The music class was taken over again

Yan Ze was unprepared, and was entangled by Qiao Zheng's hands and feet, and pushed down on the sofa. Their bodies were tightly pressed together, and the temperature was transmitted to himself through the thin material.Yan Ze was so overwhelmed that she couldn't breathe, she rolled over and pushed Qiao Zheng down.

Ah!

Qiao Zheng fell into the gap between the sofa and the coffee table. Fortunately, she was thin and flexible, and her small body just got stuck in it.

Yan Ze hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull her, but Qiao Zheng's waist was sore and her butt hurt from the fall, so she wailed and put her hand on it.

When getting up, Qiaozheng smiled mischievously and said, "Mr. Yan, I was wrong, but I still dare."

Saying that, he went to push Teacher Yan's shoulder.

Qiao Zheng was wrong because she revealed her wolfish ambitions in advance. Now, Teacher Yan was on guard. When Qiao Zheng was bullying her, she grabbed Qiao Zheng's wrist and cut her arm behind her back. .

It is simply the live version of the "anti-wolf" textbook, flowing, chic and handsome.

The pervert was subdued by her and was struggling hard, her hands were controlled, but her feet were dishonest, her white jade-like toes moved and stretched forward.

Yan Ze spread out a hand and quickly grabbed Qiao Zheng's ankles. Those delicate feet struggled and twisted like a fish out of water, but they couldn't break free at all.

Close to Mo Zhehei, the upright teacher Yan has learned a lot of tricks from Qiao Zheng, she scratched the soles of Qiao Zheng's feet with her fingers.

"Heck heck...don't...ah...don't..."

As her body trembled, the shoulder straps on both sides slid down, revealing the fat-like skin on her shoulders. Yan Ze looked openly, and she felt that Qiao Zheng was thin, but not skinny, and her youthful and elastic body exuded Honey-like luster, like the honey bread of the past, soft and sweet, arouses people's appetite.

The tingling sensation from the soles of her feet quickly spread to the top of her head, and she felt her scalp also tingling. Being teased by someone she likes like this, the stimulation was magnified a thousand times.

Human skin can also recognize people. I don’t feel it when I pull my own hand, and I don’t feel it when I hold hands with my best friend. A light touch with a lover is like a burning fire, and I can’t help myself.

Qiaozheng was half lying on the sofa, her delicate body was twisted, her skirt reached her thighs, her shoulder straps slid down her arms, her eyes and brows were covered with waves.

Yan Ze suddenly stood up, his body straightened, his expression very serious.

It seems that she was not the one who scratched the soles of the feet just now.

Qiaozheng turned her ankles and got up swiftly, trying to stretch her hand under Yan Ze's arm, but was restrained again by the other party.

Qiaozheng struggled for a while, but it was in vain, so she said dissatisfied: "You scratched me, why didn't you let me touch you."

"Isn't this simple? If the leader asks you to write the inspection, do you want the leader to write the inspection instead?" Teacher Yan said naturally.

Qiao Zheng tilted her head and thought, there's nothing wrong with that.

Yan Ze tidied up his clothes, picked up the test paper that had been thrown aside, and walked to the study.

Qiaozheng has always wanted to get tired of her at this time. After school starts, no matter whether it is the director or an ordinary teacher, the work will only become more and more busy, and they still have to take advantage of the holidays to cultivate their relationship.

She chased to the study.When Yan Ze was about to close the door, he met her earnest gaze, and his face softened: "Come in."

Qiao Zheng bounced in, closed the door, closed the window and drew the curtains. A series of movements were very natural.

Yan Ze raised his head: "Open the window to let in some wind."

Qiaozheng had no choice but to listen to her and opened the window, but the curtains were not drawn.

"Can't you open the curtains too?" Yan Ze said.

Qiaozheng didn't move, and said, "Come here and see if you can see clearly what the people upstairs across the street are doing. So, what we're doing, people across the street can also see clearly."

Yan Ze thought for a while and said, "You're right, but I don't believe that the person opposite can see the questions on the betting paper. You think too much."

Qiao Zheng is in a complicated mood, I only have you in my heart, and you only have the test paper in your heart.

She reluctantly opened the curtains.

Yan Ze turned his body sideways to make room for Qiao Zheng. Qiao Zheng thought that Yan Ze would ask her to help, but after 10 minutes, Teacher Yan kept her eyes on the topic and refused to take another look at her.

Qiaozheng held her face in her hands and looked at it for a while, she couldn't calm down anymore, she finally realized what "sec kill" and "abuse of scum" are.

Yan Ze's eyes moved quickly, and he picked up a pen to write down the answer, calmly and unhurriedly, he chose to fill in the blanks after answering in 10 minutes, and turned the test paper over.

The first big question is to solve the triangle, and the question is not long. Before Qiaozheng finished reading the first sentence, Teacher Yan picked up a pen to solve the problem, and wrote down quickly line by line, almost without pausing, as if already in her brain. With a document, she just transcribes what has been prepared.

The following is solid geometry. The attached picture is a triangular prism, marked with densely packed points, ABCDE, and various line segments, some real and some imaginary.

Yan Ze only looked at it for two seconds before picking up a pen and drawing a line on the picture.Then say that this line is the median line, so CD and EF are parallel.

The subsequent sequence, derivative, and conic section all require a lot of calculations. Qiao Zheng thoughtfully put a piece of clean draft paper where Yan Ze could take it easily.

Then she went out to wash the fruit, and there was still the yogurt bought yesterday in the refrigerator, so she diced the fruit and poured a layer of yogurt on it.

When she came to Teacher Yan with supper, she found that she had already finished a set of math papers!

And the draft paper was still the same, without any handwriting.

The scumbag has lost sight of it.

Qiaozheng could barely hold the fruit salad in her hand, she looked shocked: "You...are you so fast, don't you even need to calculate?"

Yan Ze said flatly, "No need."

Qiaozheng looked at her watch. Yan Ze spent less than an hour on this test paper last night, and her eyes were full of little stars: "Can you do mental arithmetic? Oh my god, are all math teachers devils?"

Yan Ze said flatly, "I use a calculator."

"..."

Yan Ze was afraid that Qiao Zheng would dump him all over with yogurt, so he quickly took the bowl from her hand.

I picked a piece of mango with a toothpick and said, "Thank you,

Qiaozheng seemed to be dead just now, but at this moment she suddenly became sensitive again, smoothing things over and saying, "That... that's great too, give me a calculator, and I can't finish the questions."

Yan Ze nodded, showing admiration: "You are very self-aware. To me, a calculator is the icing on the cake, but to you, it is like a chicken rib."

Qiao Zheng sat on Yan Ze's lap, lowered her voice and asked, "Is it natural for you to hate your wife?"

The atmosphere became ambiguous, Teacher Yan brought her thin lips to Qiao Zheng's ear, and said, "Little Qiao..."

The lover's breath was so close, and the voice was so alluring, Qiao Zheng seemed to have fallen into the wine jar, and the intoxicating aroma overwhelmed her consciousness.

"Hmm..." She heard her almost murmured answer, the foreshadowing and atmosphere were perfect, she naively thought this was the precursor to kissing,

"The curtains are not drawn." Teacher Yan said these four words in a seductive voice.

Qiaozheng jumped up from her lap as if her tail was on fire. The curtains were wide open. The key point is that there are two little people on the balcony of the opposite building. They don't look very old. He was lying on the balcony looking at this side.

Qiaozheng went to close the curtains in a panic. My mother, how long have you been watching these two children? Fortunately, she and Teacher Yan didn't do any restricted moves.

Qiao Zheng cleared her throat and began to lecture: "Director Yan, you are a good example, how can you behave so indecently in front of children!"

Yan Zedi's eyes remained calm, and he said innocently: "You are the one sitting on my lap, Mr. Qiao, don't let the wicked sue first."

Qiao Zheng's eyeballs rolled quickly, and she grasped the fundamental problem: "You are the one who doesn't let the curtains be drawn, do you know how heavy the curtains are! And...and there are many No. [-] Middle School teachers living in this community , if they see...you...your reputation..."

"What will happen to my reputation? Are they still qualified to meddle in my private affairs?" Yan Ze said with a cold face.

Qiaozheng was stunned, and then she was dizzy from the overwhelming sense of happiness.

The curtains had been drawn, and she sat on Teacher Yan's lap again, wrapping her arms around her lover's waist.

Qiaozheng sat for a long time, Yan Ze felt her legs were a little numb, so she adjusted her posture, Qiaozheng felt her movements, and asked, "Am... am I heavy?"

"It's a bit heavy." Yan Ze said frankly.

"I'm only less than a hundred catties, Mrs. Tai! I'm asking this because I want to hear from you, baby, you're not heavy at all, so I just want to hug you!"

Yan Ze said: "You really don't feel back pain while sitting and talking. I'm not saying you're fat. I used to have air on my legs, but now I'm sitting on a big living person. Compared with air, do you think you're heavy?"

Qiao Zheng was too embarrassed to sit down, so she let go of her hands reluctantly and stood up.

Yan Ze also stood up and stretched his numb legs.

Qiao Zheng doubted herself a little, so she hurriedly weighed herself on the scale outside, and it was still the original number. She was relieved, thinking that she had gained weight during the Chinese New Year.

"I'm not fat." Qiao Zheng said to herself, with a smug look in the corner of her eyes.

Yan Ze heard it, and said, "It doesn't matter if you are a little fat."

The translation of this sentence is "I love you no matter what you become"

Qiao Zheng was happy in her heart, Teacher Yan must have meant that.

Yan Ze took a photo of the completed test paper and sent it to Lei Xueming, saying that it was a question that some key teachers in the province bet on.

She turned off the light in the study and brought out the rest of the fruit salad.

"Little Qiao, do you still eat? If you don't eat it, I'll put it in the refrigerator."

"Eat...I eat, you feed me."