Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Bai Zhen's small face wrinkled, she bit her desperately, and she refused to let go.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

Bai Zhen only felt a pain in her butt, and then a voice came from the top of her head, "Get up! I'm going to be late for class! The quilt has been bitten by you! You naughty bag, get up!"

"Ouch!"

She screamed in pain, rubbed her **** and opened her eyes to see Ji's mother pulling the quilt in her arms.

She looked down and saw that the quilt was wet and covered with saliva, and she bit off a corner, revealing the white cotton inside.

Bai Zhen: ... I feel like I've done something wrong.

She glanced at Ji Mu's dark clouded face, and jumped up from the bed.

"I'm going to wash up!"

Bai Zhen didn't put on her slippers, so she ran away and disappeared.

She packed up quickly, took two slices of bread, put it in her mouth, and trotted all the way to school.

Her knees were still aching, so she didn't dare to move too far.

The irritable vixen greeted Jiuyuan and Fragment in his heart again.

Fortunately, she took her seat before the class bell rang.

Just as Bai Zhen wiped the sweat from her forehead, the teacher walked in.

The first math class.

Someone slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered that he was going to hand in his homework...

What to do?

As soon as she knelt like that yesterday, she forgot to go out of the sky!

Forgot to copy the wrong question!

Someone pulled over the notebook, stared at the two completely different writings on it, and looked at it for a while.

The math class representative had walked up to her and hooked her finger.

Bai Zhen smiled awkwardly at him.

"What are you laughing at, homework!"

Bai Zhen glanced at the notebook again.

Forget it.

100,000 urgent, deal with it first.

She tore off the pages, wrote her name, and handed it over.

When the monitor got the homework, he went to the back row to collect it.

Bai Zhen heaved a sigh of relief.

Her eyes fell on the big green tortoise below, she looked at the two lines of neatly written small characters, and paused.

Immediately, she picked up a ballpoint pen and replied in her crooked primary school student handwriting:

"The significance of the epoch? The significance of the universe is useless! It's not as real as a big and sweet peach! Tell you, next time I will scribble on my notebook, and I won't be killed if I get caught by this girl. you!"

After Bai Zhen finished writing, she threw the notebook aside.

**

And the one where the book is connected.

The amphitheatre that can accommodate 100 people has no seats.

Although this class is college physics, most of the people sitting below are girls.

They sat together in twos and threes, discussing in a low voice, with excitement shining in their eyes,

The school bell rings.

The young professor pushed open the door and walked into the classroom, standing in front of the desk.

The pure black trousers outlined his straight long legs, and the cuffs of the shirts on both sides were pulled to the same height.

The corners of the book in his hand were flat, as if brand new.

His handsome and unpretentious facial features are so stunning that people can't move their eyes, long eyelashes, high nose bridge, **** light-colored thin lips, and gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, giving him a bookish atmosphere unique to university professors, and his slow movements. It looks luxurious and elegant.

The eyes behind the lens are like ancient wells and deep pools.

With just one eye-raising action, the girls below couldn't help but let out a low voice.

But it is indeed excusable.

The son is like jade, and his temperament is like a deep valley or an orchid.

No one can hold such beauty.