The music class was taken over again

His hands were folded on his abdomen, his knees were together, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.In literary works, the word fragrant sweat is used to describe the sweat of beautiful women.

The night wind blew and swirled, sending a burst of deodorant into Teacher Yan's nose.

Soft and flexible, like invisible satin.

According to Qiao Zheng's inherent impression of her, Teacher Yan felt that she should have a strong perfume smell that could not be concealed.

She was secretly surprised by the subtle fragrance of such a long stream of water.

Teacher Qiao picked up the fluffy rice cakes, one person and one dog seemed to have stepped out of a cartoon, even though the background was the square of a small county town in the third tier, with earthy love songs playing.

Qiaozheng noticed that Teacher Yan had changed clothes again. The black shirt, with the hem tucked into the jeans, outlined a flexible waist, which was a bit trendy.

"You, why did you change your clothes again?" Qiao Zheng's eyes were dishonest again, staring at the place where Teacher Yan protruded.

"You have really long legs. It's all legs from the chest down."

Yan Ze didn't know how to answer the conversation. After a while, she also looked at the other's legs and said, "You too."

Qiaozheng said: "You really know how to put on clothes, and I have also learned it. From now on, when you lift the waistband of your trousers to your chest, you will have legs below your chest."

"I have to go back to school to check my dorm." Yan Ze made a gesture to leave.

"You still have to go back to school? It's rare for you to leave work early, so just relax once, don't check it, don't check it." Qiao Zheng stroked Xiao Bomei's head.

"No." Yan Ze's voice was not heavy, but his attitude was non-negotiable.

Qiao Zheng strode loosely, circling around Yan Ze.

"Don't go to bed check, what should I do if people are scared by you and have nightmares, just let the flowers of the motherland go."

Director Yan's reputation is so great that he can live in an apartment building by himself.

Although Yan Ze is a female teacher, it doesn't mean that boys can do whatever they want.

Teacher Yan once entered the men's dormitory in the dead of night and confiscated several small pornographic books and several mobile phones. He heard that there was an unlucky guy who was facing the small yellow comic at that time...well, he was frightened.

Qiao Zheng was driven by curiosity and wanted to verify it.

"Ms. Yan, I heard that you even enter the boys' dormitory?"

Yan Ze frowned, with deep eyes, and said, "No, I won't go in."

Qiaozheng cleared her throat. They were not familiar with each other. It's not good to ask questions like an entertainment reporter, although her EQ and entertainment spirit are inversely proportional.

"Ms. Yan, are you going on foot? It's so dark and it's so late, would you like me to borrow your bicycle?" Qiao Zheng said enthusiastically, and after she finished speaking, she didn't know why she was so kind.

Probably to fill the world with love.

"No, thank you."

Yan Ze refused indifferently.

Qiao Zheng stroked Xiao Bomei one after another: "I'm just being polite, who wants to lend you."

After returning home, Qiao Jun was lying on the sofa watching TV like a child, with one leg resting on the coffee table, while the sister-in-law was washing the fruit.

Qiao Zheng felt disgusted with this posture, and didn't get along with her brother, so she said with disgust: "Brother, this is the table for eating."

Qiao Jun straightened up lazily, retracted his legs, and occupied the entire sofa: "You are the only one who has too many things to do."

Immediately afterwards, he asked again: "Are you going home for dinner tomorrow?"

It's obvious that she thinks she's occupying the territory again.

"Go back, I want to go home to eat every day, I like to eat the food made by Dad."

Qiao Jun twitched the corners of his mouth: "I'll be right back, what about your dog, when will you take it away?"

Qiao Zheng didn't care about the dog. The family had no obligation to help her take care of the pet. It must have caused a lot of trouble for her to keep it at home for two days, and she was already very sorry.

She pouted: "I'll take it away tomorrow."

"Are you sleeping at home tonight?" Qiao Jun said.

At this time, Zheng Lanxin came out with a fruit plate, and scolded softly: "If you're not at home, do you want Xiao Qiao to go back to school? A girl in the middle of the night walks such a long way. You, a brother, are really willing."

Qiao Jun didn't take it seriously: "If you can walk back, why can't you walk back?"

Zheng Lanxin didn't care about him, and said to Qiaozheng with a smile, "Do you want to eat nectarines?"

He called out to the bedroom again: "Qiao Zi, come out and eat some fruit."

Qiao Jun stretched out his hand: "Help me get a soft one. I have bad teeth and can't bite the hard one."

Qiao Zheng retorted: "You need to take care of your old age, and you have a bad tooth."

As she spoke, she removed the fruit plate: "You have to take it yourself."

Qiao Jun blew his beard and stared: "You..."

"Hurry up and get married, and torment your man!" Qiao Jun said cursingly.

Qiao Zi came out without a sound. The girl took off her shoes and didn't even make a sound of walking.

"Mom." The girl whispered.

"The homework is not finished yet."

Qiao Zi is in the third year of junior high school this year, and her schoolwork is gradually getting tense. Every night, she has to light up the lights and fight at night.

Beiguan Middle School recommends that junior three students study at night at school, but it is not mandatory. Qiao Zi is a girl with strong self-control. Zheng Lanxin is also worried that she will not eat well at school, so she is asked to go home.

Qiao Jun resumed Ge Youlie again: "Girl, bring me a peach, pick the soft one."

Qiao Zi obediently took one for him.

Zheng Lanxin said, "Little Qiao, have you bought soy sauce yet?"

Qiao Zheng slapped her forehead: "Oh, I forgot!"

"I met...a...colleague at the supermarket, chatted with her, oops, I forgot to buy it!"

Qiao Jun seized the opportunity to diss Qiao Zheng: "What brains, why don't you forget to eat?"

Zheng Lanxin ignored him, and said to Qiao Zheng: "Your colleague? Also a teacher at your school? Live in the same community as us?"

Qiao Zheng nodded: "It's not the same as usual, but also the leader of the math group and the grade director."

Zheng Lanxin became interested, and her parents were more concerned about these issues. She quickly asked, "Teaching mathematics? What's your name?"

"Teaching mathematics, the third year of high school, it's fierce."

However, Zheng Lanxin said: "Strict teachers lead to high-level apprentices. In the third year of high school, teachers must be more strict. Xiaozi chose science without asking us. I was still worried, she is not smart."

Qiao Jun also interjected: "That's right, liberal arts is simple, just memorize it. Xiao Zi has an elm head, what kind of mathematics, physics and chemistry."

Qiao Zi was drinking water with a calm face, as if she didn't know that others were talking about her.

Qiao Zheng raised her eyebrows towards Qiao Jun: "You are smart, you are awesome, you are electricity, you are light, you are the only myth."

Qiao Jun exhaled impatiently: "I forgot to buy soy sauce, you should wash the dishes."

Just as Qiao Zheng was about to get angry, Zheng Lanxin rushed to say, "I'll go, I'll go, I took a shower and forgot to do the dishes."

Qiao Zheng calmed down her anger: "Sister-in-law, don't go, I'll wash it."

Fearing that Zheng Lanxin would rob her, Qiao Zheng ran into the kitchen.

Nian Gao also followed behind the master, turning in bumps and bumps.

Looking at the white puppy, Qiao Zheng felt as though honey had melted in her heart.

Still the most caring pet.

She picked up little Bomei and kissed her on both cheeks.

Seeing the puppy with its little head up all the time, staring at him with dark eyes, Qiaozheng carried it to the cabinet, put on the rubber gloves by herself, and started to wash the dishes.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa!

There was a startling crisp sound from the kitchen.