Wang Qian in the back row looked at this scene, biting her lip, and the pen in her hand was almost clattered.

How did Mo Yun, this bastard, stay at home all day long, meet other girls?!

Ahhhh! It's too much, it's so close!

Wang Qian's eyes were red and her face was covered in frost.

"Uh, what's wrong with you, Xixi?" Xu Jing felt the chill coming from Wang Qian and was a little scared.

"I want to hit someone!" Wang Qian blurted out.

"What?" Xu Jing was stunned.

"Uh, I, I mean, I miss my lord, I miss my lord! Yes, I miss my parents, wuwu--"

Xu Jing: “…”

At this moment, Xu Jing also noticed Mo Yun and immediately understood.

"Hetui, scumbag!"

Dingling--

This is the class ringing.

A tall, white-faced middle-aged man slowly walked into the classroom.

Mo Yun was stunned, and a touch flashed in his eyes.

"Sixth-grade warrior!"

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"Dad!" Xiao Yurou's face was happy.

"Ha?" Mo Yun was stunned and said, "He is your father?"
Chapter completed!