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Chapter 216

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Prim and proper.

"Wait …"

Liu Yu, who had rolled halfway, looked over. The man was tapping the table casually.

That hand was really beautiful, with distinct joints, clean and slender.

Every inch of protruding bone exuded an aura of abstinence.

Huo Yunque said, "Take your things with you."

He pointed his finger slightly. Liu Yu followed his line of sight and his gaze fell on the bottle on the coffee table.

He chuckled. "There's no need for that …"

"Oh?"

Huo Yunque had a faint smile on his face. He picked up the bottle and stood up. He walked over to him and stuffed the bottle into his pocket without any explanation.

"You don't have to worry about my future love life. I suggest you prepare more of these things. It's best to keep them for your own use."

His voice was low and hoarse, and when he lowered his eyelashes, the ends of his eyes were raised, making him look even more flirtatious.

What the f * ck!

Liu Yu was chased out in a daze. When he looked up, he saw Uncle Zhang, who was carrying a bowl of sweet soup.

Uncle Zhang was neither surprised nor surprised. "Doctor Liu, did you make Sir angry again?"

"I didn't!"

Liu Yu calmly got up from the ground and patted the non-existent dust off his body. "It's Sir's temper that's too bad."

He was speaking ill of her openly.

Uncle Zhang shook his head and looked at the young man in front of him with amusement.

He was dressed in casual clothes and had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was the kind of handsome guy that was especially sunny. It was just that his personality was a little too despicable.

"If you don't provoke him twice, he won't punish you."

Liu Yu disagreed. He sniffed and said, "Uncle Zhang, is there any more downstairs? I want some too."

"There's plenty. If you want to eat anything, just tell the kitchen to prepare it."

Liu Yu nodded and swaggered downstairs.

Halfway through, he suddenly recalled something.

Wait a minute …

Was Sir talking dirty just now?!

Monday.

The entire third class was in high spirits. After playing crazily for two days, everyone had smiles on their faces.

When Song Yaoyao came in, she found that everyone was back to their old ways. They were playing with their phones, reading comics, playing games, and chatting.

She smiled and greeted everyone sweetly.

"Good morning, did everyone have a good holiday?"

Her appearance was too deceiving, soft and cute.

As soon as they saw her, everyone nodded.

"Morning, Yaoyao!"

"I'm doing pretty well. I went out to play with my friends for two days."

"I went to watch my idols' concert. Ahhh, my brothers are so handsome!"

"As long as you're happy." Song Yaoyao walked up to the podium and put down a stack of test papers. "Because from today onwards, you won't have any holidays."

"Pfff —"

Someone who was eating breakfast spat out a mouthful of soy milk all over the table in front of him.

However, the other party was not in the mood to argue. He was already scared silly by Song Yaoyao's words.

The classroom was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Song Yaoyao patted the test papers and smiled like an angel.

She said to everyone, "I'm sorry to inform everyone that you've already spent the last two days of your holiday. Now, welcome to learning mode — — "

At this moment, in the eyes of countless boys and girls, the girl standing on the podium with a sweet smile was like an NPC in a game's hell mode.

She used the sweetest voice and said the harshest words.

"Yaoyao, we really can't discuss — —"

"Crack!"

Song Yaoyao broke the teaching stick with one hand. She looked at her adorably. "Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly. What did you say?"

"I said I love learning! Only learning can make me happy. I can't wait! "

Next, I'm going to start the plot! Catch ~ ~

(End of chapter)

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