1952: C1952 Fan Wind Hammer Leg Cool

C1952 Fan Wind Hammer Leg Cool

Han Yao and the others were shocked by Cheng Weijia's action.

One had to know that Cheng Weijia seemed to be just an invigilator.

But he was a member of the Education Association. To the Canglan College, he was simply like an imperial official in ancient times. He had the right to kill first and report later, and he had the right to control life and death.

Therefore, Ye Meng had subdued Cheng Weijia. This naturally stunned Han Yao and the others.

"Hey, aren't you the poker face judge?"

Ye Meng saw this and looked at Cheng Weijia in surprise.

When Cheng Weijia heard this, he instantly became excited.

"Referee, I don't deserve it. I am Cheng Weijia. I am just a small invigilator. In front of you, I am like an ant, not worth mentioning!"

As Ye Meng's loyal believer, Cheng Weijia's expression was extremely humble.

The rest of the instructors from the Education Association wiped their eyes in disbelief.

Was this still Cheng Weijia?

One should know that in the Education Association, Cheng Weijia was famous for his eccentric and unreasonable temperament!

He was secretly given a nickname by the other instructors, called the Dead Face.

This meant that the expression on his face was like a dead man, never changing.

Therefore, Cheng Weijia's cautious and cautious expression made the mentors feel like they were f * cking huskies.

Ye Meng tilted his head and carefully sized up Cheng Weijia.

This guy still looked like a poker face, but for some reason, Ye Meng found him pleasing to the eye this time.

"Strange, this fellow is so ugly. Why does this baby suddenly find him pleasing to the eye?"

Ye Meng muttered to himself.

After thinking for a while, he came to a realization.

"I know. This guy has the temperament of Old Shen. No wonder I like him!"

When he thought about it, Someone was similar to Shen Hongye. Ye Meng unconsciously became closer to him.

"Get up. Come, help me fan the wind!"

Ye Meng casually sat in the chair and waved at Cheng Weijia.

Cheng Weijia was overjoyed when he heard that.

This was the God of Yuan Huang! What ability did Cheng Weijia have to fan the God?

Immediately, he ignored his colleague's surprised gaze. He snatched a fan from a female student's hand and carefully fanned it beside Ye Meng.

At this time, the weather was close to midsummer and the heat was unbearable. Some girls naturally carried fans with them.

However, a girl's fan was naturally fragrant, and it made one's imagination run wild just by smelling it.

Therefore, when Cheng Weijia fanned his fan, a fragrant wind immediately rushed towards Ye Meng.

"Wow, wow, wow. It smells so good. It smells just like the smell on Miss's body!"0

Ye Meng's eyes lit up, and his small face revealed a satisfied expression.

Such a fragrant scent assailed his senses. It really made him feel refreshed and refreshed!

Although, with Ye Meng's Cultivation, he was not afraid of the cold and summer heat at all.

However, being exposed to the sun was not a comfortable thing after all.

"Young... cute young master, you must be tired. I will massage your legs for you!"

The girl whose fan was taken away by Cheng Weijia was obviously also a smart ghost.

She saw that her back suddenly moved. Without waiting for Ye Meng's reply, she walked forward and gently massaged Ye Meng's legs.

The surrounding students were stunned as they watched. It was as if a hundred thousand Fu*k-you Horses were whistling through their hearts.

This motherf * cker! And being a student... 'Being a student to such an extent?'

Compared to the Ye Meng in front of them, these students were simply miserable!

They were really f * cking comparing themselves to others, infuriating them to death!

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