Harry suddenly heard Jia's scream. Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt his face getting hot.
He licked his lips subconsciously and tasted a slightly salty taste in his mouth.
Harry was startled and touched his face. It was wet and covered with transparent liquid.
After realizing what happened, Harry looked at Jia with strange eyes. At this time, Jia's expression was dazed and she was breathing heavily, as if she had suffered a huge shock. Her consciousness was still in a dazed state.
At the same time, Jia's body was still twitching slightly, her face flushed, her mouth opened unconsciously, the corners of her mouth were crystal clear, her eyes were filled with tears, and her whole body exuded a bad aura.
Harry couldn't help swallowing, thinking that this woman was too moist. He hadn't done anything yet, he was just looking at her, but she reacted so strongly. If he really got serious, wouldn't the sheets be all wet?
After hesitating for a while, Harry took out his mobile phone and recorded the terrible scene in front of him. He was really offended by Jia, so he decided to go all out and record her lewd appearance.
"Don't shoot!"
Jia's dull eyes moved, and when she found that he was taking pictures of her with his mobile phone, she screamed in fear.
But Harry ignored her and continued taking pictures of her, even capturing the look on her face as she begged him for mercy.
When Jia saw that he had no intention of stopping filming, her heart suddenly ached and she felt extremely wronged, and tears began to fall.
She thought about how her dignity as a woman was trampled upon by the other party. Not only was her body played with, but even her shameful parts were seen. She even ejaculated right under his nose.
She felt very uncomfortable and painful when she thought about this. The other party must have thought that she was a lewd woman. She ejaculated just by being looked at. She was even more slutty than a slut.
The more she thought about it, the sadder she became. Two lines of hot tears flowed down her cheeks. Jia continued to shed sad tears.
Harry was stunned. The girl in front of him was sobbing from time to time. Her long eyelashes were full of tears, and she was as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water, or like a child who was lost and couldn't find the way home in the night, which made people feel pity for her.
Harry looked at the girl, then looked at his cell phone, and found that he could no longer bear to take the photo.
He sighed and put his phone away.
Harry touched his trouser pocket, took out a pack of tissues and wiped his face, then threw the remaining tissues at the girl and said impatiently: "I deleted the video, don't cry anymore, it's so annoying."
He was still reluctant to show his gentleness, because Jia was not only arrogant, but also looked down on ordinary people, which made him very disgusted.
Jia didn't know if she was frightened by his bad tone, she suddenly stopped crying and stared at him blankly. There were still crystal tears hanging on her eyelashes, and her face looked stupid, which made her look cute for some reason.
Harry said coldly: "Clean yourself up quickly. If someone finds out that you cried, or even suspects that I bullied you, you'll be dead."
After making the threat, Harry did not stay any longer and turned and left the principal's office.
Jia came to her senses when she heard the door close. She sat up from the cold ground, and a pack of tissues rolled off her and fell to the ground.
Jia stared at the pack of tissues with a complicated look in her eyes.
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Harry came downstairs and found that the sanitation area he was responsible for had been cleaned. He didn't care and took the broom back to the classroom.
After entering the classroom, Harry found that everyone was studying and the teacher was not in the classroom. He didn't think much about it and sat back in his seat.
The class passed quickly, and Jia never returned to the classroom. Harry's mind flashed with her crying face, and he couldn't help feeling worried.
At this moment, a fragrant breeze blew over.
Uta came to Harry's side, she bent down and whispered in his ear, "Harry, I have news to tell you, our head teacher has resigned."
Harry felt as if someone was blowing on his ears, which made him feel itchy and hot. He was a little surprised. After hearing what Uta said, his heart moved, but he did not show it on his face.
Uta had been paying attention to his expression. Seeing that his expression did not change at all, she had to ask him secretly: "Harry, did you do this?"
"What did I do?" Harry pretended not to understand.
Uta whispered, "The teacher just arranged for you to clean the place, and he was fired right away. And I saw it before, it wasn't you who cleaned the place at all."
Harry looked at her in surprise. The girl looked at him firmly, but Harry could see that she was acting. There was a tentative look in Uta's eyes.
She probably suspected that she was some kind of second-generation character?
Harry subconsciously started acting and complained, "I really don't know. I had a stomachache while cleaning, so I went to the toilet. The class next door helped me with the cleaning. Besides, I'm a student, how can I fire my teacher?"
Uta looked at him carefully and suddenly smiled: "I was just kidding, look how scared you are, the teacher is just sick and can't continue teaching, so I went back to treat the illness."
Harry said sympathetically: "I hope the teacher is in good health."
Uta looked at him deeply, said nothing more, walked towards the back door, and quickly left the classroom.
After watching her go out, Harry looked away, only to find Luna in front of him staring at him with gritted teeth. When she saw that he had discovered her, she dodged his gaze and immediately turned around.
Harry thought, she was probably unhappy with the anger she had endured from him these past two days. Considering how angry she was, how about double the time off from school tonight?
Thinking of the interesting things, Harry smiled with pleasure.
At this time, Luna secretly looked back at him again, and when she saw the hateful smile on his face, her pretty face turned pale. She turned her head back anxiously, feeling uneasy, and her ears turned red unconsciously.
When the school bell rang in the evening and the teacher called the end of get out of class, Luna was the first to rush out of the classroom, attracting the attention of her classmates.
The corners of Harry's mouth twitched. Is he that scary?
After hesitating for a moment, Harry did not get up to chase her. The girl ran too fast. If he chased her in front of so many people, his purpose would be too obvious.
Since Luna escaped, Harry gave up the idea of continuing to train her. This time the girl was on guard and would not be caught by him easily.
Harry had no choice but to pack up and go home.
When he returned to the residential area, Harry met Irene, a married woman he had met once, at the door. She was standing in pain, leaning against a tree, as if she had sprained her ankle.
Seeing that there was no one around her, Harry was about to walk up to her and talk to her when a prompt appeared.
"You found a lonely and injured wife and were about to approach her to talk to her, but you noticed that her husband was hiding in a car nearby, secretly watching you. He was excitedly waiting for you to touch his beloved wife."