This was what it meant to die if one didn't court death.
The entire class regretted their actions. Why did they have to make a bet with their hands and mouths?!
Their money was all gone.
"Wah," she cried.
The person who mentioned it had already hidden to the side and hypnotized himself not to think of it.
Because he could imagine that he would definitely be beaten up.
How cruel.
"God, Master Mu is so strong."
"The homeroom teacher's explosive power is also amazing."
"Wow, so cool, so cool. That sweep of the leg and that block, such tacit understanding."
"I think I was wrong. I shouldn't have said that Master Mu couldn't last long."
"I was wrong too. I'm sorry."
The onlookers who were leaning against the door and window commented as they watched. It was as if they had paid to go to the cinema to watch a martial arts movie.
"F * ck, the homeroom teacher's kick was so powerful. I felt a gust of wind fly past my cheek. It stung."
The lively discussion continued until …
"Am I the only one who cares about how many minutes Master Mu lasted?"
With that sentence, the noise disappeared instantly. They looked at each other and fell silent.
"We lost."
Everyone looked at each other and sighed. They had given up.
"I have a question. Where's the first person who called for a bet?"
They couldn't be the only ones to suffer. How could the culprit run away?
"There." Someone pointed below the podium and shouted.
After finding a target to vent their anger, they swarmed up. Not long after, the sound of flesh colliding with flesh could be heard in the classroom.
Xunmi's cells were clamoring for pleasure. The original body in this world had a fiery personality.
She was also good at martial arts. She had won many martial arts awards overseas.
Because her appearance was too stunning. In China, they might only take a few more glances, but overseas, it was different.
After all, overseas people were used to seeing deep and three-dimensional facial features. Her gentle and delicate appearance was like their favorite Barbie doll. How could they not like her?
In addition, they were more passionate and unrestrained, often causing them to be chased and intercepted.
Some of them were even extreme and would use force.
If she didn't have the ability to protect herself, she would have been eaten up long ago. Imperceptibly, no matter what she encountered, she liked to use force to solve things o.
"Wife, please be merciful." Mu Xuehao's heart was stifled. He couldn't bear to be ruthless, but if he was a little gentler, he would definitely be suppressed and beaten.
It was not that he was unwilling, but he knew that she would definitely be unhappy.
With this restriction, their hands and feet would be tied when they fought.
So why did he take things too hard and suggest a fight?!
Xunmi stuck out her dark red tongue and licked her dry lips. Her face was flushed with excitement.
The corners of her eyes were dyed crimson, making her look even more gorgeous.
It was like a cherry dripping with water that was tempting to taste. As long as one reached out, they could touch it.
Mu Xuehao was bewitched. Her hand unconsciously reached out, and then …
"Aiyo, wife, are you trying to murder your husband?" His finger was pulled back, causing Mu Zhehao to cry out loudly.
Actually, it didn't hurt, but he had to soften his wife's heart so that he could get benefits.
Xunmi did let go of his hand. Her eyes were filled with worry, but more than that, she was still doubting herself.
She didn't seem to have used much strength just now, but her husband was frowning as if he was in pain. Could it be that she couldn't control her strength?
"Are you okay?" In the end, worry still prevailed. She went forward and asked softly.
Mu Xuehao's eyes lit up. He stretched out his hand in front of her.
"Look, it's red. It hurts. I want my wife to blow on it."
Xunmi: "…" As expected, she was no match for her husband. He was too good at playing.
She moved her wrist. "Come, I'll blow on it for you." She suddenly punched his stomach.
Mu Xuehao narrowly dodged and cried. Why did his wife want to beat him again?
Wasn't he obediently showing her the wound?
Sob sob sob ~ ~ ~ Even the strategy of wooing his wife was useless. Why don't he use the simplest and most violent method to suppress her?
Xunmi snorted elegantly and walked to the classroom.
Now it was time to collect her spoils of war. Happy, there's a lot of money ~ (≧ ▽/) ~ La la la.
The people in the classroom were still fighting. When they saw Xunmi enter, they jumped three feet high and retreated.
Xunmi was in a good mood. She sat directly on the podium and tapped her fingers on the table, waiting for them to hand over the money.
However, no one moved for a long time. She narrowed her eyes and was about to speak when Xi Haoquan ran over and placed a handful of bright red 100 yuan in front of her.
Qin Yang and the others didn't fall behind. They didn't care how much money they had and handed it over first.
After the others came to a sudden realization, they all pulled out their wallets and reluctantly handed over Grandpa Mao, who was loved by everyone.
After a while, Xunmi had a pile of money in front of her.
Xunmi's eyes sparkled. She reached out and took all the money into her arms. She buried her face in it and rubbed it.
This feeling of sleeping in a pile of money was great.
She squinted her eyes and enjoyed it for a few seconds before letting go and putting the money away one by one.
"Well done. Remember to call me again in the future. We'll enjoy it together, okay?"
She was in a good mood and her tone became very gentle. Especially the faint smile on her delicate face, it was more comfortable than the warm sun outside.
It was just that … her words were a little sad.
"Then, should we face difficulties together?" Mu Xuehao, who had followed in with a bitter smile, immediately raised his hand and asked.
Xunmi gave him a murderous look and said word by word, "Of course … not!"
Mu Xuehao, who had just lit up his eyes, was forced to be extinguished. His heart was broken into pieces.
'Wife, do you know that you can easily kill a conversation like this?'
"Okay, class is over." Xunmi put away the money and stood up. She turned around briskly and walked two steps before stopping.
"I almost forgot. Those who didn't meet the three standards will clean the toilets for a week. The rest will run ten laps around the field a week. Xiaohua will supervise."
"As for you …" She turned to her husband and smiled. "Clean the toilets for two weeks. Little One, Little Two, Little Three, and Little Four, you guys supervise."
Xi Haoquan and the other three who had been called refused in their hearts.
How could they supervise that master?
What if they were supervised? It would be so tiring.
"The punishment starts today. Students, cheers." She squatted and clenched her fists playfully, cheering for them.
Everyone who didn't really want to cheer looked at each other. Those who were supposed to run quickly ran to the field.
Those who were supposed to clean the toilets hugged each other and cried before leaving together. Soon, only Mu Xuehao and the four people who were supposed to supervise him were left in the classroom.
"Uncle, we still have something to do. We'll …"
"You guys do have something to do." Before Qin Ran could finish, Mu Xuehao interrupted her with a serious face.
She was stunned for a moment and asked carefully, "Can we leave first?"
Mu Xuehao nodded. Qin Yang and the others were about to jump up and cheer when they heard him say, "Go clean the toilets.
Remember to clean the toilets. Also, don't let my wife know that you guys helped me. "
His confident words instantly made Qin Yang and the others fall to the ground and play dead.
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