Chapter 682 You dare to defend and beat you to death
"Hey hey hey!" Leng Aotian didn't seem to hear what Zhou Qian said. He smiled obscenely and walked up behind the beautiful teacher, then hugged her into his arms: "Baby, let me help.
You wash!"
"..." Zhou Qian said nothing. She knew that it would be useless to say anything now.
She closed her eyes gently, knowing that now she could only satisfy all the bad students' requirements.
After struggling in the bathroom for a long time, when she was carried into the bedroom by Leng Aotian, she no longer had any strength left in her body.
Lying softly in Bad Student's arms, she felt very satisfied and pretended to be dissatisfied and glanced at him: "Bad student...you...are you not going to let me get up today?!"
"No!" Leng Aotian pretended to be innocent and looked at the beautiful teacher: "I am very restrained. If you don't want to get up, I can definitely continue for a long time... How about we do it again now!"
"You...don't..." Zhou Qian panicked when she heard Leng Aotian say this, and quickly grabbed his hand: "You can't do that anymore...we...have to go to the academy this afternoon!"
"I won't come, I won't come... My husband is kidding you." Leng Aotian said as he hugged the beautiful teacher into his arms: "Close your eyes, and my husband will accompany you to have a good sleep!"
"Yeah!" Zhou Qian responded softly and fell asleep quickly in Leng Aotian's arms.
After a good sleep, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon when she woke up.
"Aotian, it's getting late, we have to go back to the academy!" Zhou Qian looked up at the bad student with some reluctance: "Our class's basketball game is about to start this afternoon. If we don't hurry up, we'd better get up quickly.
Bar."
"Okay!" Leng Aotian nodded, kissed the beautiful teacher gently on the face, sat up and said, "Baby, come on... now my husband will help you get dressed!"
Zhou Qian knew that if she asked this bad guy to help her get dressed, he might take her clothes off again before she even put them on.
"I'll do it myself!" Her pretty face blushed slightly and she glanced at Leng Aotian. She didn't dare to waste any more time. She sat up under Leng Aotian's burning gaze, took the clothes and quickly put them on with her back to him.
"Hehe..." Leng Aotian waited until the beautiful teacher got dressed before retracting his greedy gaze.
In front of the beautiful teacher, he seemed to have gotten out of his habit. He sat up and looked at the beautiful teacher. He had no intention of doing it himself.
Zhou Qian didn't say anything, took his clothes and helped him put them on.
After tidying up, she got out of bed and took a step forward. Zhou Qian frowned slightly, blushed and stood there, refusing to go any further.
"What's wrong?" Leng Aotian looked at the beautiful teacher's pretty face covered with red clouds, and immediately guessed the reason, but he pretended to look at the beautiful teacher with complete incomprehension: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere!... Tell your husband quickly,
Husband, let me help you take a look."
"No... no..." Zhou Qian said softly in a panic, and had no choice but to take two steps forward. Because of the pain, she couldn't help but frowned and stopped again: "This bastard, he was beaten by him today."
It's so embarrassing... How can I go to the academy like this? I'm still not ashamed to death when others see it!"
"Does it hurt there?" Leng Aotian looked at the beautiful teacher with a very concerned look and stopped pretending not to know the reason.
"Yeah!" Knowing that the bad guy had guessed the reason, Zhou Qian lowered her head slightly and responded softly: "It hurts a bit."
"Let me take a look. If it doesn't work, can I rub it for you?" Leng Aotian looked at the shy and charming look on the beautiful teacher's face, and suddenly felt a little uneasy again. He looked at her with hot eyes, and what he said made Zhou Qian couldn't bear it.
She wanted to kick him twice: "If you rub it for a while, it should stop hurting soon!"
"You..." Zhou Qian glared at the bastard: "It's all your fault."
"Hehe...!" Leng Aotian smiled cheekily, bent down and picked up the beautiful teacher: "Tell me, should I carry you to the academy like this, or should you rest at home?"
"I...it's very inconvenient for me to walk like this...but..." Zhou Qian hesitated a little, but was afraid of losing the competition: "It's better...go to the academy!"
"Aren't you worried about the competition?" Leng Aotian looked at Zhou Qian's hesitant look and smiled slightly: "Then let's go, I will carry you to the car, and you should walk slower when you get to the academy. There should be no problem."
"Yeah!" Zhou Qian responded softly, her pretty face turning redder.
After locking the door and getting into the car with the beautiful teacher in his arms, Leng Aotian drove the silver Mercedes-Benz towards the college.
When she got off the bus at the college, Zhou Qian couldn't let the bad student carry her away anymore, so she had to endure the pain and walk slowly forward with Leng Aotian.
"Don't be seen, otherwise someone will definitely notice something!" Zhou Qian thought secretly in her heart, walking very slowly, her pretty face always flushed.
Fortunately, I didn't meet many people along the way. Most importantly, I didn't meet anyone I knew.
When she arrived at the competition venue, Zhou Qian slowly walked to her seat and sat down, then refused to stand up again.
Leng Aotian went to change clothes and play.
Today, the opponents their class encountered happened to be Lin Keke's class, and there happened to be two guys on the court who Leng Aotian wanted to fight every time he saw them - Hong Feng and Lu Hantao.
The whistle sounded and the game started. Leng Aotian ran to defend Lu Hantao.
Hong Feng held the ball and rushed forward a few steps but was blocked by Wang Dong. He saw the opportunity and passed the ball directly.
Leng Aotian pretended to be defensive and was too slow to keep up with Lu Hantao's pace, leaving Lu Hantao with a good opportunity to attack.
The person holding the ball on the other side saw that Lu Hantao had a chance and immediately passed the ball towards him.
Lu Hantao caught the ball, but Leng Aotian quickly moved in front of him and acted defensively.
"Shoot...you kid has thrown it in. I'll beat you to death later!" Leng Aotian stared straight at Lu Hantao. Although his voice was very low, it contained an obvious threat: "Yes.
You throw the ball in."
Hearing Leng Aotian's threatening words and thinking of the beating he received for no reason, Lu Hantao's face suddenly became a little ugly.
Although Leng Aotian didn't defend him very hard at all, he hesitated to shoot.
He pretended to slap the basketball in his hand on the ground twice, then took a step forward, and then passed the ball straight to a classmate on their side next to him.
Although the classmate's position was not very good, he unexpectedly had good touch. After catching the ball, he made a three-step breakthrough, performed a difficult move under the basket, and actually threw the ball.
Seeing his opponent score a goal, Leng Aotian suddenly felt a little happy.
"You kid can do it, dare to pass the ball to that kid and let him throw it in! ... You are so brave, it seems you are not afraid of being beaten." Leng Aotian glared at Lu Hantao with an annoyed look on his face: "Wait for the game later.
It's best not to let me catch you in the end, otherwise I'll have to beat you to death!"
Hearing Leng Aotian's threatening words, Lu Hantao felt frightened and regretted that he should not have passed the ball to that guy.
"snort!"
Leng Aotian snorted heavily. At this time, a classmate on their side had already served the ball from the sidelines.
Wang Dong caught the ball and sprinted toward the opponent's half with the ball.
Hong Feng defended Wang Dong very actively.
Leng Aotian suddenly felt a little unhappy when he saw Hong Feng's positive look.
After getting rid of Lu Hantao, he ran to Wang Dong and squatted down pretending to be in a pick-and-roll, staring directly at Hong Feng: "How dare you come to defend!...Are you looking for death?"
Although Hong Feng was not beaten up by Leng Aotian for no reason like Lu Hantao, he was quite afraid of this guy in his heart. Hearing his threatening words, he couldn't help but slow down a little.
Wang Dong dribbled the ball past him, bypassing Leng Aotian who was blocking him, and quickly rushed to the opponent's basket, followed by a jump shot.
The ball went wide.
Seeing that Wang Dong failed to throw the ball in, Leng Aotian became more and more unhappy.
Walking to Hong Feng's side, with his sight hidden, he suddenly stepped hard on Hong Feng's instep.
"Oh!" Hong Feng felt as if the instep of his foot had been hit hard by a big stone, and he screamed in pain.
The referee's attention was immediately attracted by Hong Feng's voice.
"If you dare to speak, I will kick you to death!" Leng Aotian stared at Hong Feng and took two steps back without looking for any trace. He was already more than one meter away from Hong Feng.
Hong Feng was very depressed and wanted to tell the referee that Leng Aotian had just committed a flagrant foul, but Leng Aotian was far away from him at this time and seemed to have done nothing at all. Most importantly, he was afraid that he would become very serious after suing this guy.
Danger.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally endured the bad breath.
"It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge!" He thought silently in his heart and decided to find an opportunity to deal with Leng Aotian properly.
Lu Hantao also heard Hong Feng's scream, turned to look at him, and then looked at Leng Aotian without saying anything more.
At this time, the opponent had already grabbed the rebound and was attacking Leng Aotian and the others.
Wang Dong was chasing the opponent's point guard, and Leng Aotian walked up to Lu Hantao again, looking at Lu Hantao with very threatening eyes, and his voice was still very low: "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Are you looking for a fight?"
...Hurry up and ask me for the ball!"
Lu Hantao looked at Leng Aotian's menacing gaze and couldn't help but feel guilty. He subconsciously opened his hands and made a motion to ask for the ball.
Leng Aotian did not defend Lu Hantao much at this time. Lu Hantao obviously had a good opportunity to attack with the ball.
When their defender saw Lu Hantao had a chance, he immediately passed the ball towards him.
Lu Hantao caught the ball and swatted it twice. He wanted to throw the ball, but he was a little afraid. He wanted to pass the ball, but he also felt a little guilty. After hesitating for a moment, Leng Aotian had already stepped in front of him.