatically understood that because of their personal grudge, he was going to make things difficult for him during the final exam:

"Shen Qingze, if you dare to do this, I will expose you and accuse you of violating teacher ethics and abusing your power for personal gain."

Abuse power for personal gain.

A smile flashed in Shen Qingze's eyes.

Does it count?

It seems to count.

He did have selfish motives for her.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the child who was obviously furious, his eyes softened.

The child is having a tantrum, and now is clearly not the time to acknowledge it.

You have to coax people first.

Shen Qingze reached out and rubbed her head, rubbing his palm hard on her soft hair:

"I've told you several times, don't call me Shen Qingze, call me brother... Also, if I really abuse my power for personal gain, you should be happy."

Quan Jiu was puzzled: "Huh?"

Shen Qingze curled his lips: "Don't you want the final exam questions?"

Quan Jiu's eyes suddenly lit up brighter than the chandelier above her head. She grabbed Shen Qingze's arm, completely ignoring the fact that she had just been avoiding him:

"Is it really possible?!"

She wants to be a waste and really doesn't want to study hard.

Shen Qingze lowered his eyes and looked at her clenched arms, and said coldly:

"Unfortunately... I have no plans to abuse my power for personal gain for the time being."

Quan Jiu's flattering smile froze for a moment, and the next second, the smile on his face was even more brilliant than before.

"Brother, I'm hungry, let's go eat~"

Highlight the key points.

Not “for the time being”.

What if it happens in the future?

Of course Shen Qingze could guess what she was thinking:

"good."

………

All day and night, the wine was particularly enthusiastic.

"Brother, do you want to eat this?"

"Brother Shen, come here quickly..."

"Good brother, it's time for us to go home."

Tong Yan's voice is naturally soft, and even if Quan Jiu doesn't deliberately soften her tone, it still sounds delicate and sweet.

For the first time, Shen Qingze understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot.

The two of them came to the underground parking lot. Quan Jiu sat in the passenger seat and called out "Brother" again in a crisp voice.

It was clearly late autumn, but Shen Qingze felt like he was in midsummer.

"Brother, you should drive."

Quan Jiu waved his hand in front of him, bringing his dazed consciousness back to his senses.

Shen Qingze finally couldn't help it, he released the accelerator and impatiently unfastened the seat belt, leaned forward, grabbed her wrist, pressed it against the back of the chair, and warned in a dangerous tone:

"Little kid, stop being so coquettish."