Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing

When the class bell rang, Mo Yutong, the class teacher, entered the classroom, and there was nowhere to be seen.

She narrowed her eyes and looked around in the classroom. Eventually, her eyes fell on Zhou Yu with her face painted, and Su Kui's face empty on the desk, and an unknown fire suddenly rose.

Name coldly, "Zhou Yu, Mu Qingyuan, come out with me, others study by themselves!"

The classroom was silent, and there was silence. After listening to Mo Yutong's words, a loud clamorous book flipping sounded in the large classroom, enough to see Mo Yutong's power.

After all, it is still difficult to control this group of powerful and unscrupulous wealthy second-generation power generation, but Mo Yutong did it.

This is naturally because of Mo Yutong's background. Mo Yutong, 29 years old, graduated from Columbia College in the United States. He graduated from Huafeng as a coach and graduated as a class teacher.

This is due to her father being the director of Hua Feng, and his family background is also very deep, it is said that it has a close relationship with the political world. Some people who have high demands on their children are happy to send every teenager with secondary and secondary disease into Class A, just to ask someone to control them and not let them go into trouble.

And Mo Yutong naturally lived up to his expectations. Over time, the students who had been noisy gradually became quieter.

There are still a few thorns, and Zhou Yu is one of them.

What puzzles Mo Yutong is that the lightness of the good student has something to do with Zhou Yu, a thorny head who is not disciplined.

Su Kuiyun, who was named, got up lightly, flicked the dust that did not exist on the uniform, and walked out of the classroom first.

Zhou Yu was not willing to be outdone, he stared at Su Kui with hate, followed closely.

She's so ruthless, is her stomach still hurting? I don't know whether to check it or not, he felt all her intestines kicked through.

The two stood side by side at the door. Mo Yutong walked on them in high heels, squinting and looked at them from top to bottom. His eyes fell on Zhou Yu. It ’s hard to hide the surprise of each student in the class. She has some understanding of talents. Naturally, it is clear that Zhou Yu has reached the level of the Taekwondo black belt early. It is not easy to knock down such a boy.

Looking at Su Kui's clothing intact again, his face was pure and indifferent, an indifferent posture, and no guilty conscience at all.

Could it be that she inferred it wrong? Others who are in conflict?

Mo Yutong didn't speak for a while, but just stared at them with cold eyes. Unfortunately, she was destined to be disappointed.

Zhou Yu stood beside Su Kui, his nose was full of refreshing fragrance, and could not help but wandering away.

And Su Kui, not to mention that he was already a man, even if she did not cross before, she would not be afraid of the glance of a little woman.

The ignorance of the two undoubtedly succeeded in making Mo Yutong's face a bit darker. She finally couldn't hold her breath and opened her mouth, lifting her chin and nodding at Zhou Yu's face, "Speak, what happened?"

Zhou Yu's mouth didn't care, "I can do it, I fell!"

Mo Yutong choked, and the long article he prepared was stuck in his throat, saying neither, nor neither, nor finally, he laughed angrily, "Fall? Then you give me another look?"

Such an unrespectable student, Mo Yutong has always been very annoying. Basically, as long as they don't make any extraordinary actions, she generally implements the stocking standards.