fall in love with Bo Xingren

The order of time flows, and the days pass faster and faster like the cicadas in early summer.Sang Yiyu has begun to get used to the two-point-one-line life from her former residence to the school, and she has another concern, which is Yan Se.What happened that day was like a layer of window paper being pierced, and then Yan Se made no effort to hide her enthusiasm, or her interest in her.

Just like an adolescent girl who just fell in love, she always feels that every detail of the person she likes is fresh, and doing everything together makes people feel full of interest, wishing to stick together every moment.

Therefore, Sang Yiyu's class for Yan Se changed from once every other day to every day.Fortunately, it's the end of the term. According to the agreement between Sang Yiyu and Yan Yuying, during the summer vacation, Yan Se must teach every day for the whole summer vacation, so Yan Yuying didn't think there was anything unusual about going to class every day in advance.

Sang Yiyu didn't attend class today, but stayed in school to review the papers submitted by students.In the afternoon, a student knocked on the door of her office. It was a boy wearing black-rimmed glasses who was not trim. This boy often wore a wrinkled polo shirt. His hair was long and curly, fluffy like a chicken coop. On the top of the head, is a person with obvious features.

The student said he wanted to have a chat with her, and Sang Yiyu invited him in. She thought it was his opinion of her course, but after talking for about 10 minutes, she found that something was wrong.

"Student, if you have any opinions on the course, you can ask questions, or you can ask questions about the content and the way I teach." Sang Yiyu's faint voice reminded the students that she was only willing to talk about this aspect of the content.

"But you didn't answer any of my questions, such as your hobbies, or your life plan." The boy was a little embarrassed under Sang Yiyu's cold voice, but he insisted.

"This is my personal problem. As your teacher, I'm not suitable to talk about it at school." Sang Yiyu always had only one way to deal with people she didn't want to deal with - coldness.

"I am a senior this year. Strictly speaking, I have graduated now. I have already applied to stay in the school as an intern, so actually speaking, our relationship will soon become colleagues. I have a good impression of you. I..." The boy was already excited stand up.

Sang Yiyu glanced carefully at the other name tags on the chest of his school uniform. She turned around and took out a paper from the table, leaning against the table and looking down at the student.She used all kinds of roundabout excuses and methods to approach her student Sang Yiyu who wanted to pursue her, but she usually only treated them indifferently and made them retreat instead of getting angry. But when it comes to learning issues, Sang Yiyu has always been a very strict teacher.

Her tone was displeased, and her temperament became even colder: "Student Lin, if you really want to be my colleague, you should pay more attention to your homework instead of discussing these irrelevant issues in my office .This is the paper you submitted. The evidence is seriously insufficient, and the questionnaire is also very sloppy. The most important thing is that the argument is suspected of plagiarism. I have judged it unqualified. If you take it seriously, I am not sure you can Get your degree successfully."

The student surnamed Lin's face changed drastically. He took back his thesis and looked at it with a disqualified green stamp in disbelief.He excitedly tried to defend his thesis: "The school can't revoke my degree because of a thesis, and can the result be discussed again?"

Sang Yiyu opened the door of the office as a gesture of seeing off the guests. Seeing the students being shocked, her attitude was still indifferent and objective: "The papers judged as unqualified will never be accepted by the academic committee. I can talk to the professor The application gives you another chance, and you have to resubmit a paper after the summer, which is the only way."

Sang Yiyu's voice was not loud, and there was no angry tone, but a few indifferent words had a subduing aura. Sang Yiyu became serious, and the student didn't dare to do it again, so he had to leave.

Just as the man left, Sang Yiyu's cell phone rang. She picked it up and took a look. The cold aura just now disappeared without a trace, replaced by a soft smile.Yan Se sent a text message, on which was a chubby little sparrow squatting on the fence of the terrace outside her bedroom, standing on one leg, and dozing off with the other squinting, with a sentence attached below—— Waiting to doze off.

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When Sang Yiyu arrived at Yan Se's house, she saw Yan Yuying's car parked at the door, which meant that Yan Yuying was at home now, but it also meant that she was about to go out.After entering the door, the butler said that the wife was talking to the lady, and originally wanted to let Sang Yiyu go to the study to wait, but as soon as he went up to the second floor, he saw the mother and daughter coming down from the third floor.

"Your homework is very good. I read the report card, and I believe he will make comparisons after reading it. You will not lose to others. You are very good, and you will do this in the future." Yan Yuying smiled and touched Yan Se head of.

Compared with Yan Yuying's full smile, Yan Se's expression looked cute and gentle, like a good girl, but Sang Yiyu couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

"Ms. Sang is here, so please Yan Se. It is very important to learn Chinese well. Yan Se, take Teacher Sang upstairs to class." Yan Yuying greeted Sang Yiyu politely and continued downstairs , took the handbag handed over by the butler, and prepared to go out.

Sang Yiyu and Yan Se sat at the desk, and Sang Yiyu began to check Yan Se's homework for the past two days. Recently, Yan Se was busy with exams and sometimes couldn't finish her homework on time, so she had to check it every few days.Sang Yiyu was busy and she was not idle. She first lifted Sang Yiyu's long hair that was hanging down her cheeks when she lowered her head. The hair slid over her fingertips, soft and smooth like satin.

Yan Se couldn't help but lean close to Sang Yiyu and sniff her gently, the faint fragrance, with her body temperature, smelled very good.No matter from which angle you look at it, Sang Yiyu is an out-and-out beauty, even if this woman is cold and repulsive, just looking at her smooth forehead, straight nose bridge, diamond-shaped lips and graceful face outline The profile of her face is enough to fascinate people who can't help but keep approaching her.

Yan Se couldn't bear it anymore, and lowered her head to kiss her shoulder, even though it was through a layer of clothes.When you are fascinated by someone, you don't specifically kiss her lips or face, but any place on your body is so lovable in your opinion, you can't help but kiss it.It's a pity that Yan Se at the moment didn't realize this.

With such constant harassment, the Buddha will not be calm.Sang Yiyu took a deep breath and tried to maintain the dignity that the teacher should have, grabbed her restless body, turned her head and said to her: "There are many mistakes in this exercise, and I told you before. Yes, the calligraphy you are asked to practice is also relatively sloppy. Come and see, and I will explain it to you again."

Yan Se didn't pay attention to what she said at all, the only thing she noticed was the seductive lips slightly parted against the white and neat white teeth, tempting her...to kiss.She thought, so she also moved, she approached slowly, and whispered: "Teacher, you are so beautiful...those are not important, next time—hmm."

Sang Yiyu turned her head away, Yan Se's kiss fell on her hair lightly, "I'm here to teach you."

A trace of displeasure flashed across Yan Se's face, but it was only a low-pitched complaint: "With our current relationship, we still care about whether we can go to class or not."

But this sentence just hit the bottom line of Sang Yiyu's principle.What's more, what happened to the boy before coming here, Sang Yiyu was angry, are all these students like this, approaching her is not to study hard, how could Yan Se be so frivolous and lazy!

Sang Yiyu's breath suddenly became very cold. She put down the book, her voice was clear and pleasant without warmth, and she didn't look at Yan Se: "Yan Se! You have become perfunctory in learning Chinese these days. If you don't want to class, then when we meet again in the future, I will stop teaching you Chinese."

Yan Se suddenly fell silent.Facing Sang Yiyu's accusation, she remained silent.

The two of them were deadlocked, and Sang Yiyu was definitely someone who could face each other without saying a word for a day, so after a few minutes, Yan Se whispered, "Teacher, am I not a good student?"

This sentence is like a nail, deeply nailed into Sang Yiyu's heart.She noticed that Yan Se cared a lot about how others judged her performance.After getting along with her for this period of time, she can feel that Yan Se's values ​​are slightly distorted. She smiles at people, she treats people politely, and she tries her best to do everything perfectly. That's because of all the things she does. , all want to gain the praise and love of others through her "good performance".

Her distortion comes from the way her mother Yan Yuying gets along with her.

Sang Yiyu is a teacher, and her knowledge of educational psychology makes it easy for her to observe the crux of the relationship between the mother and daughter from the details of their several encounters.Yan Yuying doesn't care about Yan Se very much, she is not familiar with Yan Se's usual life and study status, her affirmation of Yan Se mostly comes from whether Yan Se has any good performance that can be seen, such as whether Yan Se is well-behaved and does not cause trouble , such as what Yan Se learned, such as Yan Se's transcript.Even Yan Se's unknown father's affirmation of Yan Se must rely on this quantifiable method.

So with just such a sentence, Sang Yiyu's ice melted immediately, even if he was angry, it turned into soft fingers.Just now she was angry with Yan Se with a cold face, and she will be more gentle to appease the little girl afterwards. To deal with the little girl, give a candy after a slap. Although Sang Yiyu doesn't understand this technique, she did it according to her own heart .

She sighed softly, and an elegant and pleasant voice sounded: "Do you know where you went wrong?"

"Yeah." Yan Se lowered her head, her voice was stiff, but she still admitted it.Relying on my relationship with Sang Yiyu to belittle her efforts in work, I have undoubtedly touched her bottom line.It's just that one day, she will let her give up her principles and bottom line for her!

"Come here." Sang Yiyu held out his hand to Yan Se.

As soon as Yan Se sat beside her, she gently hugged Yan Se, her forehead lightly touched her forehead, her cheeks pressed against each other, and she said softly, "You are considered a good student. You are a good student."

"Really?" Yan Se's heart seemed to be gently touched by a gentle fingertip. At this moment, she forgot everything, only felt this kind of tenderness, which she had never felt in other places... …but really soft and warm.

"Really. You are the best in my heart." Sang Yiyu smiled faintly, and she kissed Yan Se's face.

Yan Se kissed her back, smooth forehead, bridge of nose, a woman who was far out of reach in other people's eyes, indifferent and arrogant in other people's impressions, was close at hand at this moment, and I could smell her light fragrance in my breath.Yan Se finally kissed Sang Yiyu's lips.

This kiss was different from the jerky one when he carefully probed last time. Yan Se's enthusiasm and directness quickly mobilized Sang Yiyu.She took the initiative to open her red lips to accept Yan Se's occupation, and she was intimate and lingering. Although she was used to rejecting people for thousands of miles, she was not someone who couldn't let go.

With Sang Yiyu's acquiescence, this kiss quickly set the flames of the lovers' world on fire.Yan Se was no longer satisfied with kissing, she hugged Sang Yiyu's body tightly, her slender fingertips climbed up her waist, the graceful curve aroused her enthusiasm for exploration, and finally touched the tall bulge, soft And the full touch makes people can't help it.

The two walked slowly from the outer living room through two double doors to Yan Se's bedroom. It was unknown who was leading the other, and their steps were as graceful and light as dance steps.Sang Yiyu's calf touched the bed, and she felt a slight pressure in front of her body, and she was pushed down on the big bed by Yan Se, and Yan Se's body temperature covered her body in the next second.

"Teacher...how can you hide it...you are so beautiful." Yan Se unbuttoned Sang Yiyu's chest with one hand, like a robber who found a treasure, greedily kissed the looming bulge between the collar with her lips chest.

"Hmm... Yanse..." Sang Yiyu closed her eyes tightly, her chest was wrapped in a moist, soft and warm feeling, as sensitive as a bolt of lightning, rushing from her chest to her back, she couldn't restrain herself She arched her back and pressed tightly against Yan Se's body, allowing this feeling to surge from her chest to her lower abdomen, into her mind, and overflow her whole body.

Yan Se was not satisfied, and while she opened her mouth to hold the bright red fruit, her mischievous hands climbed up Sang Yiyu's thigh like a spider, penetrated through her narrow skirt, and touched a piece of thin and soft fabric.She couldn't be satisfied, and her wicked fingertips entangled and penetrated the edge of the fabric, and finally touched a soft garden, gently licking her fingers, the hot moisture...

"Yan Se." Sang Yiyu groaned and quickly cupped Yan Se's beautiful face with both hands, her chest heaving slightly due to her rapid panting.The ice beauty at this moment could no longer be cold and calm, her face was completely soaked in the bright red color of sunset.

Yan Se was also panting, but she knew Sang Yiyu's nervousness, and cautiously withdrew her fingertips that had penetrated into the honey.With a long gasp, she leaned limply on Sang Yiyu's body. With a faint and imperceptible evil smile, she deliberately let her panting breath into Sang Yiyu's ears, and whispered like a spell: " Next time, I will make you my... teacher..."