483 “Female Counterattack (H)” 004 Teacher Wen Run

“Teacher, have you ever been in love?”

Ye Ming, who was revising his thesis, was very surprised. He raised his head calmly and saw the girl who was supposed to leave holding the edge of the table with both hands. Although she was looking at him from top to bottom, she was bold and enthusiastic.

Her eyes were like a deer drinking dew in the morning, or like bamboo shoots emerging from the ground in spring, filled with clear desire.

The evening sunlight was golden, softly projected through the half-opened window, and draped over her small, round shoulders.Her hair was combed smoothly and brightly. Against the light, you could even see the tiny fuzz on her rosy cheeks, like a peach that had just poked out of a branch.

This pure and romantic youth.

It makes people want to take a bite to see if the sweet and sour juice will overflow.

Ye Ming shook his head imperceptibly. He thought that maybe he had read too many love poems when preparing for lessons recently, and that was why he had such a crazy and bold idea: “This is a private question for the teacher, and I will not answer it.”

“Teacher, are you in love?”

Ning Wan leaned her upper body forward, her eyes level with Ye Ming’s, and the area on her chest that was only restrained by a thin girl’s bra trembled slightly with her movements.

“Sorry, I won’t answer.”

The girl persisted and continued to close the distance between the two of them, until her bright red mouth was about to kiss Ye Ming’s face. Her low voice sounded like feathers brushing against her heart. She didn’t know whether her words were teasing or provocative. She said, “Teacher Ye, are you gay?”

Ye Ming put his feet on the table legs and controlled the swivel chair to take a step back and distance himself. He couldn’t say anything too serious and cleared his throat: “Ning Wan, you are in your senior year of high school. I don’t think these are questions you should ask.”

“Teacher, what questions should I ask?”

“It’s naturally related to learning…”

Ning Wan stopped as soon as she felt good, straightened up from Ye Ming’s desk, and said with a sweet smile: “I added the teacher’s WeChat account through my father. I will ask the teacher for help when I encounter problems in my studies in the future. I hope the teacher will not refuse.”

Before Ye Ming could say no, she blinked her eyes, turned around and left gracefully, her ponytail and skirt flying at the same time, as if dancing a silent dance.

As the door lock clicked and closed, the thin spring color lingering around Ye Ming also disappeared. What made him despise was that he was a little reluctant to let go.

Adjusting the air conditioner temperature to 18 degrees, Ye Ming laughed at herself: “That’s your student.”

He had always known that he could attract the attention of the opposite sex.He seems to be gentle and maintains a polite but distant social distance, which is just his protective color. In fact, he has been addicted to Chinese for many years. In order to understand those obscure or straightforward works, his ability to empathize is terrifyingly strong.

Most of the so-called admirers would become conceited and solemn in front of his protective look. There had never been a child like Ning Wan today with straightforward desire written on his face.

This is alarming and even more disturbing.

With a beep, the WeChat alert sounded, and you could tell whose message it was without even looking.Unable to revise the paper any longer, Ye Ming rubbed her eyebrows with two fingers…

Ning Wan, who returned home after school, lay on her warm and soft princess bed, chanting in her mouth: “1, 2, 3, 4…”

“301, 302…”

As the number got bigger and bigger, the raised corners of her mouth gradually flattened, but Ye Ming still didn’t approve her request to add.

Did you fail today?

Is there any unintentional temptation?The scene of entering Ye Ming’s office today has been rehearsed several times in her mind. The same loose and fat school uniform T-shirt has been tightened on both sides of her waist to better highlight the curves of her chest that are prouder than her peers. She has also rehearsed the school skirt that has become shorter, and even the slightly upward curve of her hair.

Her behavior today was in an ambiguous stage. Although she wanted to pounce directly on the flower of the high mountain, she restrained herself very well and did not confess her feelings or take the opportunity to kiss her.

Ye Ming should have no reason to blacklist her.

Sure enough, when she counted to 505, a WeChat alert sounded.

His nickname is Ming, his avatar is an open book, he has no self-introduction, and his circle of friends is completely blank. It really suits his personality.

Ning Wan thought to herself that this time she was going to start teasing her slowly, starting from WeChat.

Wan: Hello, teacher, there are a few things I don’t understand about “Dream of Red Mansions”. Can I ask you for advice?

Ming: No problem.

Ning Wan quickly turned on her computer and started searching for “Erotic Descriptions in Dream of Red Mansions”. Before she could edit the information——

Ming: If it is convenient, you can come to my house on Sunday with “A Dream of Red Mansions”. The address is No. XX, XX Community, XX Road.

what?

Is anyone watching~~ Let me see your cute little hands