Self-investment

Luo Yimu looked at her for half a minute, his face was as calm as water, his eyes were undulating, Jian Ling's five fingers covering the back of her hand had squeezed into her fingers at some point, and he forcefully turned her palm upwards, two The hands changed from overlapping to clasping fingers, and even the crevices of the fingers were intimately stuck together. Jian Ling moved his hands slightly, and the interlaced fingers rubbed against each other. Luo Yimu pressed his beautiful lips tightly, and his eyes darkened.

The spacious and empty classroom suddenly became extremely oppressive, as if it had shrunk into a very small space, which just wrapped the two of them scorchingly inside. Luo Yimu's throat was dry, his body became inexplicably hot, and his fingers were also very hot. Honestly clasped the back of Jian Ling's hand.

Jian Ling opened his lips at an angle, and got closer, this time not even five centimeters, and asked the third time: "Mumu, do you like me? Hate it?"

She lowered her voice very softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing the empty classroom. When she spoke, she supported the edge of the table behind Luo Yimu with her other free palm, enclosing Luo Yimu between the podium.

This is a very aggressive posture, because Jian Ling is half of his head short, he doesn't have much momentum when doing it, but because he has to raise his head to meet Luo Yimu's eyes, it looks like Jian Ling is putting weight on Luo Yimu's body when viewed from the side. However, the strong encroachment looks like a spoiled child.

The clasped palms were sweaty, no one let go first, the distance between them was getting closer and closer, Jian Ling stood on tiptoe slightly, finally, the tips of the noses were close together, Jian Ling tilted her head, wanting to kiss Luo Yimu, but Luo Yimu turned his head and avoided it.

"You should call me teacher." Luo Yimu's eyes were fixed on a gap in the corner of the lecture table where the paint was peeled off. He didn't look at Jian Ling, his face was expressionless, and his voice was dry. carmine color.

Jian Ling hooked his tongue and said quietly, "Teacher..."

She regurgitated these two words in her throat, and finally fainted into a careless arc at the corner of her mouth.

Press the teacher on the podium and kiss...

With only a change of title, the identity is suddenly different, and the sense of anticipation brought by it has also accumulated to the top.

But two hours ago, I had a flash of thought, but who knew it would come true so soon, Jian Ling only said the word "teacher", and the whole body was charged, which made her eyes sparkle with excitement.

Luo Yimu's unintentional remark was originally to change the topic, and she never thought of going anywhere else. Her status as a teacher has always been sacred and solemn and cannot be profaned, but Jian Ling uttered it in an ambiguous and gentle way. There was also an indescribable excitement.

The scorching room temperature was still rising, Jian Ling swallowed, touched the side of Luo Yimu's neck with his hand, put his thumb against her chin, corrected her gaze, forced her to turn back to look at herself, and slowly leaned forward again. Go up and kiss Luo Yimu's lips quickly.

And Luo Yimu also raised his other hand, put it on Jian Ling's waist, and turned into a hugging and pampering kissing position. Their lips touched each other only a millimeter away.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the door of classroom 703 was suddenly pushed open.

Luo Yimu's face changed, and he pushed Jian Ling away at lightning speed. The movement was sudden and he lost his strength. Jian Ling was pushed by her without any defense, and his back hit the blackboard behind him firmly, bang With a loud sound, the big blackboard shook several times.

Jian Ling felt that he had probably suffered internal injuries, and frowned bitterly, covered his chest, and turned to look at the person who came.

A woman came in, about the same age as Luo Yimu, probably also a teacher, with long straight black hair, very glamorous, wearing a silk shirt with a good drape on the upper body, two buttons on the neckline were unbuttoned, and it was slightly opened, revealing snow-white With a slender neck and a looming collarbone, the lower body is matched with a pair of straight cropped pants and black pointed shoes. The hem of the shirt is tucked into the waistband of the trousers. The waist is very thin, and the legs are long and straight. There is no fault in the appearance and figure. Jane Ling When he saw this woman, his eyes were straightened.

Jian Ling's impression of teachers has always been the middle-aged, overweight, and mean-looking class teachers he experienced in his student days. Even if he met Luo Yimu later, Luo Yimu was just passing through. The teacher in Jian Ling's mind is not much different. Although she lives opposite Jinling University, she is only interested in those young, beautiful, and lively college girls. She has never paid attention to the teacher. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the workforce, one Luo Yimu was already so beautiful that Jane's heart suffocated, yet another one came, and he was as beautiful as Luo Yimu.

The visitor's beauty level is comparable to Luo Yimu's, but he seems to be much easier to get along with than Luo Yimu's. His expression is naturally stretched and relaxed, and there is a chic energy all over his body. How can I say it?Jian Ling suffered from being uneducated, and racked her brains to think of a word to describe this woman: Sa.

That's right, very sassy, ​​the usual smile on his mouth looks very free and easy, unlike Luo Yimu, who always has a reserved and noble attitude and is not easy to get close to.

When the woman opened the door, she heard a loud noise, she was slightly stunned, she saw the two people in strange postures in front of the podium, she showed a knowing smile, her eyes wandered back and forth between the two with interest, "Amu, are you still answering questions for the students? "

"Yeah." Luo Yimu put away all his emotions, responded for some unknown reason, and continued to lower his head to tidy up the countertop he had tidied up a long time ago, "Why are you here?"

"Just finished my work, I remembered that you have an evening class today, so I stopped by to pick you up."

"get out of class is over." Luo Yimu picked up the textbooks and handouts, pulled the USB flash drive from the computer and put it in his pocket, "Let's go."

"Wait!" Seeing that Luo Yimu had absolutely no intention of introducing this strange beauty to herself, Jian Ling took a step forward, half-body blocking their way, and smiled at Luo Yimu obediently, "Teacher Luo, May I ask if this is also a teacher of our law school? How come I have never seen it before?"

Luo Yimu glanced at Jianling lightly, dissatisfaction and contempt flashed in his eyes, and he didn't intend to answer her question.

Jian Ling didn't know that she was so eager to find out the woman's name, and in Luo Yimu's eyes, she was convicted of frivolity. The rushing questioning disappeared in an instant.All possible intimacy is zero at this moment.

Luo Yimu didn't answer, the woman next to her tilted her head, her mouth curved into a charming smile, and she introduced herself to Jian Ling with a smile, "Hello, I'm Amu's friend, Guan Xu, I'm a small business owner, not teacher."

"Hello, I'm Jian Ling." Jian Ling didn't expect Guan Xu to take the initiative to pay attention to him, and was overjoyed, but still pretended to be reserved, and shook hands with her.

Guan Xu took half a step towards Jian Ling, shook his hand with a smile, nodded gracefully, held it for a second, then let go, and stepped back. Jian Ling blinked, aware of the same noble and reserved character in her bones as Luo Yimu, and knew what she was talking about. I'm afraid it's not that simple to "do a little business".

Luo Yimu and Guan Xu, they are people in the same world.These two people seem to have very different personalities, but in fact they are both noble and indifferent in essence, but they express themselves in different ways-Luo Yimu shows his intimacy with strangers, while Guan Xu uses a gentle and gorgeous coat to show her The cold packaging gave outsiders the illusion that she was easy to get along with.

"Student Jian, do you have any other questions to ask your teacher Luo?" Guan Xu looked at Jian Ling with a smile, "If not, we will leave first."

Jian Ling waited for more than two hours. She had planned to send Luo Yimu home and find out the address of her home, but Cheng Yaojin broke out halfway, which not only interrupted the conversation between her and Luo Yimu. Good thing, he also took away the job of sending Luo Yimu home. For some reason, Guan Xu's good-looking face suddenly lost its attractiveness in front of Jian Ling, and the look in Jian Ling's eyes also darkened a little.