Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Mu Qianqian saw that no one was chasing after her, so when she went back to the class, Zhou Zhi was already there.

"Qin Meiqi is the eldest lady of the Qin family, will she deal with us?" Zhou Zhi was a little scared after thinking about it.

"If she deals with you, I will deal with her." Mu Qian said honestly.

For some reason, Zhou Zhi was relieved.

Her cell phone text message rang, and it looked like a series of unfamiliar numbers.

The text message reads: "I am the vice president of the student union. We will meet at the school gate at [-] o'clock on Friday. There will be a special car to pick you up. Please prepare your swimsuit and other clothes. This is my mobile phone number. You can contact me by this number."

Mu Qianqian also received the same text message.

"The degree is actually the degree." Zhou Zhi was fascinated again.

Mu Qian smiled, curled his crescent eyes, and asked sarcastically, "Fu Yuhuang, Fu Qikai, degree, title, which one do you like best?"

Zhou Zhi blushed, "Noble, Fu Yuhuang, degree, Fu Qikai, how about you?"

"Fu Yuhuang, Fu Yuhuang, Fu Yuhuang, Fu Yuhuang, hehehe." Mu Qianqian smiled while covering her mouth.

"You are really lustful." Zhou Zhi hit Mu Qianqian. "Dare to call his attention."

"Hahahaha." Mu Qianqian smiled heartlessly, "I just thought about it casually."

Fu Qikai came in through the back door with one hand in his pocket, and deliberately flicked the book on Mu Qianqian's desk to the ground.

Mu Qianqian picked up the book on the ground, frowned and looked at Fu Qikai.

Fu Qikai looked back at her, his eyes cold and dangerous, and said displeased, "What are you looking at me for?"

"If you don't look at me, how do you know that I'm looking at you." Mu Qianqian replied.

Zhou Zhi pulled La Mu Qianqian's arm and reminded in a low voice, "Don't provoke him, he is not easy to provoke."

Mu Qianqian thought about it too, opened the book and blocked it in front of her face, blocking Fu Qikai's sight.

She can't be provoked, she can't hide.

Fu Qikai: "..."

Mr. Mu from the market futures class walked in and said with a smile: "Students, today we are in the computer room for these two futures classes. Mr. Fu has developed a simulated futures software. I will give each of you 10000 coins. , the ten people with the most gold coins left after class, please sing the teacher on weekends."

"Wow, Teacher Mu, you are so kind." The classmates cheered.

Mu Qianqian stuck her head out and looked at Teacher Mu.

Mr. Mu is a man in his 30s, gentle and elegant, with a strong bookish air, and he seems to have a good temper.

The students are excited to go to the computer classroom.

Mu Qianqian saw that everyone opened the futures software game page, but in fact, many of them were playing another popular game of Fu's "Hero Inn".

A light flashed in her eyes, she smiled slyly, retracted her head, and opened the "Hero Inn" rudely.

The master is also online.

"Why are you here at this time?" Fu Yuhuang sent a message first and asked in surprise.

"The teacher asked us to play the game." Mu Qianqian said vaguely.

"Really? Which teacher is so unprofessional?" Fu Yuhuang asked rhetorically.

"Mr. Mu, who teaches our market futures class, Master, I will be in the eleventh grade soon, and I will be married soon. When I reach the fifteenth grade, can you marry me?"

Fu Yuhuang: "..."

He guessed that Teacher Mu asked them to play a simulated futures game. She would rather go over the wall and play "Hero Inn".

He is now introducing the game to clients, and he doesn't say much.

"Be nice, I'm a little busy here, wait until I get back to buy you something good." Fu Yuhuang said helplessly.