The music class was taken over again

While Teacher Yan was taking a bath inside, she quickly blew her hair clean, sprayed on some perfume, carried her pillow to Teacher Yan's room, turned off the lights, lay down, and covered herself with a quilt.

Yan Ze wrung out the clothes and put them in the washing machine to dehydrate. After she went out, she found a strange silence outside.

Where did people go?Could it be that he fell asleep?

The door of Qiaozheng's room was closed, and there was a faint light inside, maybe she was going to sleep.

Yan Ze was a little disappointed, the night ended so soon, she thought...

Qiaozheng hid in the quilt, with only the top of her head exposed. Her breath had already made the air in the quilt moist and hot. She rolled a few times, and the quilt was tightly wrapped around her body, like a thick cocoon.

Yan Ze turned the air conditioner to sleep mode and returned to her room. It was dark inside, and the curtains were closed at some point, but she remembered that they were still open just now.

She didn't turn on the light either, she pulled the quilt away and lay down. Just as she was about to take off her clothes, she realized that something was wrong. There was a second person breathing in the room.

Yan Ze smiled silently in the dark, pretending nothing happened, pulled the quilt and clothes away, and lay down on his side, with his back to Qiao Zheng.

Qiaozheng couldn't lie down anymore, and wondered if this person was really careless or did it on purpose. I am such a big living person, do I have such a low sense of existence?

Instead of teasing her directly, she moved her body and deliberately kicked Yan Ze's calf with her toes to show her presence.

Yan Ze was motionless, lying down like a rock.

Qiao Zheng posted it quietly, and the two of them turned their backs to each other, and Qiao Zheng touched her back in a mean way.

Okay, ignore me, I'm going to zoom in.

She turned over, touched Yan Ze's back with her chest, rubbed it a few times, put her hands on Yan Ze's waist, and groped gently through the clothes.

But Miejue Shitai still didn't move, Qiaozheng reached into her clothes and pinched fiercely in a fit of anger.

Yan Ze gasped in pain, a deep gully formed between her brows, the pain in her ninja waist, turned over and held Qiao Zheng down, with her hands resting on both sides of Qiao Zheng's head, this is a very strong Qiao Zheng was stunned by the posture.

In the dark night, two pairs of eyes look at each other, one is pure and pure, and the other is radiant.

Qiao Zheng consciously put her arms around her lover's neck, turned her body, and Yan Ze was led to lie down on her side, and the two of them entangled their hands and feet like twigs.

Qiao Zheng's eyes were shining brightly, as if the white stars in the sky had fallen into her pupils.

"I can't sleep." She said coquettishly.

Yan Ze asked, "Then what should we do?"

Qiao Zheng giggled and said, "Coax me to sleep."

Teacher Yan said in a flat tone: "Then let's do something interesting."

Qiaozheng became excited, and small fireworks exploded in her heart: "What are you doing?"

Yan Ze smiled treacherously: "Let's guess the riddle."

"..."

Qiaozheng poked her face and complained, "You treat me like a child."

She said again: "I guess, how about it, I guessed right, you take off one piece of clothing, I guessed wrong, I take off one piece of clothing."

Yan Ze agreed: "Okay, you said it."

Qiao Zheng looked very confident: "Let's let the horse go."

Anyway, whether the answer is right or wrong, it is beneficial to yourself.

Yan Ze started to say: "Two bulls fighting each other, a geometric term"

After being quiet for a while, Qiao Zheng shook her head and said, "I don't know."

"Idiot, it's the opposite corner." Yan Ze said.

Qiao Zheng: "..."

Although she has forgotten what the top corner is, it is worth celebrating that she has achieved the achievement of "being called an idiot by her lover".

She covered her face, if she turned on the light now, Yan Ze would find that Teacher Xiao Qiao's face had turned into a ripe apple.

"Next, next." Qiao Zheng urged urgently.

Yan Ze didn't speak, and looked at her with a half-smile, as if waiting for something.

Qiao Zheng smiled and trembled, and said carelessly, "I'll take it off."

Saying that, he took off his pajamas and threw them aside without delay.

"Change to a simple one. The doctor prescribes medicine. An algebraic noun." Teacher Yan's voice is gentle.

"do not know."

"Wujiang sword stabs the overlord of Chu, algebraic noun." Yan Ze came up with another one.

Qiaozheng wrapped herself in a quilt and failed to answer two consecutive questions. She only had two clothes on her body.