My world double door

Zhang Yi sat quietly in a corner of the sofa, her eyes wandering, but she would glance at Li Yang from time to time. Li Yang seemed a little embarrassed, and his fingers fiddled with the corner of his clothes unconsciously. The temperature in the room was kept at a pleasant degree by the air conditioner, but the atmosphere between Li Yang and others was so hot that it seemed to ignite the cold air.

Zhang Yi's hair was slightly scattered, and a few strands were attached to her forehead. Her delicate skin glowed charmingly under the soft light. Zhang Yi bit her lower lip lightly, and the blush added a bit of charm. Li Yang's eyes occasionally fell on Zhang Yi, but he quickly moved away, as if he was afraid that Zhang Yi would discover his inner panic.

The breathing of the two people seemed particularly clear in the silence, and every inhalation and exhalation was like a silent contest. Zhang Yi moved her body slightly, and the slight friction sound was like thunder in this quiet environment. Li Yang's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, swallowing the inexplicable tension.

Unlike teacher Lin Yue who broke the shackles first.

Teacher Lin Yue is young and beautiful, and she is also the goddess in his mind. When he was moved, the love and possessiveness for the goddess almost quickly overwhelmed other emotions.

But as a class teacher, Zhang Yi's prestige accumulated in his heart over the years is not so easy to forget.

Even if he was a little impulsive in the office, seeing Zhang Yi's eyes at this moment, Li Yang found that he was still a little timid as a student.

"You..." Zhang Yi finally broke the silence, and his voice was as soft as a breeze.

Li Yang raised his head suddenly, his eyes collided with Zhang Yi, and he dodged in panic in an instant. "Hmm?" Li Yang's response was trembling.

Zhang Yi lowered her head slightly, and a blush appeared on her cheeks. "Nothing, just feel a little stuffy."

Li Yang hurriedly stood up and walked to the air conditioner controller. His fingers hesitated on the buttons for a while, but finally did not press any of them. "Will it? I think it's okay." There was a hint of uncertainty in Li Yang's voice.

Zhang Yi smiled softly, her laughter was as clear as a silver bell, but with a hint of ambiguity. "Maybe it's because I'm with you that this happens."

Li Yang's face flushed instantly, and he didn't know how to respond. Zhang Yi's eyes were full of provocation, as if waiting for Li Yang's further action.

Li Yang slowly walked back to the sofa and sat down next to Zhang Yi. The distance between the two was close enough to feel each other's body temperature. The faint fragrance of Zhang Yi lingered on the tip of Li Yang's nose, making Li Yang's heartbeat more intense.

Li Yang mustered up his courage, reached out and gently held Zhang Yi's hand. Zhang Yi's hand trembled slightly, but did not break free. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and only Li Yang and the two of them were left in the world.

"I..." Li Yang's voice was low and hoarse.

Zhang Yi raised his head, his eyes full of expectation.

Just then, the cool breeze from the air-conditioning outlet brushed their cheeks, but it could not cool the burning fire in their hearts at all. Their eyes met, and the hot emotions seemed to melt each other.

"Hmm~"

Li Yang didn't say the last part of the word "I" at all. He looked at Zhang Yi's gentle face and couldn't control himself anymore. He stretched out his mouth and kissed her red lips tightly. While kissing her tightly, he looked hard at Zhang Yi's gentle and tolerant eyes.

Zhang Yi's brows were frowning, and her eyes revealed some panic and more relaxation. The diffused eyes made Li Yang more and more bold. He kissed Zhang Yi's lips fiercely, and the emotions in his mind were gradually filled with crazy possessiveness.

He looked at this plump and gentle Chinese teacher, and his heart became hotter and hotter until he suddenly pushed her onto the bed.

"Hmm~"

Zhang Yi's eyes trembled, and her hands stretched out on both sides to tightly grasp the white sheets, and her closed eyelashes trembled slightly.

The bath towel was pulled out and fell to the side.

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Time passed.

The disappearance of Li Yang and Zhang Yi this afternoon was just like the disappearance of Li Yang and Lin Yue in the morning. Many people didn't ask much, and no one cared much.

Everyone in the school knew it well, but pretended not to know about it, and went about their business as usual.

This continued until the evening.

When the afterglow of the setting sun gently enveloped the campus like a veil, the quietness of the evening quietly descended. The shadows of people in the school were mottled, interweaving a picture full of vitality and warmth.

On the playground of the campus, a group of students were playing a fierce football game. The orange-red light of the setting sun sprinkled on them, casting long shadows. The players ran and chased, and their figures moved quickly on the grass, like jumping notes. Sweat soaked their clothes, but their eyes were full of concentration and passion. The spectators on the sidelines were also infected by the tense atmosphere, standing or sitting, with their figures scattered in an orderly manner. Some held their hands in front of their chests, frowned, and secretly sweated for the team they supported; others waved their arms excitedly and shouted loudly to cheer for the players. Their shadows, long or short, in the reflection of the setting sun, intertwine with the shadows of the players on the field, forming a dynamic picture.

On the small road of the campus, groups of students are walking and talking. They carry schoolbags, hold textbooks or snacks in their hands, and their figures look particularly warm under the illumination of street lamps. Some students walk briskly, eager to go home and share the fun of the day with their families; others slow down and enjoy this moment of leisure. Their laughter echoes in the air, breaking the tranquility of the evening. The trees on the roadside cast shadows, and the figures of students shuttle between shadows and light, as if performing a dance of light and shadow.

In the teaching building, the lights gradually light up. In the classroom, some students are still studying seriously. Their figures are quiet and focused, leaning over the desks, and the pen tips rustle on the paper. The teacher's figure walks back and forth in the classroom, patiently answering students' questions. Their shadows are elongated under the light and projected on the wall, looking solemn and sacred. In the corridor, the busy figures of the duty students are also particularly eye-catching. They took brooms and mops and cleaned every corner carefully. Their figures looked diligent and lovely under the lights.

In the school garden, the fragrance of flowers filled the air. Some students sat on benches, quietly reading books in their hands. Their figures were surrounded by flowers and trees, as if they were in a quiet world. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on them through the gaps in the leaves, forming patches of light. Occasionally, a breeze blew, blowing their hair and pages, and their figures swayed slightly, as if they were integrated with nature.

At the school gate, the figures of parents had been waiting for a long time. Some of them looked around the campus anxiously, looking for their children; some stood quietly by, holding their children's favorite snacks in their hands. When the students walked out of the school gate one after another, the parents' faces immediately showed a relieved smile. They came forward and took over the children's schoolbags, and their figures looked particularly kind in the afterglow of the setting sun. The children excitedly recounted a day at school, and the parents listened attentively, their figures gradually moving away and blending into the evening streets.

In the corner of the school, a teacher was talking to a student. The teacher's figure was kind and gentle, while the student's figure was full of confusion and bewilderment. The light of the setting sun shone on them, as if creating an exclusive space for them. The teacher patiently enlightened the students, and the students' figures gradually became firm. Their conversation floated gently in the evening breeze, full of care and encouragement.

In the evening school, there were mottled figures. Some of these figures were full of energy, some were quiet and focused, and some were warm and kind. Together, they formed a vivid and beautiful picture of campus life. In this land full of hope and dreams, each figure carries a unique story and emotion. As the sunset falls, these stories and emotions will settle in the tranquility of the night, waiting for a new day to shine again.

As the night falls completely, the lights on the campus appear brighter. Those figures gradually dispersed, but the memories and emotions they left behind will always remain in this vibrant campus. The school gate slowly closed, as if all the beauty of the day was treasured inside. And tomorrow, when the first ray of sunshine shines on the campus again, new figures and new stories will continue to be staged.

"Well, Li Yang, do you want to have dinner? I, I will make it for you."

At Teacher Zhang Yi's home, Zhang Yi, who had put on a piece of clothes with difficulty, looked at Li Yang who was pressing on her again, with bitter eyes and a bit of difficulty in speaking.

"Well, okay, then it's hard for Teacher Zhang."

Li Yang raised his eyebrows, and the words he said made Teacher Zhang Yi's face suddenly bloom with a smile, thinking that he finally stopped.

"However, I have nowhere to go tonight, so I have to stay at Teacher Zhang's house."

"Ah, are you going to stay here? Why don't you go back to the dormitory?"

"I want to sleep in your bed, is that not okay?"

"No, okay, I, I will go to cook for you..."

Teacher Zhang Yi pursed her lips and hurried to the kitchen to cook in Li Yang's satisfied smile.

Li Yang sat on the sofa and drank a sip of tea, watching her figure in simple clothes busy preparing dinner for him in the kitchen.

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Time flies, and Li Yang spent another night in joy.

In this simple campus, the sun shines through the sparse leaves, casting mottled light and shadows.

In the morning, Li Yang hugged the waist of Zhang Yi, who was dressed neatly and dressed in a formal teacher's outfit, and walked from her home to the inner road at the entrance of the campus. As soon as he walked up, he suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Looking forward, a beautiful young head teacher was walking in front.

She was wearing a simple white dress, and the hem of her skirt swayed gently with her steps. The folds of the skirt were like delicate ripples, rippling an elegant arc in the breeze. Her slender waist was gently tied by a light blue belt, which further highlighted the graceful curves of her figure.

Her steps were light and calm, and each step seemed to carry a unique rhythm. The stone pavement under her feet was a little bumpy, but her steps were always steady and firm. Her high heels tapped the ground lightly, making a crisp and rhythmic sound, like a moving melody echoing in the campus.

Her face is delicate and beautiful, her fair skin is as soft as mutton-fat jade, and it exudes a soft luster under the sunlight. Her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and her slightly upturned eyes have a natural charm. Her bright eyes are like deep lake water, clear and smart, as if they can see through the students' inner thoughts. Her nose is straight, her lips are as delicate as cherries, and her slightly upturned mouth corners always have a warm smile, which makes people feel like spring breeze.

Her hair falls on her shoulders like a waterfall, and the slightly curly hair ends flutter gently in the wind. The black and beautiful hair shines charmingly under the sunlight, as soft and smooth as black satin. She gently pinned her hair behind her ears with one hand, revealing her small and delicate ears, and a pair of simple pearl earrings on her ears, adding a bit of elegance.

She held a lesson plan in her hand, her fingers were long and slender, and she gently held the edge of the book. The paper of the lesson plan was a little yellow, but she treasured it as if it was all her hard work in education. She looked at the lesson plan from time to time, and sometimes raised her head and looked around the campus.

Although the campus buildings are simple, they are full of traces of time. The lime on the wall has fallen off a little, revealing the mottled bricks and stones inside. The doors and windows of the classroom also look a little old, and the paint has peeled off, revealing the original color of the wood. However, in her eyes, all this is full of vitality and hope.

She walked through the classrooms, and the sound of students reading aloud came from the classrooms. She couldn't help but stop and look in through the window. I saw students sitting in their seats one by one, reading the text carefully. A gratified smile appeared on her face, and her eyes were full of love and expectations for the students.

"The head teacher of the next class, Zhao Ya?"

Teacher Zhang Yi wanted to go back to her office for the morning class, but Li Yang hugged her waist and followed this teacher to the outside of the office that did not belong to her. At this moment, Li Yang hugged her waist and looked at the slender figure in front of him with a slight flicker in his eyes.

"Teacher Zhang Yi, although I am not very familiar with Teacher Zhao Ya, I often meet her."

Li Yang looked at the scene of Teacher Zhao Ya walking into her independent office, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She hugged Zhang Yi to her ear and said softly: "Teacher, please help me go up and chat with her, I have something to ask her."

"Do you want to chat with Zhao Ya?"

Zhang Yi bit her lip, paused when looking at Li Yang's eyes, then tightened her palms and walked towards the office in front as he said.

Li Yang looked at Zhang Yi's figure walking away, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he also walked behind her.

Teacher Zhang Yi looked gentle, generous, and tolerant.

But in fact, his demand for money, power, and position is no less than that of Teacher Lin Yue~ (End of this chapter)