The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

If it is No. 196 that remains, then that should be worried.

Hearing Yang Wanli's words, No. 196 seemed to be relieved, but he turned around one step at a time and walked out for a long time. Zheng Quzhi sat on two hundred laps, almost nestled in his arms, thinking of it, he couldn't use his energy, he endured it for a long time, hoping that the dean could quickly finish educating the boy Yang Wanli, and then rolled away quickly.

"What are you doing!" Yang Wanli's voice suddenly sounded.

Zheng Quzhi's eyelids twitched and looked out.

Outside, the dean didn't know when he stood beside Yang Wanli, pinched Yang Wanli's chin, and stared at Yang Wanli like a prey.

Zheng Quzhi suddenly had an ominous premonition, and as expected, the dean bowed his head and gnawed over. Yang Wanli turned to the beginning, the dean's mouth stopped on his face.

"It's not cute." The dean raised his face with a smile, picked up Yang Wanli with one hand and fell on the sofa, while pressing down. He looked old, but his strength was still great. Yang Wanli was a nerd who only knew how to study hard. He didn't exercise much and didn't have much strength.

Soon, the dean took off Yang Wanli's clothes in twos or twos.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Qu felt cold. This dean is actually gay? Or maybe men and women are not taboo? If No. 196 had a relationship with Yang Wanli, wouldn't it be difficult to escape it?

Girls have at least a layer of hymen. Rape will leave evidence, but boys and those who don’t have a hymen have no protection. Who knows what they have experienced?

Yang Wanli's desperate and angry shouts sounded outside, and the dean had already taken off his pants. Zheng Quzhi gritted his teeth and rushed out when his head was hot.

He is unkind, but not without humanity.

His waist was hugged tightly. As soon as he turned his head to yell at him, his mouth was tightly covered by a cool hand, and his cool breath sprayed into his ears: "Don't interfere, don't change the trajectory here."

Zheng Quzhi froze, Wei Yan?

Zheng Quzhi trembled a bit and dared not look outside. He hung his head and didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't move for a long time.

Yang Wanli's cry gradually weakened, becoming a desperate sob and forbearance. The dean was always talking about meat, and he moved to several places with Yang Wanli in his arms.

From sofa to desk, from desk to office chair...

It wasn't until an hour later that the movement outside decreased. The music on the radio was turned off, and there was a rustle of clothes, followed by the dean’s smiling voice: "No. 186, you can go back, today you and No. 196 can be exempted from three punishments."

Zheng Quzhi raised his eyes and looked outside.

"Why! Hate me?" The dean lowered his head: "No. 196 has such a good body! With so many people of the same age, she is the best developed, and I really want to taste her."

On the ground, Yang Wanli was lying on the ground, naked, with ambiguous traces on his body. He didn't respond when he heard the dean's words and moved slightly.

"Don't move her...Don't move her..." His voice was already hoarse, hoarse and unpleasant.

"Be more obedient, of course I'll be gentle with you!" The dean fastened his belt, knelt down and pinched Yang Wanli's chin, and bowed his head with a smile. Yes! If you like it, you can also **** her with me!"

"Beast! Crazy!" Yang Wanli was excited, his eyes flushed.

The dean still held him firmly, and his voice fell a few degrees: "Would you like to look at something crazier?"

Yang Wanli trembled and did not speak.

"That's just obedient! I like you good children the most!" The dean stroked Yang Wanli's face with satisfaction and slowly lowered his head.

This time, Yang Wanli did not hide.

Zheng Quzhi withdrew his gaze in disgust, feeling the temperature behind him, his heart calmed slightly. Before long, the dean and Yang Wanli both left, and the office became quiet again.

Erbai moved, released Zheng Quzhi, and pushed the cabinet door open. The exquisite breath outside instantly hit his face, two hundred eyes were slightly cold.

"Wei Yan?" Zheng Quzhi's hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded behind him.

Two hundred's expression remained the same, but he turned back sluggishly, "Brother, who are you calling?"

"Don't pretend." Zheng Quzhi pursed his lips, and took out the broom hidden under the cabinet. "I know it's you."

Erbai scratched his head, with some doubts in his innocent eyes: "Brother, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Zheng Quzhi looked down and walked out over 200, no longer caring about the people behind him. What happened just now was too shocking. For a while, he couldn't care about Wei Yan or Wei Yan.

He thought it was just child abuse, but he didn't expect it to involve rape. Thinking of this, his eyes fell slightly, and his desire to go out became stronger. He must report this ghost place!

"You two! What are you doing there!"

A rough voice came, followed by heavy footsteps, and a sudden pain on his back, Zheng Quzhi snorted and looked back.

The bald man stared at him fiercely: "Hurry up and work! Dare to be lazy, when we are dead!!"

Two hundred quietly caught up next to Zheng Quzhi, still the same as the previous wimpy look.

***

At the end of the day, Zheng Quzhi almost didn't even look at it. Unlike the previous estrangement, this time he completely ignored it. No matter how tightly two hundred followed him, he ignored it.

In the afternoon class, Yang Wanli had already returned to the classroom.

Zheng Quzhi couldn't help but look at him a few more times. His eyes were red and swollen, and he should have cried. Wearing short sleeves, there are ambiguous marks on his exposed arms and neck.

He sat in the corner alone, his head lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"No. 199, why are you wandering again!" The dean suddenly stopped the lecture and looked at Zheng Quzhi.

Zheng Quzhi raised his eyelids to look at him. This man seemed kind and kind, but he didn't know how abnormal he was. Whether he was a man or a woman would not let him go, even children.

After looking at Zheng Quzhi for a moment, the smile on the dean's face closed up: "No. 199, what do you mean?"

As soon as the voice fell, a man walked towards Zheng Quzhi.

With a pain in his waist, Zheng Quzhi came back to his senses and raised a smile: "Dean, it's nothing, I'm thinking about the question you just asked."

Upon seeing this, the dean returned to a smile: "Then tell me, what did you think of?"

"Never thought of anything." Zheng Quzhi touched his nose and said embarrassedly.

Fortunately, the dean has always been tolerant to him, but just nodded and let him go. Because of this small episode, Zheng Quzhi gained a lot of attention from others.

There are still people left before get out of class is over. It should be another game to play. Both Yang Wanli and No. 196, who were supposed to stay, did not recite their names. Zheng Qu knew the reason, and was a little bit complicated.