Drifting Towards You

Gu Qingyao smiled, lowered his head and bit his finger hard, Lu Xiao twisted his eyebrows.

It's so ruthless!

Gu Qingyao didn't let go until the **** smell of blood came out of her mouth, gave Lu Xiao a vengeful look, and got up from him.

Standing beside Lu Xiao, Gu Qingyao looked at his drawing board.

Then he sneered: "Are you drawing the skeleton of a pig? Others use their feet to draw better than you!"

Lu Xiao didn't care either, threw away the pen and leaned back on the chair, and said, "Teacher, I obviously painted according to you."

"Heh, I don't like this!" Gu Qingyao sneered, and the students around also looked over.

Lu Xiao looked at her up and down, and said with a smirk: "Teacher, if you take it off and let me paint, will I be accurate in how I paint if you wear so much."

There were boys in the audience who couldn't help but patted the table to applaud and booed, and it was not too much to watch the excitement.

Gu Qingyao's eyes darkened a bit, and said slowly: "Okay, come to my office after class."

"That's it." Lu Xiao said lightly.

Gu Qingyao turned and walked from him to the podium. When she passed him, her high heels were heavily on Lu Xiao's feet.

Lu Xiao twisted his brows, and resisted the urge to feel distressed for not holding his feet up on the spot.

After Gu Qingyao came to power, she continued to talk about the next part of the content.

Lu Xiao lowered his eyes and didn't make a sound, but was burned by the **** that she had just teased.

After a while, everyone continues to draw the next part.

Gu Qingyao stepped off the stage, glanced under Lu Xiao's belt, and said coldly: "I hope some students can pay attention to the influence and don't take a plane in class."

As soon as the voice fell, many people looked up at Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao pressed his lips and said nothing, this woman really dared to say anything!

Within a few minutes, Gu Qingyao walked back to Lu Xiao, glanced at his drawing board, but didn't find him wrong.

For two hours in a class, although Lu Xiao didn't listen carefully, maybe he was talented in painting, but he did a good job of painting.

But he hasn't been back to class for many years, so he can sit and live.

After a while, he took out his mobile phone to initiate a text message.

Gu Qingyao glanced at him and ignored him, but within a few seconds, the phone rang.

She picked up the phone and glanced, and a line of words came into view.

[Teacher Gu, I want to draw a map on you. 】

Needless to think, Gu Qingyao also knows who this text message belongs to.

She didn't reply, and put the phone directly aside.

But within a few seconds, Lu Xiao’s text message came in again: [Which posture does Teacher Gu prefer? 】

Gu Qingyao glanced at him and edited the text message.

She didn't want to care about him. After all, it was her job. She didn't want to lose her job because of this scumbag.

But this man is too cheap, a bitch, from start to finish!

After a while, Lu Xiao's mobile phone lit up a bit: [I prefer the kind of posture where you are kneeling. 】

Lu Xiao's lips curled up: [Kneeling and licking? My tongue is very flexible, do you want to try it! 】

Gu Qingyao threw away the phone and suddenly understood a truth from Lu Xiao.

Women should never compare with men, because they are inherently destined to be physically disadvantaged!

After finishing a class with great difficulty, everyone began to pack their things. Lu Xiao turned and walked out of the classroom, leaning against the wall of the corridor and couldn't help but light a cigarette.

I haven't smoked for two hours, and my addiction is hard.

But before taking a few mouthfuls, Gu Qingyao packed up and came out of the classroom.

Lu Xiao threw away the cigarette butt, fisted her over, leaned against the wall, and whispered, "Mr. Gu, do you paint a human body in the office?"