Chapter 136: Chapter 136

Chapter 137 Calling Husband In Class

She knew it was wrong.

But he couldn't mess with her at a critical juncture.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for this one to end. Dana Roosevelt quickly turned off the game and turned off the mic. She just wanted to ask him why he did that just now.

However, before the questioning was blurted out, she was thrown onto the bed.

"The game is fun, eh?"

The girl who was held back by the man in the lesson was crying and laughing on the bed.

"It's not fun, it's not fun, but the teacher is the most fun, no, the teacher is the best."

"Teacher?"

When Walker Herbert heard her words, he didn't want to let her go.

"Do you dare to call a teacher anymore?"

"Don't ask the teacher to call you?" Dana Roosevelt looked at him miserably, "Don't you think the teacher and student CP is so cute?"

"Well, Dana, if you fucking have a kind, call me teacher in bed and husband in class!"

This was the first time Dana Roosevelt heard Walker Herbert swore words.

But there was no trace of anger when he said those words.

On the contrary, it was slow, like a noble son in a muddy world.

As the man said, he unbuttoned her clothes, Dana Roosevelt's face was red like an apple, and like she was too slapped.

"I... I was wrong, Walker, stop."

A nervous teacher and husband made a mistake.

When Walker Herbert saw her look so scared and shy, his desires rose to the extreme.

He held her chin and refused to let go, and he made sure to himself to ask her to beg for mercy.

"Husband? Do you have another husband, eh?"

"No, no, you are the one."

That night, Dana Roosevelt survived the catastrophe.

Although Walker Herbert considered that there would be morning classes for both of them tomorrow morning and did not overtake them, Dana Roosevelt still felt tired.

The next day.

Dana Roosevelt could not get up, she was sticking her body to the comfortable sheets, all kinds of didn't want to get up crossed to her mind.

"Teacher... I won't go to class today, okay."

She was so sleepy and sour all over.

"If you don't go to class, what are you going to do?"

The man was already up at that time, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, and he was wearing a shirt, one by one with the buttons on the shirt. "Huh?"

"Sleet at home. I blame you for making me so tired last night."

"Are you tired?"

"Yes."

Dana Roosevelt's physical strength quotient was known by Walker Herbert.

Although it was very tiring for her last night, she didn't get up the next day, and he restrained it.

"Either you get up by yourself now, or I help you get up the same way last night, which one do you choose?"

Dana Roosevelt, who was still asleep, heard "the way of last night", and her black eyes opened in shock.

In an instant, her spirit had just woken up.

Her whole body suddenly became lively.

"Wow! The weather is great today. I'm going to school!"

Dana Roosevelt yelled, and quickly crawled off the bed and ran into the bathroom.

Walker Herbert watched her run away and followed the back figure chased by the tiger for a few seconds.

The corners of his lips laughed, and he couldn't help but shook his head helplessly.

Progress University.

Today's economics class was special.

Usually, it was a large classroom with a hundred students, but this time it was a lecture course for a few students in the lecture hall.

Almost the business school was not only the finance department, but some other business students also came to listen to the lectures of Walker Herbert.

For this kind of big lecture, Dana Roosevelt and Hussey both habitually chose the back position. That time was of course no exception. Moreover, the front row position had long been snatched away by the student fans of Walker Herbert, half an hour in advance.

"Hey, your professor is also very popular."

"Look at these little girls, one by one is like holding a gun to grab the limited edition of the Louis Vuitton head office in Paris."

Hussey shook her head. Dana Roosevelt glanced at her silently and said, "I feel like a forty or fifty-year-old aunt going to the vegetable market to grab fresh discounts."

As soon as this metaphor came out, Hussey glanced at her with contempt.

"This is your own boyfriend. Is there anyone who has such a black boyfriend?"

"No matter how bad Walker is, it is also a peerless limited edition available in the luxury store," Hussey said. She was holding her two palms high, and she did not forget to compare the gestures. "You are better, compare him to the rotten vegetable leaves that aunts are eying to snatch in the vegetable market."

Dana Roosevelt replied, "Isn't it all the same reason."

The lecture process was very long, it took three hours.

Walker Herbert's lectures could not be boring. Aside from the wonderful and concise content, they just listen to his voice and look at his face, which was also absolutely fascinating.

In the back of the room, there were two girls who were not caring about the handsome men on the stage at all.

Walker Herbert stated expressionlessly on the podium.

Without difficulty, he found two girls in the last few rows of the auditorium who bowed their heads and didn't know what they were doing.

He had been following them for a long time.

"Dana, protect me!"

"No way, no way, I'm going to die, you run."

"No, no, you can kill, come on, and kill him."

The two girls huddled in the corner while they were holding their cell phones and communicating quietly.

No one around found them for the time being, so both Hussey and Dana Roosevelt were engrossed.

Until a pair of familiar black high-end Italian custom-made leather shoes jumped into Dana Roosevelt's eyes.

The girl was stunned for a second.

In the next second, she looked up frame by frame,

Dana Roosevelt saw the cold and frosty face of the man who walked down without knowing when, and he wished that his chin would fall to the ground.

"Walker, Professor Walker..."

They were dead.

"What are you two playing? Is it fun?" Walker Herbert's voice was low, and he walked down like this, and asked in front of the entire auditorium.

Hussey who was next to Dana Roosevelt was also looked stupid, and hid the phone behind her, her heartbeat was pounding.

Dana Roosevelt also banged, pressed her lips tightly, and swallowed her spit.

"No, it's nothing. I'm listening carefully. Hey!"

Without waiting for her chance to explain, the man had effortlessly taken out her mobile phone from behind.

Dana Roosevelt suddenly yelled badly.

Sure enough, when Walker Herbert took it and saw the familiar interface on the phone screen, his face became heavy.

"Walker Herbert..."

Dana Roosevelt quickly lowered her voice and looked at him quietly, and she was almost begging.

"There are so many students here. I don't want to lose face, please, pretty please."

She said in the voice only the two of them could hear.

Many students in the front row have already looked at them.

Walker Herbert was standing in front of Dana Roosevelt, with no fewer than two or three hundred students around.

"Walker..."

Dana Roosevelt eagerly wanted to jump up, she was stomping her feet in a low voice, and she was folding her hands together.

The tall man's figure could hide her begging for mercy.

But he didn't say anything,

He didn't even return her cell phone.

Dana Roosevelt intuitively felt that he didn't want to let her go. No matter what, he just reached out and took the phone back.

Unexpectedly, the man turned around and walked away, he was holding her cell phone and went straight to the podium.

Dana Roosevelt's expression was completely ashen, "Walker Herbert!"

She called him in a low voice and eagerly.

But the man was as if he didn't hear it at all.

On the podium, Walker Herbert in his black suit was vigorous and resolute, with a touch-screen cell phone in his hand, and placed it on the projector.

"I rely on it!"

Dana Roosevelt couldn't hold back her swearing in the audience. 'This trader Walker, what does he want to do?' She asked herself.

Hussey next to her didn't know what she wanted to do, "Dana you seem to be unlucky."

Dana Roosevelt watched as her cell phone was magnified on the projector and displayed on the screen.

The man straightened the microphone in his hand, with a contemptuous tone, and said in the auditorium of two or three hundred people.

"I know that many of you now play in your cell phones during class time."

"From now on, those who play on their cell phones and chat in my class will put the content of the chat in here, and everyone who reads novels will also show them whatever novels they read for everyone to enjoy."

"As for playing games," The man said, his pair of sharp eyes slid across Dana Roosevelt like nothing.

"Just put your phone on the podium and let everyone watch how you were killed."

Dana Roosevelt was stupefied.

And Hussey's eyes widened.

Hussey now had a look of admiration. "Dana, your man, he is pretty ruthless."

Dana Roosevelt looked desperate.

Just looking at the little girl on the big screen who was standing still and being beaten, the blood bar went down, the teammates squirted wildly, and the enemy swung a knife at her. That called a quick, which called a strategy.

And Dana Roosevelt didn't even move as she watched her character being beaten to death.

Her classmates who were watching like it was a good show almost fainted with laughter.

Finally, the villain's blood was gone, and her character was dead.

"Oh, my God!"

Dana Roosevelt covered her face with her both hands and wailed, "What is Walker's heart made of? Why is it so pitted?"

Hussey raised her eyebrows and wanted to laugh, but she held back.

"I sympathize with you, but Dana, I advise you to... don't play games in front of your professor anymore."

The lecture was over.

Dana Roosevelt's phone was still in a state of being confiscated.

She suffered great humiliation in their class, her face was depressed and her head down.

The students in the auditorium left one after another. Only Walker Herbert, who was packing his things on the podium, and Dana Roosevelt was going to ask him to get her cell phone back.

However, it was just a turn of her head and after regaining her consciousness, she found that the man had been called away.

"Huh? How about people?"

Dana Roosevelt was a little puzzled,

But the podium hadn't taken anything yet, so she decided to wait there.

It was a teacher who called Walker Herbert out.

The man usually didn't have much contact with the teachers in the school, but since the other person had requested, he would not refuse.

He was led to a corridor.

After seeing the teacher who wanted to see him, the man's face became cold.

It was Emily.

Emily was wearing a white lotus collar top and light blue high-waist jeans that today.

A simple ponytail was tied to the back of her head. She was dressed like a standard female college student.

When Walker Herbert saw this person, of course, he was not in a good mood.

"What do you want?"

Emily bit her lip.

She was standing in the corridor and heard that Walker Herbert had a lecture at Progress University today, so she came.

She followed Manny Brown's instructions.

"Mr. Walker." Emily summoned her courage and decided to give it a go.