"Yeah, Teacher, shouldn't we have homework today?" Mengyu looked up with an innocent face.
Wen Xinyue bit her red lips, for a moment wishing she could die.
"Then you... come here, I'll give you a set of papers, you can distribute them."
"Okay."
Mengyu walked up to the desk, feeling more and more that something was off with Wen Xinyue.
At that moment, Wen Xinyue's neck was so red it reached her ears, her eyes watery and she panted heavily.
It really resembled how Cheng Xinxue and Han Bing looked after they had been played with toys that day.
The teacher couldn't really be playing with toys, could she?
Mengyu couldn't help but sniff, and sure enough, a strange scent wafted through the air.
Her face turned red, she grabbed the papers, and left.
Wen Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief, and then Zhao Kang approached with a grin, "Wife, where's Brother Chen Bin?"
