The single dormitory of the school teachers is the two residential buildings behind the school, which are generally one-bedroom and one-living rooms, more than 20 square meters, and very small dormitories. [No pop-ups.]

Mr. Zhao's dormitory is on the second floor, the decoration is ordinary, but the sofa TV, the household appliances are complete, the house is covered with a burgundy carpet, clean and clean, a male teacher's dormitory can be kept like this, it is not bad.

Dean Li smiled and said to Xu Xiangbei: "The conditions of our dormitory here are not high-end, but they are also equipped with complete kitchens and bathrooms, equipped with refrigerators, laundry, and electric water heaters, so life is very convenient." ”

Teacher Zhao took a suit and hurriedly ran over, Teacher Zhao wore glasses, and looked polite, because he ran too fast, some beads of sweat oozed from his fair forehead.

It is a branded professional suit issued to teachers, although the brand and quality are not as good as Armani, but it is also a well-known domestic brand of clothes, with excellent texture and trendy style.

Dean Li enthusiastically told Xu Xiangbei: "The electric water heater should be boiled first, we have a power of two kilowatts, and the water will be boiled in five minutes. When you've taken a shower, just close the dormitory door, and we'll be waiting for you in the dean's room. ”

"I know, thank you, I'll take a shower for a maximum of twenty minutes, see you in the dean's room.

After Teacher Zhao and Dean Li gently closed the door, they left, leaving Xu Xiangbei alone.

Turn on the TV, the news is broadcasting on the TV, after watching the news for a few minutes, it is estimated that the water heater has been boiled, Xu Xiangbei took off his clothes, only wore a small triangle, and prepared to take a bath.

When he was undressing, his watch fell under the sofa, and he lay on the carpet to find his watch.

At this time, the door of the dormitory creaked open, and a crisp and pleasant female voice sounded: "Teacher Zhao, your dry cleaning clothes have been washed, are you there?" ”

Xu Xiangbei was pouting P shares looking for his watch, and when he heard someone coming in, he was still a girl, so frightened that he hurriedly lay on the ground, and he didn't dare to come out.

His big and white P shares, but he didn't want to be seen by girls, he was secretly distressed, when Dean Li left, he didn't close the door well, so people easily broke in.

From the gap under the sofa, I saw a pair of women's sneakers, Xu Xiangbei said, hurry up, don't hinder Lao Tzu from taking a bath.

However, the girl apparently had no telepathy with him, and not only did she not leave, but entered the room and closed the door gently.

There was a sound of wind, like a piece of clothing had been thrown on the couch, and the girl was by the door, motionless, not knowing what she was doing.

Who is this girl?,It's really annoying.,The clothes are back.,Why are you still staying here?,A girl ran to the male teacher's single dormitory.,A few meanings.。

From the edge of the sofa, Xu Xiangbei quietly looked over, and this look made him secretly complain.

The girl was none other than her cute plaid skirt, it was his first love Song Yuting, and after Song Yuting threw her clothes on the sofa, she stood in front of a mirror by the door, as if she was sorting out her hair, and narcissistically squeezed her mature breasts.

After tidying up her clothes and hair, she was attracted to the news on TV, and the entertainment news was broadcasting the arrest of actress Lu Yao's murder of godfather Lu Jingyun.

Song Yuting walked over to the sofa, her attention was all on the TV: "How can she do such a thing, I like her so much, it's incredible." ”

Xu Xiangbei shrank behind the sofa, listening to the footsteps, and finding a suitable position to avoid Song Yuting's perspective.

Several times, Xu Xiangbei exposed Ximin, but fortunately, Song Yuting's attention was on TV, and she didn't expect that someone would lie on her stomach behind the sofa.

Song Yuting stood on the edge of the sofa, Xu Xiangbei was lying on the ground, and his eyes involuntarily aimed at the spring light in her skirt.

Her legs are as crystal as jade, snow-white and slender, Xu Xiangbei liked Song Yuting at the beginning, half of the reason was because he fell in love with her flawless long legs.

And he just admired it from afar, he had never seen Song Yuting's legs so closely, and he had no choice to look at it from a bottom-up angle.

Xu Xiangbei's gaze, like an evil monster, has reached her thighs, and he has seen most of the beautiful long legs, people's hearts are always greedy, and he actually has an idea of wanting to see what she is wearing.

He gritted his teeth, he didn't get into the tiger X wilted the tiger, he crawled behind Song Yuting like a soldier crawling forward on the battlefield, and finally saw the black lace edge that shallow protected the key parts and outlined the straight buttocks.

And Song Yuting didn't know that behind her, Xu Xiangbei was looking up at the top of her skirt, she felt a little tired from standing, remembering that there was a sofa behind her, so she stepped back and wanted to sit on the armrest of the sofa.

She felt nothing but step on a soft object, and then involuntarily fell backwards, and to her strange surprise, she didn't fall to the floor, but sat on a soft and warm mat.

She touched it with her hand curiously, the tentacles were flexible and hard, and she turned pale with fright, only to realize that she was actually sitting on the body of a naked man.

She jumped up like an electric shock and screamed.

"Song Yuting whispered, it's me. ”

Song Yuting's jaw was about to fall to the ground in surprise, the person sitting under her P share was actually Xu Xiangbei, and Xu Xiangbei was only wearing a bulging brief, with a huge small tent supported in the middle.

She was ashamed and angry, her face was flushed, she quickly turned around, crying and laughing: "Why are you again, you are really Y soul." What are you doing here?"

Xu Xiangbei smiled bitterly and rubbed his arm that was trampled on: "I just came to Mr. Zhao to take a shower, and as soon as I took off my clothes, you came in, I was afraid that you would find out, so I hid under the sofa, I didn't expect ......"

Song Yuting thought of what she had subconsciously touched just now, felt a fever on her face, and asked with a slight anger: "Then if you shout, I won't know that you are here, and you won't come in, you lie under the sofa silently, who knows what you think, you lie there, don't you want to ...... me"

Xu Xiangbei covered his lower body with his clothes, and forced a smile: "Don't think nonsense, I'm very simple, and I will never think about you." ”

Speaking of this, Xu Xiangbei couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

Hearing Xu Xiangbei's evil smile, Song Yuting's beautiful face became even more flushed, and it was all red to her neck, and she stomped her feet shyly: "What are you laughing at, what's so funny, don't laugh." ”

Xu Xiangbei made his voice sound deep and full of magnetism: "I'm laughing at myself, I once thought about a lot of scenes of our encounters, just like the sad male protagonist in the movie, but I never thought that we would meet in such a situation." ”

(End of chapter)