This is what it means to not do anything but die.
The whole class was filled with regret. Why on earth had they resorted to such frivolous gambling?!
All their little money is gone.
With a cry, he started crying.
The person I mentioned has already hidden away, hypnotizing myself, don’t think of me, don’t think of me.
Because he could imagine the result, which would be a beating.
So sad.
"My God, Master Mu is so strong."
"The teacher's explosive power is amazing."
"Wow, so cool, so cool, this one sweeps the leg, that one blocks, what a tacit understanding!"
"I think I was wrong. I shouldn't have said that Master Mu's endurance was poor."
"I was wrong too. I repent."
The onlookers lying at the door and window watched and commented, giving the impression that they had paid to go to the cinema to watch a martial arts film.
"Oh my god, the teacher's kick was so powerful that I felt a gust of wind blowing across my cheek, stinging it."
The discussion continued until...
"Am I the only one who cares how many minutes Mr. Mu stayed erect?"
With one sentence, the noisy sound disappeared instantly. You looked at me and I looked at you, and then we fell silent.
"We lost."
Everyone looked at each other, sighed, and gave up on treatment.
"I have a question. Who was the first person to call the bet?"
They can't be the only ones to suffer. How can the culprit get away?
"There." Someone pointed to the bottom of the podium and shouted.
After finding an object to vent their anger on, they swarmed over and soon the sound of flesh hitting flesh could be heard in the classroom.
Every cell in Xunmi's body was clamoring for comfort. The original body in this plane had a hot temper.
He is also very good at martial arts and has won many martial arts awards abroad.
Because she looks so stunning, people might just take a second look at her in China, but it's different abroad.
After all, people abroad are used to seeing deep and three-dimensional facial features. A soft and delicate girl like her is like their favorite Barbie doll. How can they not like her?
In addition, their passionate and unrestrained personalities often lead to pursuit and interception.
Some extreme cases even use force.
If she didn't have some self-protection ability, she would have been eaten up long ago. This has subtly shaped her into preferring to use force to resolve any situation o(╯□╰)o
"Wife, please go easy on me." Mu Zhehao felt upset. He couldn't bear to use any harsh force, but if he went a little softer, he would definitely be beaten.
It’s not that he didn’t want to, but he knew she would definitely be unhappy.
With constraints, we will be restricted in our actions when fighting.
So why on earth had he been so upset and suggested a fight?!
Xunmi stretched out her bright red tongue and licked her dry lips, her face flushed with excitement.
The crimson color at the corners of her eyes made her look even more charming.
It's like a cherry dripping with juice, tempting to taste. You can touch it as long as you reach out your hand.
Mu Zhehao was bewitched, his hand unconsciously stretched out, and then...
"Oh, wife, you are trying to murder your husband." Mu Zhehao screamed when his fingers were pulled and bent backwards.
In fact, it doesn't hurt, but he has to make his wife soft-hearted so that he can get the benefits.
Xunmi did let go, and there was worry in her eyes, but more of it was self-doubt.
She didn't seem to use much force just now, but her husband frowned as if he was in pain. Could it be that he couldn't control his strength?
"Are you okay?" Worry finally got the better of him, and he walked forward and asked in a low voice.
Mu Zhehao's eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand in front of her.
"Look, it's all red. It hurts. I want my wife to blow on it."
Xunmi: “…” She is indeed no match for her husband, she is too good at playing.
He stretched his wrist and said, "Come, let me blow it for you." Then he punched him in the stomach.
Mu Zhehao barely escaped and started crying, wondering why his wife wanted to beat him again.
Wasn't he obediently showing her his wound?
Ohhhh~~~All the strategies for pursuing his wife are useless. He might as well use the simplest and most brutal method and just overwhelm her.
Xunmi snorted with a noble and cold look and walked towards the classroom.
Now it’s time to collect her spoils. So happy, there’s a lot of small change~(≧▽≦)/~ la la la.
The people who were still fighting in the classroom jumped three feet high when they saw Xunmi coming in, and retreated together.
Xunmi was in a good mood, so she sat directly on the podium, tapping her fingers on the table, waiting for them to hand over the money.
But no one moved for a long time. She narrowed her eyes and was about to speak when Xi Haoqun ran over in three or two steps and put a handful of bright red Mao Zedong notes in front of her.
Qin Yang and his companions were not far behind. They didn't care how much money they had on them and just gave it first.
After others suddenly realized what was going on, they took out their wallets and reluctantly gave away the Mao Zedong notepaper that was loved by everyone and made flowers bloom wherever they went.
Soon, Xunmi's front was filled with small coins.
Xunmi's eyes were full of stars. She stretched out her hands and hugged all the money in her arms, buried her face in them and rubbed it.
It feels great to sleep in a pile of money.
He squinted his eyes and enjoyed it for a few seconds before letting go and putting them away one by one.
"Well done. Remember to call me for things like this next time. We should share the happiness together, okay?"
She was in a good mood and her tone became very gentle, especially the faint smile on her delicate face, which was more comfortable than the warm sun outside.
It's just...what I said is a bit sad.
"Then, will we share the hardship together?" Mu Zhehao, who came in with great difficulty, immediately raised his hand and asked.
Xunmi cast a murderous look at him, sternly saying, "Of course... no!"
Mu Zhehao's heart was broken into pieces as he was forced to turn off his eyes just after they lit up.
Wife, do you know that it is easy to kill the conversation if you do this?
"Okay, get out of class is dismissed." Xunmi collected the money, stood up, turned around with light steps, walked two steps and then stopped.
"I almost forgot. Those who don't meet the standards in three subjects will have to clean the toilets for a week, and the rest will have to lap the playground ten times a week. Xiaohua will be supervising."
"As for you..." She turned to her husband and said with a smile, "I'll clean the toilet for two weeks. Little One, Little Two, Little Three, Little Four, you guys will supervise them."
When Xi Haoquan and the other three were called, they refused in their hearts.
How is it possible to supervise that old man?
I wish they would be supervised at that time. I feel so tired.
"The punishment starts today, classmates, come on." He playfully squatted down and clenched his fist, cheering them on.
Those who didn't really want to cheer looked at each other, and those who needed to run quickly ran towards the playground.
Those who were supposed to sweep the toilet hugged each other and cried, then left together. Soon, only Mu Zhehao and the four people who were supposed to supervise him were left in the classroom.
"Uncle, we still have things to do, so let's go ahead..."
"You do have something to do." Before Qin Yang could finish his words, Mu Zhehao took over the conversation with a serious look on his face.
After a moment of confusion, he asked cautiously, "Can we leave first?"
Mu Zhehao nodded. Qin Yang and the others were about to jump up and cheer when they heard him speak again.
"Go and sweep it. Remember to clean the toilet. Also, don't let my wife know that you did it for me."
The righteous words instantly made Qin Yang and the other three fall to the ground and pretend to be dead.
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