I really don't want to read

Then there was a sound of ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, and the door was slowly opened after 10 seconds. Xia Luoqiu looked at Lin Xiaoxian from the crack of the door with a nervous expression on his face:

"You're here?"

"..."

Lin Xiaoxian's eyelids drooped.

Will you speak?

Lonely men and widows, let me say this first when we meet, those who don't know think that they are the old Wang next door who was invited by a horny single female teacher to have an affair.

"Mr. Xia, I just smelled a strange smell next door. I don't know if it's the traditional Chinese medicine or something burnt out. Is it your place?"

"Next door?" Xia Luoqiu blinked, "Student Lin Xiaoxian, you went to Room 203 early in the morning, it's too indiscreet."

"I didn't check it out."

"I'm talking more indiscretion than usual."

"Stop rambling on the topic."

Lin Xiaoxian heard the cat's wailing again, accompanied by a stronger smell, and couldn't help holding his breath.

"Xia Luoqiu, what kind of elixir are you brewing? You only need to spray it on time every day for your foot injury, and pay attention to rest. Don't look for some folk remedies, okay?"

"Oh, I don't have one, you're the one who boiled the elixir..."

Xia Luoqiu hummed dissatisfiedly, and finally pulled the door open shyly.

Teacher Xia got up early today, but did not dress up early. The light gray A-line skirt on her body should be used as pajamas. It is simple and slim. Covering her delicate buttocks, her long and slender legs are neatly put together, making her look full of girlishness.

Xia Luoqiu is a clothes hanger. The close-fitting OL narrow skirt makes her look so charming, and the flowing A-line skirt can make her so pure.

Slightly loose clothing, fluffy and light skirts, wrapped the original "frivolous" figure with a hazy texture, and during a little movement, the changes of light and shadow with the concave and convex curves of the body can make people feel enough Fancy.

The so-called cute and sexy is probably what Xia Luoqiu looks like at this time.

It's just that Lin Xiaoxian didn't bother to look at Teacher Xia's cuteness at the moment, let alone explore Teacher Xia's sexiness, but just stared at the mess in the room dumbfounded.

Overturned glass of water...

Knotted plugs...

The induction cooker with the screen covered by oil...

A dark, unidentifiable container...

And the same black inside the container, the unknown non-Newtonian liquid that gurgled like volcanic magma from time to time with a few bubbles...

The "traditional Chinese medicine smell" that I smelled on the balcony just now came from inside, and it was so strong at this moment, that the moment Lin Xiaoxian got closer, his eyes hurt a bit from the smoke.

"Xia Luoqiu, what kind of witchcraft are you doing?"

Lin Xiaoxian really stopped spanking Xia Luoqiu's butt as he said before, and Xia Luoqiu next to him was holding his butt and was feeling lost. Hearing Lin Xiaoxian's horrified questioning, he became even more dissatisfied:

"Student Lin, speak well, I'm just making breakfast..."

"Breakfast? Prison meal?"

No, prison food is at least for people to eat, not to mention people, it might directly mutate after eating it, Lin Xiaoxian wouldn't think it strange even if the lost things were changed back.

"And Xia Luoqiu, you are quite courageous, the power supply of the dormitory..."

"no!"

Before Lin Xiaoxian finished speaking, Xia Luoqiu hurriedly explained:

"Dormitory No. 1 on each floor has a separate power supply, which is reserved for teachers. How could I violate the school system!"

"Is that so..."

After all, she is a stubborn bastard, and Teacher Xia is as serious and persistent as a study committee member in certain aspects. Lin Xiaoxian actually wanted to ask her whether keeping pets in the dormitory is a violation of the rules, but after thinking about it, it is better not to expose it.

What if Xia Luoqiu got so angry after being pointed out, and took this orange pig named "Yuanyuan" home in a fit of anger?

Maomao has no evil intentions, and should not suffer unreasonable punishment for the sake of the owner, let alone lose the right to be masturbated!

Speaking of cats, Lin Xiaoxian thought of the wailing from Yuanyuan just now, looked around and didn't see the fat orange cat for the first time.

"Yuanyuan..."

He yelled, very quietly, so that Su Yuan next door would not hear him and think he was calling her.

"Meow…"

A sobbing sound came from the bathroom, Lin Xiaoxian opened the door, and the air instantly became much fresher, and there was even a faint smell of jasmine.

This has to make people think deeply, do beautiful female college students even use bathrooms that smell good?

Lin Xiaoxian thinks that it should be set off by the bitter smell outside, plus the air freshener of jasmine, so Yuanyuan also knows that this place is much safer than the outside, and she is hiding in the corner and pressing her claws on the ground in pain. When he saw Lin Xiaoxian on his nose, he rushed towards him as if he saw a savior.

"Meow~"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, dear."

"Meow meow meow!"

Yuanyuan scratched the pink and tender meat pad and gestured, Lin Xiaoxian listened for a while and nodded:

"No, she didn't want to kill the cat, she was just making breakfast."

"Meow~" So Yuanyuan felt a little relieved.

The "dialogue" of one cat and one person made Xia Luoqiu next to him feel seriously offended, pinched his waist, and limped towards Lin Xiaoxian with his right foot slightly hanging:

"Hey."

"I don't call you hello, my name is Lin Xiaoxian."

"Lin Xiaoxian, the teacher's cooking is so exaggerated..."

"Yes, have you watched an American TV show? It's called Breaking Bad. When I first entered, I thought you were the live-action version."

"..."

349 Teacher Xia’s Towel (4000 words)

"Isn't there breakfast in the cafeteria?"

"Tired of it... Occasionally cooking by yourself is also a joy of life."

"Your cooking skills are really cool."

"Humph…"

Girls are wonderful creatures, ranging from babbling young girls to charming aunts, who always use their own distinctive hums to express their little emotions.

There are many sources of such small emotions. It can be the blame of the parents, the indifference of the boyfriend, or the forgetting of the anniversary by the husband or lover.

Of course, it can also be a student making a very regrettable evaluation of the teacher's cooking skills.

"You little girls must have seen too many Japanese food bloggers on the Internet, so you also want to create a happy atmosphere with cats, music and food, but the result often backfires."

Lin Xiaoxian cleaned up the mess, and Xia Luoqiu, who was asked to "lie down obediently" on the bed behind him, looked at his back with some strange feelings in his heart.

The injured woman was lying on the couch, and her man was busy at home...

Since childhood, Xia Luoqiu seemed to have only seen such scenes on TV, but she never thought that when she saw them in real life, she would be the heroine.

It's just that Lin Xiaoxian is not "her man", but her student.

Or to use a closer term, it can also be said to be a junior.

"It's backfired because I don't know how to do it. If I don't know how to do it, I have to learn more." Xia Luoqiu leaned on the upright pillow, hugging a five-pointed star doll.

"I really want to learn how to cook. I personally don't recommend the kind of small and fresh ones, because when you really cook them, it will make you feel a sense of gap and affect your morale."

Xia Luoqiu's eyes lit up, and she sat up with her hands propped up:

"You seem to know a lot about cooking?"

"It's not understanding, it's proficiency."

"You're welcome... Are there any professional chefs who are proficient?"

"Master than a professional chef."

"cut!"

Xia Luoqiu didn't believe it. Lin Xiaoxian's pompous appearance could never convince her. On the contrary, only when he was not so ordinary would he give her a sense of trust.

For example, when he took her to the infirmary, Lin Xiaoxian's brows were obviously slightly worried, and his speech would not be as bland as it is now. Instead, Xia Luoqiu's heart would feel inexplicably stable.

"Where did you learn it?"

Lin Xiaoxian spoke suddenly, and pointed to the small casserole on the induction cooker that had finally been washed out:

"It's just the stuff that was boiled in the pot before."

"This lump is not a thing, it's panda rice." Xia Luoqiu reported a strange name of the dish, "I learned it from [Food Food Station] on station b."

"Eating pandas is against the law."

"What, panda rice is black rice porridge with tofu. It looks like a panda. It's cute and delicious."

"Tofu? Black rice? Porridge?"

Lin Xiaoxian was skeptical about the taste of this dish just by hearing the ingredients and method. He thought that the whimsical Xia Luoqiu was cute, but he didn't know if it was delicious.

"If you really want to learn, I can recommend some up masters for you."

"Yeah!"

Xia Luoqiu clasped his hands together, got up and moved towards the end of the bed.

Lin Xiaoxian flicked the water from his hand, turned his head and saw Xia Luoqiu with watery eyes holding the doll in his arms, his knees were close together, and his two white legs were obediently set aside. The familiar posture reminded Lin Xiaoxian of the doll at home. Sister, I couldn't help showing a playful smile:

"Yes, Mr. Xia, a handful of old bones can still sit on a duck."

Xia Luoqiu, who was clearly in his early 20s, was not convinced, and threw the doll in his hand towards Lin Xiaoxian:

"You're just an old bone! You're osteoporotic! You're calcium deficient! You need to take medicine to make up for it!"

"Medicine is not as good as food. Let me recommend a few serious cooks first. One is food writer Wang Gang, and the other is chef Nong Guodong."

Xia Luoqiu pouted disdainfully:

"The name doesn't sound cute, do they also cook panda rice?"

"I think you look like a panda fan."

Lin Xiaoxian threw the doll back and threw it into her arms, and the breeze gently lifted half of her skirt.

Xia Luoqiu was in a duck sitting position at this time, and the upright position behind her back made her back skirt slightly pushed back, but this unintentional flip also made it easier for her pair of tight thighs to be stretched apart. up a little of her skirt.

Lin Xiaoxian can clearly see that the slightly protruding hillside has a gentle and gentle shape, which is softly wrapped in white cotton cloth, and is set off by a little bit of flesh at the heel of the leg, making it more plump and round, like a Noisy steamed buns just out of the cage.

"Well!"

Xia Luoqiu might have also sensed the moment of coolness, and after a slight moan of panic, she subconsciously retracted her legs, and at the same time raised her knees together, the small triangular piece of cotton cloth was also lifted because of this. It tightened a little with one movement, and a very shallow slit stretched toward the direction where the bottom of the skirt was pressed, poetically drawing out a beautiful strangle mark unique to a girl...

"No wonder you insist on making panda rice... you like pandas so much..."

Lin Xiaoxian muttered to himself, apparently seeing that someone's panties were not pure white, but had a big round panda print on them.

After hearing this, Xia Luoqiu also realized that some of her special little hobbies must have been seen by him. She pressed the skirt with the doll in both hands, stared straight at Lin Xiaoxian, and her cheeks were pink:

"Smelly rascal! You still said you're not interested in me!"

"This is force majeure... Your taste is really interesting. My sister has stopped wearing such childish underwear since she was in the first grade of junior high school."

Simply print a flower, a strawberry, a cartoon bear head on it...

Lin Xiaoxian has never seen such a style since Lin Xiaoshu was 0 years old.

"Student Lin Xiaoxian, you are so perverted, you even peek at your sister!"

"Huh? Are you kidding me..."

Lin Xiaoxian sneered, Lin Xiaoshu's underwear and panties were washed by himself until last semester, do you need to steal them if you want to see them?

Lin Xiaoxian felt that Xia Luoqiu's aesthetics in underwear was quite perverted. He still remembered that the last time he saw her upper body was blue spots on a black background, which could be regarded as a well-behaved style for young women.

And this time I saw the lower body in such a childish cartoon style.

Being able to put these two styles together can only show that Xia Luoqiu must have never been seen by men, and he doesn't understand the importance of matching underwear for women's charm.