Wu Lai was already standing in front of her, and said Yiyi, why are you lowering your head and looking at me? Yan Yiyi really raised her head again, her hands didn't seem to obey the call, and she trembled slightly. The sweater, which had only knitted a lock of needles in his hand, fell to the ground along with the red thread that had been placed between his knees.

She was about to pick it up, but Wu Lai helped her pick it up, handed it to her, and took the opportunity to pinch one of her ruddy, soft and slender hands, and said Yiyi, you are so beautiful. Then he was about to reach over his lips and kiss the back of her hand.

Yan Yiyi was a little scared, pulled his hand out of his palm, and covered the thread ball and the knitted sweater with both hands.

The two woolen needles stood left and right, pointy, Wu Lai was afraid of pricking his hand, so he didn't dare to make a mistake, but he looked at Yan Yiyi in a daze.

Yan Yiyi didn't dare to look at him, her cheeks were already red, and when she heard Wu say some ambiguous words like I like you and love you, Yan Yiyi was a little tempted, originally she usually respected and admired Wu Lai, who was teaching, and she didn't mean to object to Wu Lai at this time.

Hearing Wu say, Yiyi, today is the Qingming Festival, and there is no one at home at you, can I do that with you? She was silent. Wu Lai thought that she had accepted herself silently, so he reached out and boldly made obscene movements on her.

Yan Yiyi pushed away his hand that squatted down to wrap around his waist, and whispered, Mr. Wu, the door is not closed. Wu Lai nodded knowingly, went over to close the door, and when he turned around again, Yan Yiyi had already left his seat.

She put the yarn ball in her hand on the table, and suddenly found that the thread ball connected to the sweater was broken in the part where the needle started, she stood at the table and was about to connect the thread to the thread, Wu Lai quietly walked over from behind and hugged her soft waist like a thin willow, and murmured, Yiyi, let's put the wool thing for a while, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, I finally get along with you alone, I cherish this opportunity very much. He saw that Yan Yiyi let go of the thread ball in his hand, and said, Go to your bed! Hurry up. Yan Yiyi pointed to the wing room on the north side of the main house, and Wu Lai picked her up horizontally and walked towards the wing room with the door covered......

After that, Wu Lai and Yan Yiyi took advantage of the opportunity for her family to go out to do things, and they lingered together many times. Stealing chickens and dogs like this, Wu Lai always felt dissatisfied, sometimes just after school, he also asked Yan Yi to go to the sorghum field at the north end of the village to do that kind of thing.

The sorghum straw is high, the leaves are wide, and the clusters of sorghum that grow well look like a green gauze tent, and the two of them are covered by this green gauze tent, and they really don't know it.

Since the adults don't know about this yet, the two of them can't be ashamed to walk together openly, so every time Wu Lai makes an appointment with Yan Yiyi first, if he has enough time, he will go to the sorghum bushes in the sorghum land to hide and wait for Yan Yiyi.

Of course, Yan Yiyi had time, and most of them went to the sorghum field first, and she always carried a large leather bag with two things in it: one was a large piece of oilcloth spread on the ground and half a roll of toilet paper for them to do that; Then there are the balls of yarn and two bamboo needles she uses to beat the yarn.

When she went first, she sat on the mouth of the sorghum furrow, looking forward to Wu coming while wearing a sweater. When she found that Wu Lai, who was coming from afar, also found her, she would stop knitting sweaters for the time being, look around, and if there were no outsiders, she would make a move, and then go into the depths of the sorghum bush and wait for a while, and Wu Lai would arrive.

That time, Yan Yiyi waited for Wu Lai in the sorghum land and removed a lock of sweater that she turned back to knit, which was the sweater she was going to make for herself, and now she changed her mind, and planned to make a sweater with Wu Lai, and tell him after the beating, and give it to him by the way, which is also a token of love.

Wu asked Yan Yiyi to do that, and he began to be more cautious and not in front of the students. After a few times, his courage was magnified, even if he was writing his homework on the blackboard during class, as long as Yan Yiyi came out of the room and shook the desk against the aisle, as soon as he found it, he would put down the chalk, pat the chalk ash on his hand, and then quickly approached Yan Yiyi. Yan Yiyi always stood aside and smiled at him. Then, Wu Lai leaned close to her ear and whispered, of course, asking Yan Yiyi to wait for him in the old place.

Yan Yiyi often doesn't speak, and basically nods. The few students sitting at the desks in the school hall were ghostly, and they were always talking in secret: looking at the appearance and demeanor of Teacher Yan and the girl, it showed that their relationship was not ordinary.

At dusk about a week later, Yan Yiyi, who was carrying a large leather bag, first got into the sorghum bushes like a green gauze tent in the sorghum field according to the time agreed by Wu Lai.

When the sunset was fading, and when the birds were noisy, Wu Lai quietly came to the appointment. Yan Yiyi untied the chain of the leather bag as usual, took out the plastic sheet and spread it on the ground, and each other opened the last line of defense of their bodies, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and happily felt the most ecstatic taste in the world. This is also the time of school, a few elementary school students pass by here, only a hill field across the sorghum land, one of the male men came to urinate, so he held his head high and "chirped" under the ridge for convenience. Suddenly, he noticed that several clumps of sorghum straw in the middle of the sorghum ground were shaking from time to time, quite rhythmically, like some animal arching inside.

He jumped up the ridge, caught up with a girl walking on the Tianji Road, patted her shoulder gently, and then pointed to the sorghum straw that was still shaking from time to time and said, Liu Xiaohui, look.

Liu Xiaohui raised his eyes and shouted, yo, really, those sorghum straws are moving, not like the wind, if it is the wind, they are all moving one by one, it is impossible for only a few sorghum poles to move.

Are there animals in there? I want to check it out. As he spoke, the man took off the schoolbag he was carrying and asked Liu Xiaohui to hold it for him temporarily.

It's not like animals making noise. Liu Xiaohui felt that she couldn't say clearly, she reached out and patted the man's hand sleeve and said, Cheng Spy, you have to pay attention to it, don't alarm the things in the sorghum field.

The scout nodded, and walked around the hill field to the sorghum land. Liu Xiaohui stood on the road and watched him, and when he got close to the sorghum ground, he tiptoed a few steps, then bent down and crawled into the sorghum bushes along a ditch, and Liu Xiaohui couldn't see him.

She stood and waited for a while, and then found that the spy quietly withdrew from the sorghum bushes, then stood up, pulled out his legs and ran back, and came to Liu Xiaohui out of breath.

Liu Xiaohui returned the schoolbag he had taken for him and asked, what is moving in the sorghum field? Cheng Spy took the schoolbag and put it on his back, drooped his head and smiled darkly, but did not answer.

Just as he was about to get up and continue running, Liu Xiaohui grabbed his sleeve and said that he was a spy, say it quickly, don't say it and won't let you go. Cheng Detective was helpless, and leaned close to her ear and whispered, I found that Teacher Wu and the girl from the proprietor's house in the school were stripped naked and hiding in the sorghum field to do that kind of humiliation.

When Liu Xiaohui heard this, his face turned red, as if he regretted that he shouldn't have asked him, and it seemed that he had insulted himself because he asked. She immediately let go of the hand that was grasping the spy, and saw the spy turn around and fly up and run on the way home.

She glanced at the sorghum straws that had been moving for a long time in the sorghum field, and it was estimated that Mr. Wu and the girl had finished the humiliation and would come out soon. Liu Xiaohui thought so, but he didn't want to see them, so he ran on the way home.

The male classmates who walked in front also found that after the scout got into the sorghum field and withdrew, they bent down and ran away, so they chased after him, trying to catch up with the spy, and asked him to tell him what secrets he found in the sorghum field.