Don't leave after school!

The young man's voice seemed to carry magic power.

Obviously he is no longer a young man in his early twenties, but Song Ziming still feels pulled away.

"you……"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was taken aback by his own hoarse voice.

When she raised her head to look in the mirror, she saw the man inside flushed with cheeks.

He should hang up the phone, or he should scold Gu Yang severely, he is a teacher, he should educate him!But at this time, he couldn't speak, and his hands didn't seem to be his own.

"Where is the teacher, does the teacher miss me?"

Song Ziming opened his mouth, and there was only a slight sound of electricity, as if a tiny magic had been ignited on him.

"Does teacher want me to kiss you?" The young man was still bewitching step by step.

A kind of great longing burned in Song Ziming's eyes, and he tightly clenched the hand holding the mobile phone.

Then he saw himself in the mirror and said a mouth - think.

His self-control is far more fragile than he imagined.It was just the temptation of the youth's inferior means, but he couldn't restrain himself from stepping in.

"Hehe..." Gu Yang's hoarse and deep laughter came from the other end of the phone, sexy and alluring, "The mole on the teacher's neck is very beautiful, I really want to take a bite..."

With a "bang", there seemed to be fireworks bursting in his head, and Song Ziming's breath was short of breath. The next moment, he threw the phone like holding a hot potato, ran into the bathroom again, and turned on the shower on the side of the cold water.

Gu Yang heard the busy sound of "beep" on the other end of the phone, chuckled lightly, and his eyes were as dark as a dark night.

No one knew that just now, when he heard the word "you" from Song Ziming, he felt his blood boil.

Song Ziming's influence on him was far higher than he imagined....

……

Song Ziming suffered from insomnia, and when he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with the image of that bad student laughing and molesting him.

When I wake up in the morning, there are two groups of light blue under the eyes.

Fortunately, today is Saturday, he doesn't have to go to school, but at noon, his grandfather asked him to go to a friend to deliver paintings together.

Putting the painting he drew yesterday on the car, Song Ziming went to a coffee shop first, and asked Su Haisheng out for coffee.

"Let's talk, is there a happy event recently, or something worrying."

When the coffee was served, Su Haisheng got straight to the point.

Song Ziming was not in a hurry to answer this question. After stirring the coffee, he raised his head and asked the man in front of him, "Gu Yang, the young son of the Gu family, how much do you know?"

In fact, it is not difficult to find a lot of information about the Gu family and Gu Yang by searching the Internet.for example--

The Gu family has a great reputation in K City, and there may be no one in K City who doesn't know about the Gu family.And Gu Yang, the youngest grandson of the Gu family's young generation, is especially favored by Mr. Gu.

But this is after all only generalizations.

"Why did you suddenly ask him?" Su Haisheng frowned after taking a sip of his coffee.

Song Ziming said casually: "He recently transferred to the Department of Design and is now my student."

"Just students?" Su Haisheng was very sensitive, "Could it be that you two are..."

"How is it possible, don't guess randomly!" Just by looking at Su Haisheng's eyes, he knew what he was thinking, Song Ziming interrupted him quickly.

"It's fine if you don't." Su Haisheng shrugged, "This Gu Yang is very famous in our circle. You also know that the little golden grandson of the Gu family is very easy-going, and he can take all men and women. Such a person, what can we do?" If you provoke, don't provoke."