If You Can Read the File, You Will Die

"Simple, but very effective." Qiu Yuecheng cried again for her wallet.

Simple is simple, it just burns some money.

Although the black card represents status, it does not mean that you can eat the overlord's meal.

Not to mention a bottle of [-] Lafite.

"So, did you go back?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked.

"No, it's rare to open a bottle of wine. If you don't drink it, isn't it a waste?" Qiu Yuecheng smiled.

"I don't allow my students to drink in front of the teacher."

"Of course." Qiu Yuecheng nodded as a matter of course, stretched out his hand, and slowly poured the red liquid into Hiratsuka Jing's empty wine glass.

"Then, Mr. Hiratsuka, please take this piece of red wine as my favorite, and taste it one by one."

"You want to get me drunk?" Shizuka Hiratsuka narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at Qiu Yuecheng unkindly.

"It's just red wine, so it shouldn't bother Mr. Hiratsuka, right?" Qiu Yuecheng said with a smile, "And, what if I really want to get Mrs. Hiratsuka drunk? Will Mr. Hiratsuka refuse?"

"certainly……"

Shizuka Hiratsuka picked up the goblet with a reddish face and shook it lightly.

Then he opened his mouth slightly, and slowly swallowed the bright red liquid into his mouth.

All in one drink.

Then he put down the cup, stained his tongue with the same color, and gently licked the corners of his lips.

"……Won't."

The night is blurred.

The Aston Martin luxury car that came can only be parked in the hotel parking lot.

Shizuka Hiratsuka was carried back to the apartment by Qiu Yuecheng.

But probably because of the curse on his body, his breath, which should have been breathless, became a little short.

Of course... this may not rule out the reason why Hiratsuka-sensei's warm and soft chest was always leaning against his back, and it kept squeezing as he walked.

"Wow, Hiratsuka-sensei, you are too extravagant, you really are a rich woman."

Qiu Yuecheng looked at the huge residential building that was almost four times the size of her own apartment in front of her, and clicked her tongue.

"Little ghost, do you know how much you have taken advantage of?" Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was obviously not drunk at all, but insisted that he couldn't walk and had to carry Qiu Yuecheng, squeezed Qiu Yuecheng's head with both fists.

"That's right, that's right, so in the future, please ask Mr. Hiratsuka to support me." Qiu Yuecheng said without any bottom line: "What I look forward to most is to be a little boy. I don't have to do any work, and I can eat whatever I want. When someone brings it to you, if you want to do something, someone will sit on it and move it yourself. It makes people live a happy and enjoyable life.”

"If you want to look like that, it would have been 100 years earlier!" Hiratsuka hummed quietly.

"I'm already home, so Qiuyue, you can go back first." After opening the door of the apartment, Shizuka Hiratsuka suddenly turned around and said.

"Cuckoo, but I'm so tired." Qiu Yuecheng sighed, "At first, I thought I could feel the tea brought by Mr. Hiratsuka himself, just like a gentle wife."

"What, what a gentle wife! I, I am your teacher!" Hiratsuka Shizuka clenched her fists and said viciously.

"Can't you? Xiaojing." Qiu Yuecheng stepped forward, and barely stopped until the distance between their faces was less than five centimeters.

110.

"No, it won't work." Hiratsuka Jing thought for a while and said firmly.

I was spoiled by that before, and it was still in the classroom.

If the lonely man and the widow are together, I don't know what kind of excessive things will be done by the other party.

She has decided that before she gets married, she must never have any relationship with the other party!

"Yes, but my waist is very sore..." Qiu Yuecheng said.

"Can you still stand so straight with a sore back, can you beat me?"

"Ah, so it's not the waist, but the legs are sore." Qiu Yuecheng didn't feel guilty at all, "Because I carried Mr. Hiratsuka such a long way, if it was someone else, I must have strained my muscles. "

"Then, that's only, only this time..." In the end, being broken by Qiu Yuecheng's emotional offensive, Hiratsuka Shizuka frowned and thought for a while, before finally nodding and saying: "But, rest well, I'm about to Go back! Later, maybe my mother will come over."

"No problem." Qiu Yuecheng affirmed.

The inside of the house was cleaned extremely neatly.

Well, in a sense.

The dining table and washing table seem to have not been used for a long time, and the table in the living room is full of cigarette ash and beer cans.

"Ah... It's too bad, I forgot this." After seeing this appearance, Hiratsuka immediately raised her forehead.

"Wait a minute, let me clean up."

Hiratsuka Shizuo bent down and began to pick up all kinds of packaging waste on the table.

The slightly bent waist made the long skirt that was originally longer than the knees slightly raised, revealing the whiteness of the legs.

And that kind of perspective allows people to clearly see the deep career line of their teacher.