He raised his head and scanned the classroom: "Teacher, please teach!"

In the situation where Song Qingge was particularly embarrassed, this lesson went on like this.

This teacher is teaching history, and the historical content can be described as vivid, funny, and humorous. For a time, all the students in the class were mobilized by the teacher, and they directly entered the school.

These people didn't talk about Song Qingge and Beiming You again.

Bei Mingyou held Song Qingge halfway in the classroom, and both eyes were satisfied.

Song Qingge, who found that the surrounding atmosphere had changed, wanted to break free of him and earnestly school.

However, no matter how much force she used, there was no way to escape from his steel wrist.

There is really no way for Song Qingge to pinch on his waist with his hand: "Bei Ming You, please let me go quickly."

Song Qingge dare to admit that when he said this, it was called a gritted tooth, and that called a cruel heart.

But her actions fell in Beimingyou's eyes, all of them little girls, who wanted to attract his attention to the trouble.

He lowered his head and shut his mouth to breathe the warm gas, spilled from the top of her head and directly into her body.

He said in a low voice with confusion: "Qingge, are you tempting me?"

"No."

"So, why do you like to date my skin so much?"

Song Qingge seriously rolled her eyes when she was serious. She didn't call her a blind date at all, okay!

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that she is clearly dissatisfied with him.

Will do this.

"Hurry up and let me go!"

"Release you and give you the opportunity to have a more intimate contact with me."

Song Qingge's old face blushed, how could she be accelerated by this guy's heartbeat!

She lowered her voice and said, "I don't have one."

"Then why did you keep your hands on my waist? Now you are reaching into my clothes."

Song Qingge gritted his teeth and said: "I clearly pinched you through my clothes. Just now you took my hand into your clothes!"

You know, just in the second second she pinched him.

The man looked at him with a grinning smile and said very seriously: "Put your hand inside to pinch it better."

Why is she so fooled now?

Beimingyou is not afraid of pain at all.

In class, she did not dare to do anything particularly big.

"is it?"

The low voice of the man seemed like a temptation.

Beiming Youqing was a little calm, and it was a bit unmanageable temperature, so that Song Qingge's heart was rapidly rippling.

The history teacher stood on the podium, and looked at the small movements of the two of them.

Before, he didn't want to get involved in this matter at all.

Unexpectedly, more and more things, do not listen to his lectures, only to observe the "show love" of the two of them.

So, our lovely history teacher said a very good suggestion: "Student Bei Ming, I see that Song's face is all red, is it a fever, do you want to take her to the infirmary to see."

The implication is, you see Song Qingge is very shy. I definitely don't want to show his affection with him here. Now I will give you a chance to go to the clinic to show affection.

Bei Mingyou looked at the history teacher gratefully, and the princess hugged Song Qingge up, and said something serious: "Yesterday she kicked the quilt, and now she has a fever. Teacher, I now take her to the infirmary.