In the last life, when Bai Ke was about to graduate from the second year of junior high school, a peachy news circulated from his senior classmates.

Said that there was a senior physical education teacher who gave a massage to a girl.,Press it and press it and finally get it.,When I got carried away, I was bumped into by a student.。

The teacher eventually had to resign.

Later, I heard that the teacher opened a massage clinic, and then I heard that he was divorced and married to a female student who was engaged by him.

After a few more years, I heard that he had hired a group of blind people and made a small fortune by massaging them.

At the moment, it seems that this teacher must be the protagonist of the legendary story.

There must be countless girls who have been groped by him.

And the girls who have been to school should not be the only ones who were forced to get married.

Although Teacher Yu was a little exposed because of Bai Ke's sudden turnaround, he obviously knew this well, and quickly regained his composure and put on the dignity of a teacher.

As soon as Bai Ke stopped for a moment, he scolded: "What's the matter, don't you hurry back!"

The white guest sighed and walked out.

Yu Feng proudly rolled up his sleeves and pressed Yu Xiubo's injured ankle: "How is it? Does it hurt here?"

I tried to press it a few times and nodded: "Okay, I know, I have to take off your shoes first." ”

"I'll do it myself. Yu Xiubo blushed.

Yu Feng straightened his face: "I'm here to listen to the teacher." ”

Yu Xiubo had no choice but to let the teacher untie her shoelaces little by little, and then slowly took off her shoes and her white socks.

Then Teacher Yu went to untie Yu Xiubo's other shoelaces.

Yu Xiubo hurriedly shouted: "Teacher, my foot is not broken." ”

"Ah, yes, I forgot. ”

Teacher Yu's massage skills are still good, after all, he has experienced a hundred battles.

After rubbing for a while, Yu Xiubo hummed a few times, and his feet and neck were really much easier.

It's a pity that it's early winter, and the girls don't show their arms and legs.

Teacher Yu felt bored after rubbing it for a while, and when he was picking up Yu Xiubo's trouser leg and about to press his leg, he looked up coldly and almost sat on the ground in fright.

The instrument storage room has a window, but it is blocked by stacked instruments, leaving only a palm-sized glass window.

At this moment, a face suddenly appeared on the small glass window.

That face obviously belonged to the boy just now, but it looked like another person.

Or like something else.

The face had a strange expression, as if it was lifeless.

He looked straight into the room but didn't seem to see anything, as if he was immersed in some world.

Teacher Yu was so frightened that he pulled out the cold in his crotch, hurriedly pulled Yu Xiubo's trouser leg back, and muttered, "Okay, let's go down and take a walk," while rushing out angrily.

Taken aback, Teacher Yu was very annoyed and was ready to clean up the weird-looking boy.

But when you come out of the window, you can see that there is no one.

That weird boy was playing volleyball with the rest of the team in the team.

Otherwise, this guy's skills are too amazing.

Teacher Yu watched his classmates practice volleyball in a haunted manner, and he didn't calm down until Yu Xiubo limped back to the team.

I watched my classmates train with my hands behind my back, and gave a few pointers from time to time.

However, as soon as he turned around a few times, Mr. Yu suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at him fiercely behind him.

Teacher Yu turned his head sharply, but he didn't see anyone.

And that strange boy was playing ball with the other classmates as if nothing happened.

Teacher Yu glared at the strange boy viciously.

Although he still looked like he was doing nothing, how did Teacher Yu feel weird.

It always felt like a rented face.

Teacher Yu patrolled in front of his classmates, and gradually circled behind the strange boy.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he kicked it violently.

Teacher Yu's shadowless foot can generally kick the classmates' mouths and gnaw mud, and the worst can also make the other party stumble.

Then, the parents of the students will come to thank Teacher Yu: "Thank you for helping me with discipline. ”

But Teacher Yu flew out but kicked in the air, and he didn't see how the strange boy dodged at all, but he almost came to gnaw on the mud.

And his leaning body was easily grasped by a few fingers of one of the boy's hands.

Grabbing one of his arms, to be exact.

Rather, grasping a large tendon on the inside of his arm.

Teacher Yu grinned in pain and couldn't move.

The strange boy didn't seem to be working hard at all: "Teacher, you have to be careful." ”

Teacher Yu nodded vigorously like a good student: "Okay." ”

The strange boy just took it lightly, and pulled Teacher Yu up.

This time, Bai Ke easily switched back.

But I was a little apprehensive in my heart, I also took advantage of Xiubo, isn't this the same as Teacher Yu?

No, no, I am not subjective, and second, I am not using power for sex.

Besides, it was Tang Ta's doing......

"You're a psychopath, you're here again. ”

Sun Yuan twisted Bai Ke and woke Bai Ke up.

In the past six months, there have been a lot of white guest slips, and it's time to listen to the class.

A few days later, Teacher Yue came back to class, and Bai Ke pretended not to mention to him about Teacher Yu's massage of the girl.

Teacher Yue sighed.

It seems that he is also in the know.

Bai Ke tentatively wanted Teacher Yue to stop Teacher Yu.

Teacher Yue narrowed his eyes: "Children are nosy. ”

Maybe Teacher Yue's family is waiting for Teacher Yu to plant his head, and he will be on top.

Should the white guest be concerned about this idle matter?

Under normal circumstances, Teacher Yu would no longer substitute teach Bai Ke and his junior high school classmates.

Yu Xiubo and the other female classmates should be safe.

But what about those classmates in high school?

They deserve to be groped, do they deserve to be?

Of course, the white guest can wait for the hand of God.

According to the law of the previous life, in the second half of the second year of junior high school, God will clean up with the teacher.

But Bai Ke changed the fate of the classmate who was holding the ball, will Teacher Yu's fate also be changed?

Although he couldn't think of how to stop Teacher Yu's evil deeds, Bai Ke still ran outside the equipment room to eavesdrop and peek to see if any other girls were poisoned.

Since Bai Ke disturbed Mr. Yu's good deeds that day, the only piece of glass on the window has also been pasted to death, and outsiders can't see what is happening inside.

Bai Ke can only take advantage of the darkness to dig a small hole in the door, usually blocked with a wooden board, and open it to peep when he feels that there is someone inside.

A few days later, when Bai Ke came to the door again, he really noticed that there was movement inside.

When I looked at the doorway, Teacher Yu was massaging the thighs of a high school girl, flirting while massaging.

"Ouch! ”

"Isn't it comfortable?"

"Nasty. ”

I grass, it seems that not once or twice.

As for whether the pool went into the hole, it is unknown.

Bai Ke took out a small plastic horn and was about to cheer Teacher Yu up, when he looked sideways and saw three or four boys in the same grade looking not far away.

The white guest beckoned to them, and they hurriedly ran over and followed the white guest to watch.

Right now, it's evening, and there are still a lot of teachers and students on campus.

Everyone loved to join in the fun, and after a while, eight or nine students gathered in front of the kung fu gate, vying to look inside.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Bai Ke took out a small plastic horn and blew it at the small hole.

The classmates were stunned for a moment, then laughed and ran away.

A few days later, Teacher Yu quietly disappeared from school.

A few days later, Mr. Yu broke his leg while walking at night, and he was lying on the hospital bed and massaging himself.