When she thought of herself wearing underwear that a man had worn, she felt very uncomfortable.
Moreover, she often wears thin and small lace underwear, and now she wears cotton underwear, and she feels very uncomfortable.
In addition, her lower body is particularly prone to overflow of spring liquid, and her cotton underwear is not very easy to dry, and it is always wet and sticky to her skin.
Anyway, it was a restless afternoon
After school in the afternoon, she was carrying a shoulder bag and preparing to leave the classroom, but suddenly she was stopped and said that Teacher Su asked her to go to the office.
She stopped moving, what did he ask her to do?
Could it be at noon?
Yaya, what's wrong with you? Shui Qinglan reached out to shake her
Han Qianya slowly came back to her senses and smiled: It's nothing, it's just that the teacher asked me to go to the office, or you can go back first
Since I'm going to the office...
At this time, there were still many teachers in the office. In this case, he and she would not be a lonely man and a widow living in the same room, so she should be relatively safe.
The sunset is setting, the air is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers and plants. The tired birds return to their nests, chirping, shuttle between the branches and leaves
The young female students walked out of school in groups of three or five laughing
Report! Han Qianya knocked on the door and then stepped into the office after hearing a teacher say please come in.
Who are you looking for? The female teacher sitting near the door asked her with a pleasant look
I'll look for Teacher Su
The female teacher pointed deep into the office, and Teacher Su was working at the innermost desk
Thank you teacher, she lifted her legs and walked into the office
As soon as she saw Su Moqi who was working hard, he suddenly looked up at her like a sympathetic feeling.
He still wore those golden-edged eyes, looking calm and self-sustaining, abstinent and alienated.
Teacher, is there anything you need to ask me? She asked, her voice soft and glutinous, and his heart melted
From the piles of mountains, he took out the one placed on the top and spread it out
Han Qianya looked at his hands with distinct joints, gently stroked the cover, turned on the page, and listened to the rustling sound, her heart was pounding.
Why didn't I do my homework last night? He asked her lightly, his voice was silently uneven.
She pulled the strap of the shoulder bag with both hands and stuttered: I...I last night...
She was so idle last night because she really couldn't do it. She planned to copy the homework of this school master this morning, but she accidentally forgot it.
Sorry, teacher, I can't do it. She lowered her head in shame, and her face was flushed.
Since I can't, then learn hard, he said, seemingly helpless
Han Qianya pursed her lips and said softly, never daring to look up at him
After all, I feel very guilty
From the corner of his eyes, he suddenly saw him moving the lifting and swivel chair back. He stood up from the chair and moved a smaller chair with a backrest on the other side and placed it on her side.
He simply packed up the things on the table, made a small space, and then placed the spread-out math exercise book in front of her.
Sit down
She glanced at him secretly. He sat upright on the swivel chair with a red pen in his hand and carefully corrected his homework.
What does he mean?
He is correcting homework here, and she is doing homework next to him?
She wailed twice in her heart, but on the surface, she sat down very well, took out a black pen and draft from her bag, and calculated the question listlessly.
Moreover, she often wears thin and small lace underwear, and now she wears cotton underwear, and she feels very uncomfortable.
In addition, her lower body is particularly prone to overflow of spring liquid, and her cotton underwear is not very easy to dry, and it is always wet and sticky to her skin.
Anyway, it was a restless afternoon
After school in the afternoon, she was carrying a shoulder bag and preparing to leave the classroom, but suddenly she was stopped and said that Teacher Su asked her to go to the office.
She stopped moving, what did he ask her to do?
Could it be at noon?
Yaya, what's wrong with you? Shui Qinglan reached out to shake her
Han Qianya slowly came back to her senses and smiled: It's nothing, it's just that the teacher asked me to go to the office, or you can go back first
Since I'm going to the office...
At this time, there were still many teachers in the office. In this case, he and she would not be a lonely man and a widow living in the same room, so she should be relatively safe.
The sunset is setting, the air is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers and plants. The tired birds return to their nests, chirping, shuttle between the branches and leaves
The young female students walked out of school in groups of three or five laughing
Report! Han Qianya knocked on the door and then stepped into the office after hearing a teacher say please come in.
Who are you looking for? The female teacher sitting near the door asked her with a pleasant look
I'll look for Teacher Su
The female teacher pointed deep into the office, and Teacher Su was working at the innermost desk
Thank you teacher, she lifted her legs and walked into the office
As soon as she saw Su Moqi who was working hard, he suddenly looked up at her like a sympathetic feeling.
He still wore those golden-edged eyes, looking calm and self-sustaining, abstinent and alienated.
Teacher, is there anything you need to ask me? She asked, her voice soft and glutinous, and his heart melted
From the piles of mountains, he took out the one placed on the top and spread it out
Han Qianya looked at his hands with distinct joints, gently stroked the cover, turned on the page, and listened to the rustling sound, her heart was pounding.
Why didn't I do my homework last night? He asked her lightly, his voice was silently uneven.
She pulled the strap of the shoulder bag with both hands and stuttered: I...I last night...
She was so idle last night because she really couldn't do it. She planned to copy the homework of this school master this morning, but she accidentally forgot it.
Sorry, teacher, I can't do it. She lowered her head in shame, and her face was flushed.
Since I can't, then learn hard, he said, seemingly helpless
Han Qianya pursed her lips and said softly, never daring to look up at him
After all, I feel very guilty
From the corner of his eyes, he suddenly saw him moving the lifting and swivel chair back. He stood up from the chair and moved a smaller chair with a backrest on the other side and placed it on her side.
He simply packed up the things on the table, made a small space, and then placed the spread-out math exercise book in front of her.
Sit down
She glanced at him secretly. He sat upright on the swivel chair with a red pen in his hand and carefully corrected his homework.
What does he mean?
He is correcting homework here, and she is doing homework next to him?
She wailed twice in her heart, but on the surface, she sat down very well, took out a black pen and draft from her bag, and calculated the question listlessly.
![[Urban Novels] Foothills Department Store - 1v1, pure love](/templates/nvshen/themes/img/thumb_1.png)