I don't want to broadcast, I don't want to see these remarks!
She raised her hand to turn off the computer, but a big hand gently blocked her.
Song Yaoyao stared, extremely wronged.
Could it be that you are still addicted
The man's Adam's apple moved slightly, and there was a small red strawberry on it.
He bowed his head gently and kissed the corner of her lips.
"Hey, why are you getting angry? They say it, who is sitting in my arms now? Huh?"
The deliberately low voice is like strong wine, making the person dizzy.
Song Yaoyao sniffed and turned around to ignore him.
There was a sigh in my ear.
After a while, Huo Yunque opened his lips.
The magnetic and pleasant voice is wrapped in a smile, so spoiled that one wants to scream.
In fact, just as he laughed out loud, the group of nympho outside the computer were already blushing, covering their faces and screaming crazily.
[Ah, so teasing, so teasing!]
[Awei is dead]
…
Immediately afterwards, everyone realized in a daze that they were speechless.
The public screen is cleared, and a line of small characters appears.
[The administrator has turned on all mute mode]
"I'm sorry, my heart belongs to the children at home. I'm afraid I can't share it with everyone. In addition, please study hard and don't post comments that have nothing to do with learning. Thank you for your cooperation."
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips, picked at the blanket and said nothing.
The big palm suddenly covered her small head, and the man rubbed it with a smile, his tone became gentle and loving, "Also, the kid at home is a little vinegar bag, do you want to see her bite my mouth off? So, Please, everyone, stop posting those remarks that will make children unhappy, huh?"
"I'm not-"
The blush spread all the way from Song Yaoyao's neck to her cheeks, she raised her head and stared, obviously shy, but pretending to be domineering.
"Shh, be quiet."
Pressing her slender fingers against her lips, Huo Yunque pursed her lips, "With me, you will always be."
Time flies.
It's eight o'clock.
This time the test paper was still in English, continuing Huo Yunque's style from last night.
Lectures only, no questions answered.
oh-
There is no problem.
Because of the full screen ban.
Song Yaoyao was drowsy in his arms. Half an hour ago, Song Yaoyao's expression was like this: (?Д?*)? Can you still play like this
In the second half an hour, Song Yaoyao was like this: (???) What should I do if I'm a little sleepy? Just bear it, forget it!
zzzzzzz…
The little snore sounded.
Across a network cable, countless students sitting next to computers or mobile phones had a collective face of question marks.
snore? Where did it come from
Huo Yunque seemed to know what everyone was thinking, he put away the test paper and calmed down.
"Sorry, the kitten is a bit noisy when sleeping."
As he spoke, he pulled up the slipped blanket and wrapped it around Song Yaoyao in his arms.
Song Yaoyao gets sleepy easily after taking the medicine, and falling asleep in this position is not comfortable. She twisted hard and couldn't turn around, and muttered: "Brother... sleepy..."
The students were full of shit.
kitten? hehe!
I believe your ghost!
What's the point of studying? Can you find such a doting boyfriend and such a soft girlfriend by studying? !
angry!
Invincible angry!
"That's all for tonight's class. If there is no accident, I will still speak for you tomorrow. get out of class is over."
Huo Yunque always acted vigorously and resolutely as always. After this sentence fell, everyone looked at the channel list again and found that the other party had already gone offline at the speed of light.
This is a teacher who doesn't interact, doesn't ask and answer, and probably doesn't require students to attend lectures.
He gave lectures simply as a substitute for his own children.