My grass! What is this damn? Have you been confessed to you?

I was a little stunned. Although Ma Jing had been seducing me all the time, this was the first time she told me about the word "Like You" that caught me off guard.

The worst thing is that Zhang Muqing is right in front of me. I'm not sure if she heard Ma Jing's words just now!

When I saw Chen Yu and the others driving back with my own eyes, I suddenly felt a little disappointed and confused, would they come back?

"The people are gone, and they are still watching."

When I heard Zhang Muqing's voice, I came back to my senses and realized that Zhang Muqing and I were left now, as I was alone and widowed, which was very imaginative...

I was secretly happy in my heart, and I didn't dare to show it, pretending to be sad and said, "I'm thinking, I don't know how long it will take to go back to Zhonghai."

When Zhang Muqing heard what I said, he sighed slightly and said, "I guess I can't go back in a short time. Let's wait until the limelight passes first, but don't worry, I have called back and asked the principal for a long vacation. I will accompany you."

I looked at Zhang Muqing deeply and said, "Teacher, thank you, there are few teachers like you in this world."

Zhang Muqing gently tucked the hair in her ear and said with a smile, "I want to thank you, there are very few students like you."

We looked at each other and smiled, everything was indifferent. This feeling was really wonderful.

Next, we went for a meal together and had a very happy chat. I gradually discovered that Zhang Muqing is a very connotation and cultivation, with elegant and beautiful movements. When I calmed down, I found that she was so beautiful even when eating, and she always showed a breath that only the upper class had. It was very fascinating.

At the same time, I also found that gradually, I had taken the initiative to ignore her identity as my teacher in my heart, eliminated the barriers similar to those of her elders in terms of identity, and treated her as a friend.

She also said that I am not like a person of my age, saying that I am more mature than the students in my class, and it is very comfortable to chat with me, and I feel like a post-80s generation. I smiled and said, I am indeed precocious than ordinary peers. With family reasons, I have more ideas than my peers, and over time, I will be more mature than my peers.

She covered her mouth and smiled, saying that I am a little bitch. I laughed and added to my heart, "You are wrong, I am not a little bitch, but a little bitch."

Of course, I dare not say this, for fear that she will get angry, that would be a bad thing.

After dinner, at my suggestion, we went shopping again. We were chatting along the way, and the friendship increased a lot. The number of times she laughed tonight was the most I saw when I knew her for so long.

Unfortunately, as we walked, the sky suddenly became gloomy and the wind blew. It was quite cold and it was about to rain, so we had to go back to the hotel.

When we returned to her room, we lived awkwardly. I wanted to go into her room and stay with her, but I was afraid that she would refuse. She was standing there, just like me, she was a little embarrassed.

"that……"

“It’s better…”

We talk at the same time.

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"You talk first."

"Tell me."

Another car crash, we looked at each other again, and finally I said first: "Teacher, you didn't go to bed so early, right?"

Zhang Muqing hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm not sleepy yet, it's still early, come in and sit down."

I was ecstatic and said quickly: "Okay."

After coming in, I became much nervous, my throat was a little dry, and I swallowed with difficulty, and I could even hear my heartbeat, thumping.

I don’t know if Zhang Muqing feels this way. Anyway, I just feel very ambiguous and feel moved. Looking at her graceful back, I will feel impulsive and it is difficult to suppress it. Maybe she doesn’t, because she is a lesbian.

"You sit here and I'll go boil water." Zhang Muqing picked up the electric kettle and walked towards the bathroom.

I kept looking at her, and I could see half of her silhouette from my perspective. It was really charming, and the devil in my heart became even more troubled.

After she put the electric kettle on the seat cushion, she came back and sat opposite me, lowered her head and lifted her hair, then took the initiative to chat with me, deliberately chatting with me about studying and family affairs. I could clearly feel that she was also very nervous, so she said this on purpose.

I don't know if she can feel it. Now I look at her and I keep thinking about hugging her, kissing her, pressing her face on her, and smelling the fragrance on her body to the fullest.

I remember there was a very famous movie called "Smelling the Fragrance to Know Women". I think I did this too. Zhang Muqing's fragrance is unique. Even if I close my eyes, I can recognise her immediately by relying on her fragrance.

"teacher!"

I suddenly shouted out.

She screamed and asked, "What?"

"I, I..." I stammered for a few times, and couldn't say anything in my heart, so I had to scratch my head awesomely and said, "No, nothing..."

She gave me a blank look, stood up in panic, picked up her bag, looking for something, but her movements were so flustered that she accidentally dropped something on the ground and made a snap. I subconsciously looked at the ground and was stunned. The thing that fell to the ground looked familiar, it looked a little familiar, it was a red notebook. I remembered it in an instant, Damn, this wasn't the diary I used to threaten her that time!

She looked back at me in a hurry, lowered her head, quickly picked up the diary and held it in her hand. But she was too panicked again. When she stood up, she accidentally touched the teacup on the table next to her and fell to the ground and broke.

She was already a little confused and squatted down to pick up the broken glass bottle.

"Be careful, teacher!"

However, as soon as I finished speaking, she screamed, and her fingers were bleeding from glass fragments.

I rolled my eyes helplessly. Without thinking, I quickly walked over, squatted in front of her, grabbed her fingers, and stuffed them into my mouth. She said softly: "Ah, don't!"

I have already put her slender fingers in my mouth to help her suck blood.

Her fingers are really beautiful, small, long, and have no odor.

"Okay." I let her go, smiled at her, "You stupid, be careful next time. It would be bad if such a beautiful finger left a scar."

However, Zhang Muqing looked at me in a daze. She was stunned for a few seconds before pulling her hands out of my hands. Her face was already a little red. She stood up and said, "I'll sweep the glass residue."

But why, seeing her like this, I suddenly had an irresistible impulse, and I wanted to hug her.

I really did this. I stood up, walked towards her, called the teacher behind her, and then I hugged her from behind.

Ah, I really hugged her. This was the first time I hugged her. This feeling was really wonderful, as if I had hugged the whole world. The offense to the mayor became unimportant in an instant.

Her figure is really great, her body is soft and fragrant, especially when it comes to her skin, which is even more wonderful.

The moment she was hugged by me, her whole body trembled and made a surprised sound.

"Gao Yu! Why are you doing? Let me go! I am your teacher!" She began to struggle.

I had already hugged her, and my heart seemed to be possessed. I was not willing to let her go. On the contrary, I hugged her tighter. I pressed my face against her hair and said obsessively: "Teacher, teacher! Let me hug you, let me hug you."

"No!" She was still struggling, she was very strong, and I almost couldn't hold her and let her go.

At this moment, I couldn't help but shouted, "Teacher, I like..."

But before she could finish my words, she interrupted me, "Don't say, don't say it! Don't say it!"

She spoke loudly and was very panicked, which scared me. I accidentally made her struggle out.

"Teacher! Why can't I say, I really like it..."

I took another step forward and wanted to hug her again. She took a step back and leaned against the wall, protecting her chest with both hands, like a helpless lamb, looking at me, her face blushed like a red apple.

"Gao Yu, don't do this. I am your teacher. We, I can't do this..." she said biting her lip.

I was not lost, on the contrary, I was still ecstatic. When I heard her tone, she didn’t seem to feel no feelings for me, but because I was her student!

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