Bizarre Love

Chapter 94 Remedial Lessons (2)

Then he turned around and saw her terrified gaze.

It seems that he has a criminal record, so she was afraid, he held back his smile, and said solemnly: "Corporal punishment is fine."

Meng Ting was afraid of this rascal: "You are not allowed to come here."

When he was a child, he watched cartoons of eagles catching chickens, and those poor little chickens were fluffy and terrified, flapping their little wings and running around.

She leaned against the table, her big eyes were watery, and she stepped back.

Jiang Ren was amused, teasing her on purpose: "Is that to continue the lecture or do something else?"

She wanted to cry, but in the end she had nowhere to go: "Lecture, lecture."

Jiang Ren laughed out loud.

It's cute.

He said, "Hey, don't be afraid. If you don't want to fight, I'll punish myself, okay?"

The classroom was empty, and he removed a desk. Then, under her wet eyes, she did push-ups.

Teenager did it with ease and standard.

He went to Noble Primary School when he was a child and got used to being punished.

The key is that this posture helps to dissipate heat. At a young age, he is surrounded by a girl he misses day and night. He was afraid of frightening her, so he missed her gaze when he got up just now.

He didn't know how many times he did it with his head covered in sweat. Looking up at her, she seemed to be finally not afraid.

A pair of brown eyes looked at him curiously.

He smiled: "Is it alright, little teacher?"

Meng Ting believed that he would not do anything wrong, she just counted silently in her heart. He did more than seventy.

But it doesn't seem to be tired.

When she was in junior high school, a naughty boy in her class was punished for push-ups, and ten of them fell to the ground with pale faces.

Meng Ting said softly: "Why don't you take the physical education exam."

"..."

Jiang Ren is stupid and not serious, it is so painful for him to learn it hard.

Jiang Ren smiled angrily. Oh shit.

He stood up from the ground, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but his eyes were dark and bright.

Meng Ting reacted. His family is rich, so he doesn't have to worry about going to college, and if he doesn't pass the exam, he can just send him abroad. The key is that his attitude is very serious, which makes her unable to help thinking about finding a path that suits him.

After all this fuss, Meng Ting looked down at his watch, school was almost over.

"Are you really studying hard?"

"Well, don't you believe me?"

Meng Ting really didn't believe it: "You memorized the recitation texts in the textbooks of Compulsory One and Compulsory Two, and I'll tell you later."

Jiang Ren didn't even raise his eyelids: "How many?"

Meng Ting put two books in front of him: "Ten articles."

She wanted him to retreat, so it included classical Chinese such as "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface" and "Red Cliff Fu". It was difficult for Jiang Nin to read, let alone recite.

Meng Ting was slightly annoyed.

She really didn't mind giving lectures to her classmates, but his aggressive gaze.

She's not stupid, don't think she didn't see his place...it's up. So obvious. When he came back after closing the door, it was hard to ignore.

She is not very good at cursing, she lacks words, so she can only scold this vocational high school hooligan in her heart!

The boy leaned over, covered in sweat. He glanced at the catalog, clicked his tongue, and smiled a little badly: "There are so many, are you deliberately embarrassing me?"

Meng heard: "You don't want to forget it."

"Yes, why don't you want to." Jiang Ren looked into the girl's bright eyes, "If I finish reciting it, don't give up on me so easily, okay?"

She nodded: "Okay." Anyway, he couldn't finish it.

A person who has never learned anything, recites the textbooks that are required to be recited in two books. With his violent personality, the book might be torn. If he doesn't study anymore, Meng Ting will tell the school that he doesn't want a cent of the extra scholarship.

Jiang Ren put away the two books and laughed lowly: "Wait for me, see you next week."