"I... I'll change it myself." Qiao Lin's face turned slightly red.
Chuzheng glanced at his hand: "Can you handle it?"
"Yes... yes." The boy nodded firmly.
Chuzheng let go of him, Qiao Rin took his clothes, but before he got up, he fell back again.
My head is still dizzy.
"Let me do it."
Chuzheng pressed him back.
"Teacher... No need." Qiao Rin pressed down his clothes in embarrassment: "I'll change it later."
Chuzheng pushed his hand away and said confidently, "I'll change your clothes for you, and I won't do anything to you. What are you afraid of?"
"Teacher, I can change it myself."
"Ok."
Qiao Rin thought that Chuzheng agreed, but who knew that Chuzheng would press his wrist in the next second.
Qiao Lin's other hand was injured, so he couldn't do anything, and his head was so dizzy, he could only watch Chuzheng's white fingertips unbutton his shirt.
Qiao Lin's body tensed, and the body under his shirt was gradually exposed.
The texture is smooth, with some abdominal muscles, strong and powerful, not as slender and weak as it looks.
The shirt fell to the crook of the arm.
Chu Zheng's eyes suddenly turned cold.
There was a buzzing in Qiao Lin's mind, as if the tight string had snapped.
He immediately broke away from Chuzheng, gathered his clothes and shrunk on the sofa, his lips slightly pale.
She saw it.
She will despise herself.
Qiao Lin didn't dare to look at Chuzheng, and buried his head very low.
Qiao Lin felt a slight slump beside him.
The girl's hand was inside for support, and the other hand pinched his chin, forcing him to look up.
Qiao Lin's eyes turned around, not daring to fall on Chuzheng.
Chuzheng let go of him, his fingers fell on the edge of his shirt, and he pulled down slightly.
The scar on his arm was instantly exposed to the air.
Evil and terrifying.
New injuries and old injuries alternate.
Extraordinarily conspicuous.
Qiao Lin's body trembled slightly, Chuzheng silently took off his clothes, she pulled him into her arms and hugged him, looking at his back.
Same injury on the back.
Chuzheng hugged him: "Who did it?"
Joey didn't speak.
"Joe Hong?"
Joe shuddered.
Chuzheng hugged him to calm down for a moment, then took the clothes and put them on.
Chuzheng lowered his head and buttoned him, and Qiao Lin could only see her drooping eyelashes.
"Old... teacher..." Qiao Lin whispered to her: "Am I ugly?"
Chu Zheng raised his eyes: "No."
Qiao Lin squeezed his fingers: "Will the teacher despise me?"
Chuzheng straightened his collar and slowly said, "No."
"Teacher I..."
Qiao Lin slammed down on the sofa, and the girl's delicate body pressed up.
Qiao Lin's pupils widened slightly, and the familiar face continued to expand.
There was a slight heat on his lips, and a 'hum' sounded in Qiao Lin's mind, and then he could no longer think.
He could see her slender eyelashes, drooping slightly, blocking the light in her eyes.
Hot breath fell on his cheeks, causing a slight itching.
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"Old... teacher..."
Qiao Lin's voice trembled a little, with an abnormal flush on his face, leaning against Chuzheng in a dizzy manner, his heartbeat was extremely fast.
Chuzheng kissed him twice and hugged him inside.
"rest well."
Qiao Lin didn't dare to look at Chuzheng, so he closed his eyes.
Qiao Lin felt the darkness in front of him, a slight heat on his forehead, and then the sound of footsteps leaving.
Qiao Lin was very dizzy. He raised his hand and touched his heart, which was still beating irregularly.
The teacher kisses... him.
It's a little different from what he thought, but...
There was a faint sweetness and hilarity in Qiao Lin's heart.
Qiao Lin thought about it for a while, and soon fell asleep.
It was a bit of a sleepy night.
The next day, Qiao Lin sat up abruptly.
He lifted the blanket to take a look, closed his eyes angrily, got out of bed for a moment, and quickly cleaned up the crime scene.
Qiao Lin secretly opened the door, and after not finding Chuzheng, he immediately threw the sheet into the washing machine.
He set the time, and was suddenly hugged from behind: "Wake up so early."
"Old, teacher." Qiao Lin's body was stiff and he couldn't speak easily: "Morning."
"what are you doing?"
Qiao Rin clenched his hand on his side slightly, and answered slowly, "Wash the sheets."
He couldn't see the expressions of the people behind him, only felt her breathing.
Chuzheng didn't ask him why he washed the sheets early in the morning, but kissed him on the neck: "Come over for breakfast." Then he let go.
Qiao Lin turned to look, Chu Zheng had already walked back inside.
Now that it's getting cooler, she's wearing a long-sleeved stay-at-home dress that goes to her knees, revealing her fair, slender calves.
The dreams of the past are always woken up and forgotten.
But now Qiao Lin's mind is full of the dream from last night, the teacher was pressed under him...
no.
Can't think.
Qiao Lin patted his face and calmly went to wash up.
By the time he came out, Chu Zheng was already sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.
Qiao Lu walked over slowly, he was just about to sit next to him, when Chu Zheng suddenly pulled him, exerting a little force, he sat directly on her lap.
"Old, teacher?" Qiao Lin was nervous.
Chuzheng surrounded him: "Do you want to tell me what happened yesterday?"
Chuzheng didn't ask her yesterday, but that doesn't mean she won't ask.
Qiao Lin was hugged by Chuzheng, and she deliberately pressed him with her hands to prevent him from getting up.
Qiao Lin pursed the corner of his lower lips: "Teacher, I feel a little uncomfortable when you hold me like this."
The temperature on the girl's body is like a spark that can start a prairie fire. At this time, the place where he is close to her skin is burning.
"Why doesn't it feel uncomfortable to hold you?" Chu Zheng asked shamelessly.
Qiao Lin's cheeks were hot: "Teacher hugs me... I feel uncomfortable."
Chuzheng's chin rested on his shoulder: "Where is it uncomfortable?"
It was obviously a very calm voice, but Qiao Rin somehow felt that Chuzheng was teasing him.
Qiao Rin didn't feel that Chuzheng was about to let go, so he had to give up the plan. He turned his head and met Chuzheng's eyes: "Teacher, do you like me?"
"Ok."
Chuzheng admitted generously.
Qiao Lin was stunned.
After a long while, he murmured and asked, "Will the teacher dislike me for being naive?"
They were not just teachers and students before.
And age.
He is too young...
He knew very well in his heart that Lu Zhou was right, age would be the biggest obstacle between them.
"I have the ability to take care of you." Chu Zheng said casually, "Why do you dislike you?"
"..." Qiao Lin always felt that something was wrong.
Qiao Lin exhaled and took the initiative to put his arms around Chuzheng's neck: "Teacher, I'm your student, do you really want to date me?"
"What's the problem?"
Her tone was not worried that there would be a problem.
But if there is any problem, she will solve it immediately.
Qiao Lin hesitated and said, "It's not very good to be known by the school..."
"You don't want the school to know?"
"… "
Qiao Ran didn't say a word.
This kind of thing is known to the school, and it will soon become the focus of discussion, with bad influence, and will be expelled from the school.
"I see." Chuzheng put his arms around his waist and assured him solemnly, "I will try my best to keep a distance from you at school."
After all, the gap in identity, Chuzheng is not good to make a big splash, so as not to cause other troubles.