Teacher Bai Qing is in her office, but there is no piano in the office. The piano is in the music classroom next door, which is a large stepped classroom. At the front of the classroom, there is a black and shiny Schuermann piano.
"You are here." Bai Qing saw Zhang Yuan and welcomed him happily.
Zhang Yuan only noticed that Teacher Bai Qing’s black straight long skirt had split ends, she couldn't see it when she stood still, but as soon as she walked around, her right leg quietly appeared from the slender black dress. The snow-white thighs were set against the shiny black skirt, and they were almost white like warm jade. What's even more tickling is that you just wanted to appreciate it carefully, but after the white legs were hidden in the skirt again, there was no trace.
"Why? Look dumbfounded? Haha." Bai Qing walked to Zhang Yuan, and the two full meat bullets that approached unexpectedly swayed tremblingly in the thin clothes.
"Uh... Teacher Bai's skirt is so beautiful." Zhang Yuan swallowed a mouthful of praise.
"Then Teacher Bai is not pretty?" Bai Qing's red lips lightly opened, her voice was charming, she took another step, her plump and delicate almost hit Zhang Yuan's chest, the tangy fragrance made the man uncontrollable, either The man couldn't help holding her at this moment, and the monkey kissed her anxiously and stripped her skirt.
But Zhang Yuan didn't. Instead, he smiled suddenly, turned around, and walked to the piano and said, "What tune is Mr. Bai going to play for me today?"
Bai Qing heard that this kid was a hungry ghost in the morning. He thought that he was in a charming black dress today, and he could be taken down by two more fascinating words. He didn't expect that he was indifferent. Bai Qing was not convinced, so he went to Zhang Yuanshen Leaning to the side, with his body pressed against Zhang Yuan's arm, he said tiredly, "If you don't say that the teacher is beautiful, the teacher won't play it to you."
"Pretty, of course Mr. Bai is beautiful. When I didn't see you, the auctioneer, the eyes of many men would fall out." Zhang Yuan slapped haha.
"Hehe, it's almost the same." Bai Qing smiled lightly, then walked to the piano, opened the piano cover, and sat in front of the piano.
Bai Qing played a piece of Clayderman's romantic piano music Dream Wedding. During a certain period of Zhang Yuan I, Murong Xinluan loved it very much and played it every day.
However, when Bai Qing played, Zhang Yuan’s attention was on Bai Qing’s body, because as soon as she sat down, that snow-white round and attractive thigh appeared from the split ends again, white and milky snowy legs. Fully unfolding, round knees, knotted legs with graceful curves, and beautiful feet wearing black linear high-heeled sandals.
Too tempting, too hot. Seeing Zhang Yuan couldn't help but gulp down his saliva, this is indeed a delicious meal.
Bai Qing snickered in her heart, thinking that this kid would rush over, like an emotional little boar to kiss her legs, kiss her feet, and squeeze her legs.
Sure enough, Zhang Yuan walked over slowly, and Bai Qing took a breath, waiting for his hungry tiger to eat.
But Zhang Yuan did not rush, just sat next to her.
"Unexpectedly, you can also play the piano." Bai Qing was a little surprised, and found that Zhang Yuan's fingering proficiency and memory of music scores were no less than his own.
"Well, I haven't played for some days."
Zhang Yuan said lightly, but the memory has returned to a certain afternoon, and the wind is blowing softly. Outside the window is the snowy Alps. The music is slow and intoxicating, just like if you are in a happy river. , A long-haired girl next to her looked up and asked, "Cousin, when will you play this song?"
Zhang Yuan let out a sigh of relief. Although Murong Xinluan is by his side every day now, have the feelings of the past been taken away by the gentle wind
"What are you thinking about?" Bai Qing asked, turning his head.
Zhang Yuan smiled faintly, "In the past... I played the piano side by side with girls like this, but now I'm broken in love. Is the teacher right? "Bai Qing asked with a smile.
Zhang Yuan didn't answer, but said lightly: "Some women can play piano and go shopping side by side with you, but they won't fight side by side with you."
Bai Qing thoughtfully, then asked: "So you gave up on her?"
"But if there is another time, I don't think she will choose that way again, so I forgive her, but the relationship with her can't go back to the past." Zhang Yuan played again, as if this way could vent. Depression in the heart.
Maybe it’s because the topic is too "Oh, right?"
"But the teacher chose a different battlefield..." Bai Qing smiled bewilderedly, Zhang Yuan suddenly found that the chest of her long skirt had been untied, and there was a big picture under the slender neck. The snow white, only seen in Xuebai, there is a deep white ditch...
Bai Qing's so-called battlefield is her body, that soft and fragrant woman's body, where is there a man who doesn't want to fight a beautiful battle on the side.
Bai Qing Chi Guoguo's temptation did not end, and then she closed the wooden lid of the piano, then turned around and sat down on the wooden lid. With only one finger picked, the black dress opened.
This is indeed a perfect skirt. It is not only good-looking, but also convenient. There is only a belt around the waist. What is displayed in Zhang Yuan's current body is the whole body of Teacher Bai Qing.
What surprised Zhang Yuan was that there was nothing in Bai Qing's long skirt! The towering snow peak is extremely tender and white, and a bright red lotus is dripping red on the top of the peak, and under the flat white belly, the luxuriant grass raises blood pressure.
"Teacher Bai, what do you mean?" Zhang Yuan looked up at Bai Qing who was sitting on the piano.
"Don't you know?" Bai Qing looked at Zhang Yuan with fascinating eyes. She supported the piano cover with her arms and tilted her head lazily, reminding people of the woman who just woke up in the morning.
"Teacher, are you trying to seduce me?" Zhang Yuan asked with a smile.
"It's you who are hooking the teacher. In fact, since the first day you came, the teacher has liked you." Bai Qing said, raising one leg and placing his high-heeled sandals on Zhang Yuan's shoulders. What Zhang Yuan is in front of is not a happy season, it is a nuance, the secret of a woman, and the place that a man wants to occupy the most, it is clear.
"But you are a teacher." Zhang Yuan said again.
"So what, isn't Lin Xin also a teacher? I don't know how many boys want to press the teacher on the piano." Bai Qing's other leg was placed on Zhang Yuan's shoulder again, so that her secrets were completely facing Zhang Yuan Open it, and even Zhang Yuan can see the wet and shiny there, and the moist fragrance of women.