The music class was taken over again

"Eat... I'll eat, you feed me." Qiao Zheng blinked. People with big eyes and long eyelashes have a unique advantage. When blinking, they cooperate with the rotation of the black beads, full of autumn water and various styles.

Keeping the clouds open to see the moon, she must make good use of her girlfriend's power.

Teacher Yan didn't refuse, her movements were jerky, maybe she had never treated others like this before, or maybe she was too nervous.

She scooped up so much that her hands were shaking again, and the yogurt overflowed the rim of the spoon, pooled at the bottom, and ran down in a thin white thread.

She paused for a while, and found that the yogurt was still leaking, so she tried to win with speed.

Qiao Zheng sat reservedly, with her hands crossed on her knees, really like a newly married bride, shy and unable to hide the joy on her face, expecting her lover to love her well.

She waited sweetly for Teacher Yan to feed herself bite by bite. That situation must be romantic.

She closed her eyes happily, and couldn't help squinting a small slit, looking at her lover's face.This made Ms. Yan feel a lot of pressure, as if it was heavy, her right arm shook violently, she quickly handed the spoon to Qiao Zheng's lips, Qiao Zheng opened her eyes, just about to open her mouth, suddenly her chin felt cold , she subconsciously stretched out her tongue to lick it. It was too late, and she didn't drink the yogurt, and it all spilled on the clothes.

"I'm sorry." Teacher Yan hurriedly wiped the yogurt off her body.

Qiao Zheng closed her eyes, waved her hands and said, "No need, I'll take a shower."

It's fine if you can't eat the yogurt fed by your girlfriend, there will be more opportunities in the future.

If we lose our horses, we can't know what a blessing is.

She happened to have a reason to take a bath, and bathing was a better bond booster than feeding.

"Then... you go wash it." Yan Ze stood where he was, without the consciousness of running hot water or testing the water temperature.

Qiaozheng pretended to be casual and asked: "Did you take a long-distance bus ride today, didn't you take a shower to relieve fatigue?"

Yan Ze said lightly, "You wash first."

Don't be so humble at this time, okay, good girlfriends can share the bathroom!

Seeing Qiao Zheng's tangled expression, Teacher Yan knew what little thoughts she was hiding.

"Go and wash."

Qiao Zheng suddenly took a large spoonful of yogurt and splashed it on Teacher Yan, and a few pieces of mango fell into the clothes along the collar.

Teacher Yan stood stupidly like a log, and when she realized what had happened, the clothes were already soaked in yogurt, and the black fabric was dotted with white spots, which was very abrupt.

Through the mirror in the living room, Qiao Zheng saw her own chin, as if she had grown a white beard, and Yan Ze's body was also in a mess. Those who didn't know thought that the two had fought, but it was actually a small affair between lovers. Qiao Zheng thought.

"Why don't you come together...well, your clothes are also dirty." Qiao Zheng said coyly and gently, creating an image of a good and understanding daughter-in-law, as if she wasn't the one who savagely spilled the yogurt.

"Okay." Yan Ze said softly.

She promised so happily that Qiao Zheng suspected that she had heard it wrong, but Teacher Yan had already entered the bathroom and started to turn on the water.

Qiao Zheng also hurried in and closed the door tightly.

Turning on the Yuba, the small space heats up rapidly, and the bright light illuminates every corner, and the pores and stains that are usually invisible are clearly visible.

Teacher Yan discovered that Qiao Zheng's face was not without flaws. There were sesame-sized brown spots on the corners of her eyes and on her cheekbones, and the flaws were not concealed. This did not affect her overall development, but added a bit of fireworks, cute very.

Qiaozheng found that her girlfriend's eyes were so hot that she wanted to burn them up. The eyes seemed to melt into reality, burning her skin. Her back and forehead began to sweat, and she said without thinking: "It's a bit hot."

Shyness and boldness are often just a thought, and one impulsiveness can lose integrity, but now, in the hot bathroom, Qiao Zheng's impulsiveness has passed, leaving only the shyness and nervousness of her little daughter.

A sultry moment, a crematorium.

Do you want to take off your clothes or not?

She seemed to be in a burning furnace, her body and soul were being roasted, Qiao Zheng shook her heart and took off her pajamas.

Yan Ze turned around consciously, turned on the tap and began to wash his hands.

Taking advantage of her back to him, Qiaozheng took off the clothes on her body three times and five times, jumped into the bathtub, poured out half a bottle of shower gel for free, and then used her hands and feet together to stir up water splashes and at the same time create A thick layer of white foam covered her graceful body.

The water vapor permeated the small space, and soon covered the mirror with a layer of white mist.

On the hazy mirror, Yan Ze vaguely saw a beautiful body, blurry and without details.

She made up her mind to turn around, only to find that Qiao Zheng's neck was full of bubbles, and two round knees protruded from the center of the bathtub.

Qiao Zheng huddled in the bubble, not daring to move. Teacher Yan showed an unpredictable smile, stepped over the bathtub with long legs, and gently closed the door.

After Teacher Yan left, Qiao Zheng kicked the water with her calf, and many bubbles flew up. She pouted her mouth and puffed her cheeks, thinking discouragedly that the mandarin duck bath was a waste.

The bubbles were flooding, and Qiao Zheng rushed several times to wash her body clean, and almost slipped and fell when she came out.

She went out wrapped in a bath towel, and deliberately made the bath towel so that it would not fall off, and almost her entire back was exposed.

Teacher Yan took a quiet look and said, "The curtains are not drawn."

Qiao Zheng quickly lifted the towel up.

Only then did Teacher Yan slowly go in to wash.Qiaozheng used to wash her clothes, but today she washed her and Qiaozheng's dirty clothes together. She usually relies on the washing machine, and she doesn't have many opportunities to do it herself. After soaking her hands in the laundry detergent for a long time, she will feel tired. Itchy.

She felt that she was not doing laundry, but more like completing a ritual, which was mutual care between lovers.

While Teacher Yan was taking a bath inside, she quickly blew her hair clean. On a whim, she sprayed some perfume on her body and came to Teacher Yan's room with her pillow in her arms, but she didn't bring the quilt because she didn't need it.

Turn off the light, lie down, and get into bed.

Oh yes, draw the curtains.

The curtain cut off the lights of thousands of houses, and she completely entered the small world of the two of them. In the darkness, she could hear her heartbeat, like a drumbeat.

The author has something to say: there is another update at ten o'clock.