One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 1440: Uncle’s 108 tricks [21]


“Xiao Wu… can you keep your voice down, you’ll be embarrassed!”

“Song Song, you are so serious. When you were reading rotten articles, you still robbed me, why didn’t you tell me? Hey, Chen Xuesu, don’t keep your head down, you said that I have some opinions. Doesn’t make sense?”

“I…I…As long as Xiner is fine, I’ll be fine.”

“Cut! I knew you would say that! It’s boring, don’t change your lines!”

“…”

Huangfu Shaoyu, who was standing beside his girlfriends, had a very ugly face because of the old lady’s actions. At this time, seeing Nalan Xiner’s misfortune turned into good luck, and hearing the comments of several wonderful girlfriends, the corners of his lips twitched. A smile appeared involuntarily.

“Well, it seems that there is Xuanyuan Mo, which is not bad. Finally, I can meet a black-hearted person who is evenly matched with Big Bird… Later, there will be a lot of fun…” He muttered to himself.

However, after thinking about it, he also felt very strange, how did Xuanyuan Mo persuade Princess Sophia to testify? Is his relationship with the royal princess that good?

As soon as he cast his doubtful eyes on Xuanyuan Mo, he heard the man’s gentle voice, calling at him: “Principal Huangfu, I have one more thing for you.”

“Ah?” Huangfu Shaoyu was taken aback, “What, what’s the matter?”

He confronted Dongfang Yunhe’s knife-like gaze, and asked nervously.

Xuanyuan Mo said: “Since I’m here to replace the class, I need a class representative.”

Huangfu Shaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, Nima, it turned out that he was just looking for a class representative, and he thought I was going to do something wrong to Big Bird.

He said with a good temper: “No problem!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Dongfang Yunhe’s gaze turned even colder and biting.

Huangfu Shaoyu was agitated and suddenly realized that this matter seemed unacceptable…

“Ahem, that, Mr. Yuan, there used to be a class representative in the history class. Actually, you don’t need to look for it…” He quickly corrected.

Xuanyuan Mo insisted: “No. The original history class representative, I have seen it, lacks spirituality.”

His tone, though gentle, was firm, with a touch of indulgence and non-negotiation. However, his eyes swept across Nalan Xiner’s face as if nothing.

As if that little face was filled with the spiritual energy he said.

Huangfu Shaoyu: “…”

Aura? Wipe, such a mysterious word!

But, for a while, he couldn’t find a suitable reason to refute.

He looked at Dongfang Yunhe with helpless eyes–This son is out of luck, you can do it.

Dongfang Yunhe snorted coldly: “Imperial Middle School doesn’t need a history teacher like you.”

In one sentence, even Xuanyuan Molai’s qualifications to teach were denied.

Not to mention looking for a history class representative.

Huangfu Shaoyu couldn’t help giving a thumbs up in his heart: Bull! Oriental big bird, you are a cow! Simple enough ~ rude!

But, before he could finish his admiration, he heard Xuanyuanmo **** for tat: “Does Imperial High School need a history teacher like me? It’s not up to you, a physics teacher, to decide.”

Although Xuanyuan Mo’s tone is gentle, his posture is straight and persistent.

He and Dongfang Yunhe stood close to each other, facing each other.

There is only Nalan Xiner in the middle.

The two, one cold, one gentle, one fierce, and one persistent, confronted each other with swords drawn, and for a while, it was impossible to tell who had the better aura.

Huangfu Shaoyu sweated in the palm of his hand.

Nalan Xiner, who is caught in the middle, is even more nervous!

Wait, is this uncle going to have **** with Mr. Yuan?


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