Our English teacher is a newly transferred female college student who has just graduated. She is very beautiful, with bright eyes and white teeth, tender skin and a hot figure.

She usually likes to wear a light pink shirt to attend class, and she always erects her chest high, and a short skirt with black silk and hips on her lower body, which is raking in front and back, which is extremely tempting. There are several times when I can't help but want to take pictures secretly, but I just don't have the courage to do it.

Originally, I have always been very conscious and unrestrained toward English teachers because she has always been very serious and often has a pretty face. Although she usually wears sexy clothes and even has a sense of charm, she is too cold, so cold that I don’t even have the courage to pick her up.

However, since I stole the contents of her diary that time, I was in a mess!

I never expected that the English teacher who has always been serious and cold is such a person...

This is the thing. It happened to be our group's turn that day. I went to WC after school. When I came back, the classroom had been cleaned. They left the teacher's office to scan for me. I saw that it was getting late, and the teacher's office was not closed yet, so I planned to sweep it a few times and go home.

I originally thought that the teachers had all left, but after I went in, I found that the English teacher was still there, and she seemed to be writing something, which looked quite in a hurry. I deliberately coughed twice, and the English teacher quickly looked up and saw me. She exaggeratedly. I clearly saw that her hands were shaking twice. I muttered in my heart, "She wouldn't be doing anything wrong, right?"

But she quickly recovered from calmness and asked me what I was doing in the office. I said I was here to clean up. She said she didn't say anything, and then cleaned up the things on the table, which looked a little anxious.

Then her cell phone rang suddenly, and she was obviously very panicked. Her hands shook and almost shook her phone. Her frightened look almost made me laugh.

She did not answer the phone in front of me, but left hurriedly. I saw her take out a notebook from the drawer and nervously stuff it into her bag, but she didn't get the center and fell to the ground. But she didn't notice that a cigarette slipped away. When she passed by me, she asked me to clean her seat. I deliberately didn't tell her that the thing had fallen. After she left, she quickly ran over and picked it up to see what it was.

I picked up the notebook on the ground. The cover was quite simple, the pages were a bit old, and it was obviously turned over many times. What made me feel a little annoying was that her notebook was locked. I thought of something, and suddenly my heart skipped a beat. Damn, it wasn't it a diary, right?!

Thinking of this possibility, my heart was beating. If it was her diary, would she write some private matters? I originally wanted to read it directly here, but these locks were hard to open. I gritted my teeth and prepared.

The Queen Mommy drove to http:///13277/ and took it home. I don’t believe that the English teacher would know that I took it?

So I swept the floor randomly, stuffed my laptop into my schoolbag and ran home.

When I got home, I did nothing and rushed into the room to mess with the notebook. But the lock was not easy to open. I tried dozens of passwords, but none of them ended up missing. I became fucking popular, so I opened it violently.

After opening it, I looked at the contents. It’s a doggy, it’s really a fucking diary!

I turned the first page and wrote a few words on it: Record my sexy and sensuality.

Turning another page, it’s very simple, just three words: love hurts.

When I saw these words, I suddenly felt a sense of scent, sexy and emotional. I didn’t expect that the English teacher who is usually like an iceberg is so introverted.

I continued to turn the next page, and the diary appeared. I recognized the handwriting, which was written by her. Most of her books were recorded in some small things in her daily life, and the days when her aunt came and her feelings when she came to class for the first time after graduation. What made me unhappy was that she also wrote about me, not writing about me, but about my lust, and always looked at her lustfully in class.

After turning several pages in a row, I didn’t see anything that I was interested in. I was a little bored. I was about to let go, but suddenly I saw something exciting!

She wrote this: Men are dirty, sweaty, and stinky, and I hate men.

Oh, what does this mean? Don’t she have a boyfriend anymore? She hates men. Did she quarrel with her boyfriend?

My appetite was swelled up, and I quickly turned it down. As a result, the more I looked, the more shocked I became, the more excited I became. Damn, I never expected that the English teacher who usually looks so dignified and cold, was actually a lesbian! Moreover, her current boyfriend is a fake, she has another "boy" friend, a female model, and she has had a relationship!

In her last diary, she wrote about how to do that with her, which made me feel excited.

But what made me most impulsive was that her diary finally expressed a meaning, her needs were quite high, and her girlfriend couldn't satisfy her, so she wanted to find excitement...

I couldn't help swallowing my saliva at that time. I never thought that the English teacher who was usually cold and frosty would be so introverted!

After that, she wrote a lot of her own little secrets, such as where her sensitive parts are, and she wanted to try to steal fish, etc. After reading it, I couldn't calm down for a long time, and I suddenly had a bold idea, that is, to hook her up!

The next day, I went to school very early and specially put her diary in her schoolbag, intending to find a suitable opportunity and hand it over to her in person, hehe.

The third class in the morning was English class. Sure enough, she was late, and seeing her appearance, her eyebrows were locked, looking quite anxious. I could tell at a glance that she must have found that the diary was missing and was worried. I was curious. What expression would she have if I handed the diary to her personally?

She obviously didn't take this class seriously. She announced her homework halfway through the process and let us study for self-study. I didn't listen carefully, and thought about how to hook her up. I used to be lustful but not brave, but this time I read her diary and grabbed her handle. I also knew that she was not a serious person. If I don't take advantage of it, I would be too sorry for my conscience.

When I was over school in the morning, I was thinking about how to implement it, but the English teacher took the initiative to ask me to go to her office from outside the door. I was immediately happy, hehe, there is a chance!

There were more than one of her in the office, and there were several other teachers, but it seemed that they were about to leave. After she called me over, she did not ask about the diary directly, but pretended to ask me about my studies. I didn't expose her, and I felt funny in my heart. Combined with her diary, I found that she was a sulky person, usually acting very ladylike, but actually a slut.

I also cooperated with her. After all, there are still many people now, so it is not convenient to tease. Not long after, other teachers left one after another. I also found that the math teacher, the little flat-headed teacher, seemed to be interested in the English teacher. He called the English teacher twice to have dinner together, and his eyes were very terrifying, and he kept looking at others' chests. He was so fucking beast.

Sure enough, after all the teachers left, the English teacher even asked me to close the door, and only me and her were left. She pretended to correct her homework, and then deliberately asked me casually if I had seen a red notebook when I was sweeping the floor yesterday.

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