Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

For this kind of request, Ye Sang refused without thinking. Because of this, she was worried that the two people would come to their school in a group. Before she left, she specially warned them several times.

If you don't let her fall in love, then don't talk about it.

If these people really go, they won't know about dating.

The old fathers felt very hurt by their daughter's merciless rejection, and stared at her with gloomy eyes.

Seeing Ye Sang abruptly made her feel guilty.

She closed the door slightly, shook her head, and ran to her room.

The first thing I did when I closed the door was to take out my mobile phone, lie on the bed and curl up under the quilt, check the balance in my card, and I was relieved to see a series of zeros behind me.

Just when she was about to turn off her phone, Ye Sang noticed that Huo Chenyu had sent her a message.

The general meaning should be that their school arranged an internship, and Duan Jinyan happened to be arranged in their school.

Usually you can let the other party take care of yourself.

Ye Sang only pouted when he saw it, and didn't react much.

In fact, she also understood what Huo Chenyu meant, that Duan Jinyan came to such aristocratic school as an internship.

take care of?

What can he take care of?

Ye Sang casually turned off the desk lamp next to her, not paying attention to Huo Chenyu's words, she put the quilt on her head, curled up in the quilt and fell asleep.

...

The next day, she was afraid of being blocked by several fathers, so she went to school early. Around six o'clock, there were a few scattered students sitting on the seats.

Ye Sang yawned and sat obediently in her seat. It was the first time she woke up so early, she didn't recover, she put her chin on the table and wanted to sleep again.

Drowsy, she didn't notice the discussion of the students around her. "Our class has another intern coming..."

"I just don't know what he looks like, and whether he has a good temper. I remember that the intern teacher last time was quite beautiful and had a good personality. Didn't he still cry because of those rich second generations?"

To say that in their class, the most hippie smiles and teachers are the few rich and rich second generations.

For this kind of capitalist children, the school also turns a blind eye.

"Tsk tsk tsk, to be honest, among the rich people in our class, Ye Sang has the best personality."

Shen Yao has an arrogant personality, and the other eldest ladies can't wait to see people with their nostrils.

If you say Ye Sang is easy-going, that's not true.

She usually doesn't answer anyone, and she has a good relationship with those young masters of the big family.

Ordinary people dare not approach her.

But Mu Yue was an exception.

You had a good time with Mu Yue, so I couldn't help but touched the other's shoulder, winked and said with a smile: "The real version of Miss Bai Fumei, I think Ye Sang seems to be interested in you."

"Would you like to think about breaking up with your little girlfriend and chasing Ye Sang?"

He encouraged in a low voice.

Mu Yue's eyes sank and he didn't speak.

Few people know that he has a girlfriend. After all, they are all about to grow up. How could he not have a girlfriend at this age.

only.

His family was poor, and those who came to No. 1 Middle School were either rich or well-educated, and Mu Yue obviously belonged to the latter.

It may be caused by the living environment. Mu Yue, who had been poor since he was a child, was eager to find a few rich girlfriends in this school where the rich second generation was crowded.

Ye Sang was his target long ago.

It's just obvious.

The other party's feelings are extremely slow, and now he only has a vague liking for him, which makes Mu Yue faintly agitated.

He felt that he couldn't sit still like this any longer.

You have to pierce the window paper.

Otherwise, after graduation, it would be even more difficult to find a girl with good family background and good looks like Ye Sang.

Ye Sang, who didn't know what the other party was up to, was currently burying her little head in her arms, lazily thinking about what to eat for lunch.

After waiting for all the students to arrive one after another, the classroom was still not quiet, and even Ye Sang's deskmate was chattering endlessly.

"Sangsang, let me tell you, when I came to school today, I saw some very handsome boys!!" Zhou Sisi grabbed her arm and yelled twice. Seeing her tablemate looking listless, she stretched He poked the opponent's small forehead with his hand.

"What's wrong? Listless."

Ye Sang covered her face in a daze, "I was thinking about what to have for lunch."

She thought for a while, "I want to eat grapes, so I don't know if there are any fruits in the cafeteria."

Zhou Sisi: "..."

Ye Sang licked her lips, still in a trance, she was so silent that she couldn't extricate herself from her thinking, "If you eat grapes, you don't spit out the grape skins, if you don't eat grapes, you spit out the grape skins, I want to eat grapes."

Zhou Sisi: "..."

Got it.

She is talking chicken and duck.

The whole class was discussing about their substitute teacher. Ye Sang, who knew who the other party was from early on, was not interested. She even lay down on the table with a bored expression.

When someone came, the messy classroom was visibly quiet. The boy was in a white shirt and black trousers, with bushy eyelashes and exceptionally red lips. He was alienated and indifferent when he was not smiling.

How does this look like a teacher...

Ye Sang saw the other party's face, which was disastrous to the country and the people, and rolled her eyes slightly while sitting in the back, wanting to continue lying on her stomach if she was not interested.

However, at this moment, Duan Jinyan didn't know if he remembered what she did last time. He casually wrote his name on the blackboard, and then gave an introduction in a cold voice, and then he didn't talk to the students too much.

He was very lazy, he didn't even bother to get down from the podium at the moment, he picked up a piece of chalk and threw it straight in the direction of Ye Sang.

Don't say it.

This guy threw it quite accurately.

Ye Sang, who was lying on her stomach, covered her forehead, gritted her teeth and saw Duan Jinyan's familiar face, she sat up slowly, looked at the chalk on the table, and said in a sweet voice, "Teacher."

Gentle and tender.

It was the first time that Duan Jinyan heard the little girl call her teacher, and Duan Jinyan slightly bent his legs against the wall, raised his eyes and smiled, but felt something different.

The young man propped his jaw lazily, as if taking revenge on her, and tapped his fingertips on the podium table, his voice was slow, "Do you have any opinion on me?"

Let me ask, how does this person look like a teacher?

Ye Sang shook her head obediently, suppressing the urge to beat him up, the little milk said slowly, "No."

"You are electricity, you are light, and you are the only myth. How dare I disagree."

When the teacher spoke, she didn't dare to speak, and she didn't dare to talk back.

Ye Sang still has this self-consciousness.

Duan Jinyan: "..."

He was almost laughed out of anger.

Quite capable.

At this time, don't forget to say a few words.

In the next class, when everyone was silent in the midst of the new teacher's flourishing beauty, Ye Sang didn't know how to offend this person. One class was called up to answer questions and answered seven or eight times. The person was lying on the table, listless, without any energy.