Wen Liang looked at Ye Yuting leaning over, and brought her red lips to her calf only a few inches away, and the faint fragrance like an orchid musk came to her nose, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Just as he was hesitating, there was a sudden itch on his legs, but it was Ye Yuting's hanging green silk that touched the skin, and she subconsciously moved, and the toes at the end of her snow-white thighs probed out, which happened to be on the peach source holy land that countless people dreamed of, even if there were socks and skirt corners, you could feel a burst of damp heat and softness from there.

"Hmmm......"

Ye Yuting let out a low moan from the end of her nose almost at the same time, and the hand holding Wen Liang's calf tightened violently, and her fingertips were almost embedded in the flesh. Poor Uncle Wen was also completely dumbfounded, he just endured the pain and didn't dare to say anything, just wanted to move his toes quietly, might as well Ye Yuting raised his head slightly and glanced at him, his eyes flowed, and he wanted to speak, his white jade-like fingers brushed off his long hair behind his ears, his voice trembled slightly, but he pretended to be calm: "Don't move, it's not honest if you are injured......"

The conscience of heaven and earth, Wen Liang really wants to be honest, but at this moment, Ye Yuting is still ashamed, but she is charming, plus squatting on the ground, which is in great contrast with the image of the teacher who is high on weekdays, and the graceful curve of the body is also fully visible, and then there is an indescribable touch from the tiptoes, and she can't help but gently hook her toes.

This time it is not as good as what I did unintentionally, the unknown depth of the path tightly wrapped by the underwear inside the skirt, the valley that rises upward, and the traces of the slight sinking after being forced, all clearly pass through the nervous system of the feet to the depths of the mind, just like throwing an atomic bomb into the ocean of desire, shaking the monstrous waves, not only wetting the eyes, but also drowning the last bit of reason.

Ye Yuting trembled, her cheeks were dyed with layers of redness, and her forced indifference suddenly collapsed. Despite this, she didn't get angry or dodge, but her slender fingers still tightly grasped the gentle calf, unconsciously sliding gently around the dark green place.

Wen Yu's snort became heavier and heavier, and his hand pressed on Ye Yuting's shoulder at some point, caressing her long hair extremely gently, but the toe that was lying across the forbidden place that no one dared to violate was squirming regularly through the skirt.

"Woo ......"

It only lasted for three or five minutes, Ye Yuting bit her lower lip and let out an extreme wail from the depths of her throat. The legs were clamped violently, but the body suddenly loosened, and the whole person almost lay on the gentle legs. The messy hair covered half of the pretty face, but the little crimson that came out of the skin seemed to tell the world what had just happened.

The sunlight slanted through the window screen, reflecting the overlapping reflection of a man and a woman in front of the desk, green mixed with the taste of maturity, and the slightly exposed jade bone ice muscle when the skirt corner was turned up, outlining a scenery that made the Buddha also tempted. If such a picture can be perfectly presented on the end of the painter's brush. It will definitely be more ambiguous and seductive than any famous picture of the spring palace.

No one would have thought that Ye Yuting, who has always been dignified and generous, would stage such a passionate scene in the office with her students.

When the uncontrollable spring tide slowly dissipates. Outside the window, I vaguely heard the noise and chaos that would only come after the recess exercises, and the gentle eyes gradually cleared up, and reason returned to his brain, which could be his impatience. Thinking back to what happened just now, I couldn't find a suitable reason to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere at this time for a while.

Beside oneself?

Can't help but play with your own teacher? This time is different from the last time, last time things were in a hurry. was blocked under the table, and it was understandable.

But what about today?

"Teacher Ye, I'm sorry, this is an accident......"

But it's not a way to stay silent, listening to the sound of recess exercises have dispersed, and other teachers may come back soon, and if they want to be caught red-handed, it's a big trouble. It's better to apologize first, and then find a way to explain, Ye Yuting is a smart person, so the two of them will not become strangers because of this incident.

Before the words could be spoken, Ye Yuting had already gotten up, hung her head and turned her back to Wen Liang, pressed her hands on the table, as if she had exhausted all her strength to stand firm, and said in a low voice: "You go!" ”

Wen Liang also wanted to say two words of comfort, after all, it is not a matter to leave like this, Ye Yuting's voice was a little pleading, and said, "Wen Liang, you go first." ”

Wen Liang hesitated for a moment, and finally left silently, she couldn't listen to what she said on this occasion, so let's wait for a chance to talk about it after school.

In fact, Wen Yu had long been faintly aware that Ye Yuting seemed to be estranged from the relationship between the two intentionally or unintentionally these days, but I don't know why there was no violent resistance in the face of her rude behavior today. But at this point, he clearly felt that if he didn't handle it well this time, he wouldn't be as easy as last time, and he would probably lose Ye Yuting.

Putting aside the dirty thoughts that those men have, what he prefers is Ye Yuting, who is a teacher and friend, if he loses her because of the sudden sperm worm in his brain today, Wen Yu will not forgive himself.

As soon as I walked out of the office, I saw Huang Mei humming a song while eating a pot and walking over here, Wen Cheng secretly said that it was a fluke, but she was not in the mood to fart with her today, and she was ready to pass by.

"Hey, the eyes are long, the butt is on? Don't you see a living person here? ”

Huang Mei grabbed Wen Liang's arm, her eyes widened, and the little freckles on her face were cute. Wen Liang bowed and said with a stern face: "Hello Teacher Huang, Teacher Huang has a long life!" ”

Huang Mei was startled, stepped on shit and jumped two steps away, then looked at the back of Wen Liang who had walked away in disbelief, and muttered, "Took the wrong medicine?" ”

However, her big grinning temperament was thrown behind her in an instant, and she pushed the door of the office and shouted: "Yuting, it is rare for the principal to hold a meeting, you dare not attend, I worship your idol too much!" ”

Back in the classroom, Ji Su and the others hadn't come back yet, remembering what had just happened, Wen Yu rarely felt a little upset, took out the English version of "The Pursuit of Excellence" from the drawer, and was about to look through it casually, Ji Su walked in from outside the classroom.

As soon as he sat down, Meimu glanced at the book in his hand slightly, and said in a low voice, "Haven't finished reading it yet?" ”

"I haven't had time to watch it lately," Wen Liang shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "I don't know what I'm busy with every day......

It was rare to hear Wen Liang have such a complaining tone, Ji Su turned his head, stared at his face carefully, and said softly, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Wen Yu was taken aback, and was stunned by Ji Su's keenness, and said, "It's gone, it's just that it hasn't rained for so long, and I feel depressed." ”

Ji Su was actually full of curiosity about Wen Liang's careers outside, but Wen Liang was reluctant to say, she wouldn't deliberately ask, and naturally she wouldn't expose his little trick of changing the topic, so she smiled lightly and said, "It seems that there will be rain tomorrow...... It doesn't matter, the book is always placed here, and when you have some leisure, or when you think about it, you can turn it out and read it, and it feels good. ”

Books are still like this, how can people be worthy?

Ji Su never concealed her affection for Wen Yuan, and after that confession was rejected, she still stood silently beside the person she liked as always, never regretted it, and never left.

Wen Liang sighed slightly, changed the topic again, and said, "By the way, do you want to participate in the national physics competition that Teacher Ye said in class?" ”

"My physics grades are far worse, where can I qualify to participate in such a competition? But what about you, do you want to go? ”

Wen Liang snorted and said, "I heard that I have to train intensively, so I won't suffer that crime." “

As a provincial and municipal key high school, No. 1 Middle School naturally has countless top physics students, and it is not difficult to pick a few people. However, in order to cope with the high level of competition, the school also requires that the participating students must participate in the school's special training after school every day, and all the contestants gather together for a two-hour class, and they also have to eat on Saturdays and Sundays.

is so unkind, except for scholars like Ji Xiaoling and Cheng Haijun, only those who succumb to the teacher's obscenity are willing to participate, of course, forgiveness does not belong to either of these two kinds of people, so even if I heard it, I didn't take it to heart.

However, in the afternoon, the final list of the physics teacher had Wen's name, and Uncle Wen hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Teacher Yang, is there a mistake, I didn't sign up?" ”

Mr. Yang, who has a nickname called the head shaker, has a strand of (note that it is a strand, not a head) of long, black and shiny hair, which goes from the left ear around the bald forehead, and then ties a knot at the right ear and goes to the back of the head. In other words, with Mr. Yang's Baihui acupoint as the middle line, the front part of the head is actually not growing, and it all relies on this strand of hair that I don't know if it has been fertilized to support the façade.

If it's just like this, it doesn't matter, people with hair problems will encounter it in middle age, but Mr. Yang has a hobby, every time he is excited in a lecture, he happens to have long hair that falls disobediently, so he will hold his hair with his hand and throw it at the back of his head, which is extremely coquettish.

Once in class, Mr. Yang's old problem came again, his hair and head were thrown back at the same time, but he forgot the TV cabinet hanging in the air in the corner behind him, and the sideburns collided with the corner of the cabinet with an incalculable acceleration.

The result?

The iron cabinet was cracked, and Mr. Yang's head was only red and swollen for a week, which can be described as a complete victory. Therefore, the name of "Shake the Head Yang" is known to everyone in Yizhong.

"Didn't sign up?"

Teacher Yang's long flowing hair snapped and fell to his nose, he sneered, he didn't even bother to move his hands, and as soon as he shook his head, his hair obediently returned to the back of his head: "I know you didn't sign up, but Principal Zhang specially explained when he held a meeting that the first place in physics in each class must participate." Forgive me, although I haven't seen you as much as my hair since the beginning of school, you have to understand how much ability you have, how much responsibility you have! ”

Uncle Wen was almost scared to death, he didn't dare to let go of his fart, and sat down with a disgraced face. (To be continued......)