On the playground, the autumn sun was bitter, the students spit out foaming mouths, and there were loud readings in the teaching building, but there was peace in the office building, but the spring in the English teaching and research room was full of spring.
"Don't bully the teacher here..." Lin Xin put her hand down, trying to push away Zhang Yuan's bad hand that squeezed her soft flesh.
At the moment, the shy beauty teacher's cheeks are red, the hair is scattered, the delicate earlobes are extraordinarily bright red, and even the white and straight pink neck is full of peach blossoms, making people heartbeat.
"Isn't the teacher cold with such thin pants?" Zhang Yuan stood behind the chair, squatting, a little strenuous, but it was worth the effort to make out with the cute teacher in the office.
"Wearing too much, thick legs make it look bad." Lin Xin replied shyly. At this moment, she is no longer a solemn teacher, just a little girl with surging affection. She wants her boyfriend's bad hand to soothe her. There is another kind of inexplicable worry.
Because she was worried that the students would be thinking wildly, Lin Xin always tried her best to be dignified and decent, sometimes even deliberately covering up those beautiful and alluring perfect curves.
But after all, she is an unmarried woman who loves beauty, especially after she has feelings for Zhang Yuan, which woman does not want to be appreciated and loved by the man in her heart. The so-called female is a person who pleases herself, so now she also deliberately or unintentionally dresses up Zhang Yuan's sexiness made Zhang Yuan peek, and it also made the eyes of those eager little boys light up.
After Zhang Yuan's bad hand was pushed away by her, of course, he wouldn't let it go. Instead, he wrapped one hand around her waist and stuffed the other hand into her warm back, slowly pulling her shirt into the waistband and pulling it out.
"Don't~" Lin Xin was already ashamed to death, although her upper body had been touched by this bad guy more than once, but this is the teacher's office, how could she be here
"Is the teacher jealous today?" Zhang Yuan opened his mouth and sucked into her soft earlobe.
"Yeah..." Lin Xin nodded lightly, "I'm going to the teacher training school for a training in two days. It may take a few days. When I come back, I will have a public class to formally evaluate the job title. The teacher is afraid that I won't be here for a few days... Lin Xin lowered her head for a while before she gritted her teeth and said, "I'm afraid you will be snatched by Fan Jiaojiao."
"How come?" Zhang Yuan's hands have successfully covered Lin Xin's soft, slippery back with subtle fragrance and sweat.
But Zhang Yuan’s goal was obviously not the upper body. He pulled out his shirt and wanted to tuck his fingers from the back of Lin Xin’s waistband. But helplessly, these high-waisted trousers fit very well. Only a few fingers are inserted, and the back of his hand is actually stuck. Behind her waistband, she could no longer go deep.
In fact, although Lin Xin was shy and didn't want to make him thin and light in the office, but the pants were very tight, and his back was torn away by him, and every touch would affect the most sensitive part of her legs.
"You bad student, why are you so bad?" Lin Xinjiao groaned, feeling that his bad hand was jammed, and simply unbuttoned the button in front of her abdomen, allowing his hand to smoothly squeeze into the waist of her trousers.
With the permission of the beautiful teacher, Zhang Yuan was overjoyed. He only heard a string of chirps from her small toothed trousers chain. Zhang Yuan's entire hand got into Lin Xin's waistband...
Being touched by Zhang Yuan, Lin Xin only felt that she had no strength in her whole body. She tilted her body, closed her eyes, and leaned her head on Zhang Yuan's shoulder, motionless, feeling the heat in her body being driven by his fingers.
Zhang Yuan squatted for a while, and his whole body was tense again. He still had to press Lin Xin's upper body, feeling a little bit powerless, so he simply lifted her leg with one hand and lifted Lin Xin away from the chair.
The movement was a bit loud, and Lin Xin's blurred apricot eyes opened slightly, afraid that he would really do that with himself in the office, and quickly pleaded, "Zhang Yuan, this is already embarrassing. Just touch it. You can't do that. …"
Zhang Yuan squeezed the tender meat in his hand again, and said with a smirk, "No way?"
"No..." Lin Xin couldn't tell, her face flushed and bleeding, and she whispered: "You know, dead people, the teacher is ashamed to death."
Zhang Yuan smiled, "Teacher, I just want to change seats with you."
"Necrosis!" Lin Xin patted Zhang Yuan, holding his neck, gently lowering his eyes and closing his eyes, leaving his bad hand thin between his legs.
Zhang Yuan sat on the chair and placed Lin Xin, who was soft in a muddy ball, on her lap, making it more comfortable. Seeing the shy and pink-faced teacher, Zhang Yuan was also moved. He thought about the pure teachers and students at the beginning, and then became good friends inexplicably, and now he is lying on his own. Zhang Yuan decided that no matter what Fan Jiaojiao did, the beautiful and simple and a little stupid teacher must cherish the little woman who was allowed to fiddle with in his arms.
"Teacher, I like you." Zhang Yuan lowered her head and sucked the soft lips of Lin Xin's rose petals, and with two clicks, she sucked out the shy little tongue. After several trainings with Zhang Yuan, Lin Xin has already Will respond to him with a lilac tongue.
Zhang Yuan’s tongue stirred in her mouth, and her moist mouth had the same sweet aroma on her body. The teacher’s saliva was as sweet as nectar. At this moment, Zhang Yuan suddenly thought of Fan Jiaojiao. This is how people with thirsty throats smoked, sucking in each other's little bit of saliva, and moisturizing each other to survive.
If you don't think about her, you can only blame herself. Zhang Yuan suppressed the thoughts in his heart with all his might, and immersed himself in a tongue war with Lin Xin, using various methods to trick that little cowardly tongue.
"Zhang Yuan, I like you too." Lin Xin slightly opened those misty eyes that were dripping with water, and looked at Zhang Yuan's teasing smile. She couldn't help but rushed up again with her arms. He tried his best to hook Zhang Yuan's neck and said, "Bad student, I will make the teacher so ashamed to be happy." After speaking, he opened his small mouth, and took the initiative to bite Zhang Yuan's earlobe for the first time and licked his tongue. His pinna.
Zhang Yuan also had a sense of accomplishment in his heart. It felt so wonderful on his fingers, soft, wet... So many beautiful teachers who are so yearning for boys, right now, gently twist their waists with their legs.
After a while, I just listened to Lin Xin's "huh~" from the depths of her nose. Her delicate body suddenly stiffened, her arms tightly strangling Zhang Yuan's neck, she panted sharply, and after a slight shiver, the cotton softened. The hot body was completely limp.
Zhang Yuan didn't expect this beautiful teacher who tasted happiness to come so quickly and reach the peak of happiness so easily, he didn't dare to move anymore.
"No, enough... The teacher is going to die..." Lin Xin couldn't help but begged, helpless Zhang Yuan knew that she was already very unbearable and couldn't stand her own teasing anymore.
"Yeah~" Lin Xin shook her coquettishly, no longer daring to look away.
He was still unsatisfied with depression, straightened his pants, and was forced out of the office by Lin Xin. Zhang Yuan washed his hands and went downstairs. Looking at the students who were still running, he smiled triumphantly, and he didn't have the energy to run again. Now, let's go back to the classroom and rest.
Seeing Zhang Yuan coming in, Fan Jiaojiao, who was half-dead, snorted softly and lay on her stomach in a different position.
"Zhang Yuan, what did Teacher Lin tell you to do?" Liu Jing asked eagerly.
Zhang Yuan sniffed his fingers and said lazily: "Talk about learning." After he said that, he deliberately walked in the direction of Fan Jiaojiao's face.
"Let's talk about love." Fan Jiaojiao sneered, then changed direction and lay down.
Zhang Yuan was taken aback. The other classmates were also guessing what happened to him and Lin Xin, but Fan Jiaojiao knew everything clearly. If she said anything, then Lin Xin might be going to lose face at school. .
Hearing Fan Jiaojiao's ridicule and Liu Jing's eagerness, Zhang Yuan suddenly wondered if Fan Jiaojiao had told him about Lin Xin.
Thinking that Lin Xin was about to be harmed because of herself, Zhang Yuan's heart suddenly started, and the dissatisfaction with Fan Jiaojiao all the time was also welling up. Zhang Yuan stopped and said angrily: "Fan Jiaojiao, me and Teacher Lin is innocent, don't talk nonsense everywhere!"
"Who is talking nonsense?" Fan Jiaojiao sat up fiercely and looked back at Zhang Yuan angrily.
Fan Jiaojiao actually meant, "I didn't say anything at all," but Zhang Yuan's words were heard in Zhang Yuan's ears as "I didn't talk nonsense, what I said was the truth."
Zhang Yuan was too afraid of Lin Xin being hurt, and he was too confident in his understanding of Fan Jiaojiao’s character. He felt that a girl like Fan Jiaojiao was cautious and willful, she would be desperate when she gets angry and eight achievements. Jiaojiao yelled: "You come at me if you have grudges and complaints! If you hurt Teacher Lin because of your nonsense, I'm not welcome to you!"
Fan Jiaojiao pursed her mouth, repeating a sentence in her heart, you actually want to be rude to me for other women. The more I thought about it, the more I was wronged, the tears in my eyes filled up at once, and he suddenly turned his head and ran out of the classroom.
Afterwards, a drop of crystal clear tears fell on the ground in front of Zhang Yuan, smashing to pieces.
Liu Jing stood there inexplicably, wondering why Zhang Yuan suddenly made such a big fire, and said to herself: "Why are you all nervous?"