Teacher Xiaoshan's love, love

?Ouyang Zilan sighed as soon as he entered the door, it's so fucking big.

"Teacher, do you live alone?"

"Take a pair of shoes from the shoe cabinet and change them." Teacher Fang took two mugs from the kitchen and poured coffee, and put one on the table. "Does it seem like someone else lives here?"

It's really not like it, it's too deserted.

After putting the changed shoes neatly on the shoe rack, Ouyang Zilan went down to wash her hands under Teacher Fang's instructions before sitting on the sofa.There was a pile of tutoring materials on the table, Ouyang Zilan picked it up and looked at it: "I can't see that the teacher is so hardworking, he actually took all the materials home."

Teacher Fang took a look and sat on the sofa opposite.Of course he wasn't that diligent, but the lock of the office drawer was broken by some naughty ghost. After that, the drawer had no other purpose except to stuff love letters.A drawer that's busier than a mailbox is pretty odd, too.

There is one more month until the final exam.

That is to say, Ouyang Zilan has scored countless 520 points since she was promoted to the second year of high school.Every time Director Chen handed him the report card, that zigzag-like face would forcefully squeeze out a smile of unknown meaning and say hello to him. Those who didn't know would think that the two of them had sex.

It stands to reason that a student like Ouyang Zilan doesn't need tutoring at all. No matter how bad he is in the exam, he still gets 520 every time. Is it possible to just grab a top student and come here?impossible!This student is simply against the sky!

What a waste of teachers!

Every time Mr. Fang saw him, he would have the urge to open his brain to see what kind of structure it was. Since this kind of behavior was illegal and criminal, he finally gave up.

Teacher Fang is a little irritable and wants to smoke.

"Mind if I smoke?" The cigarette was already in his mouth, and the lighter was almost lit.

"Teacher, smoking is bad for your health."

Teacher Fang lit the cigarette and took a puff: "Good baby, keep it up."

Ouyang Zilan didn't speak, just looked at him like that.Teacher Fang didn't deliberately keep upright at home like he did at school. He leaned casually on the sofa, crossed his legs, put one hand on the back of the sofa, and held a cigarette in the other. It was a little unclear in the smoke, but his brows were clearly furrowed.Soon a cigarette was exhausted.Teacher Fang pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and exhaled the last puff of cigarette.The line of sight looked over.

"Don't stare at me all the time. What you should read is the pile of materials. It's best to write me a review... Forget it." Maybe it will end up as a love letter.

"Teacher, you look so handsome smoking a cigarette." The impatient look is also very handsome, "Teacher, are you annoying me?"

"...It's good to know."

"Teacher, I like you," like you like you, "like you."

This is the first time for Ouyang Zilan to say that she likes her. Compared with the joke-like I love you last time, after she finished speaking this time, her heart was beating fast, as if a little person was dancing on her chest. , and danced happily.

Fang Xiaoshan didn't reply, just stared at him, as if frozen.

Ouyang Zilan smiled.Only then did Mr. Fang come back to his senses, and he straightened up in embarrassment.

It was the first time he was confessed like this.It seems to be expected, but also seems to be unexpected.Let him not know how to react.

"Don't do this kind of thing again." After a long time, Teacher Fang said.

"What?" Ouyang Zilan blinked, "This kind of thing?... like you?"

"Grade," Fang Xiaoshan took a sip of coffee, and then he felt less flustered, "Stop playing with your grades, take the test hard."

"Are there any rewards?"

"No."

"Why."?