[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

At the end of the year, Songyang bought enough ink, and started writing a new textbook—"Sex Education for Adolescents" every day after class.

One day, seeing the oldest child in the village school come to class dejectedly, Songyang quietly asked him what happened, the eldest child said in a voice like a mosquito: "I wet the bed..."

If you ask more clearly, Songyang will know what's going on.

The children in the village school have more or less reached this age, but the villagers are impatient and ashamed to teach them.In this case, as a teacher, he is also obliged to explain the confusion to the students.

Boys are more shy than girls.Songyang didn’t intend to actually put this textbook in class. Seeing the children who were about the same age, they gathered two or three of them, quietly held a small class after class, and explained their teaching clearly. What about body changes.

The students could still listen to the men's section with blushing faces; when it came to women's menstrual periods and pregnancy and childbirth, the teenagers lowered their heads lower and lower, and finally stuck their heads in the ground.

"Keep your head up," Songyang laughed angrily, "This part is more important. If you miss it, you won't be able to be a good husband and father."

The students in the village school began to consciously divide into two groups, the older teenagers, and a group of ignorant children who had not yet entered puberty.Yin Shi used to have a good time with the sage at the bottom of the class, but since the sage also went to the after-school small classroom to listen to the class, he felt that the sage was a lot alienated from himself.

"Why! Ah Yin borrowed an eraser from him yesterday, I knew I wouldn't have borrowed it!"

Yin Shi walked around in the inner room angrily, peeking at Songyang who was busy writing textbooks and ignored him, and slipped under the table: "What are you writing, I want to read."

Let him take Songyang to see, and draw a cat's beard on his face with a brush.Yinshi's pupils trembled more and more as he watched, and finally put the textbook on the table, staring at the floor and shouting: "You... are you actually drawing erotica!! That style of painting is too clumsy to sell. ! The h part has to be sensational!!"

"..." Songyang suddenly felt that maybe this child didn't need his sex education at all.

"This is a sex education textbook. It mainly wants to clarify what is going on with sexual development." He then seriously educated: "Yinshi, you must never learn sex knowledge from pornographic books. It is for adults who have matured three views. of."

Yinshi didn't know if he heard him speak, his face was as red as a strawberry cake, and he ran away with cat whiskers on his face.He also heard the loud laughter of Gui who bumped into him outside.

The three teenagers in Yingaogui are about [-] or [-] years old, and Songyang recruited them separately to attend sex education classes.Gao Shan's reaction was the most normal, his little face blushed slightly, and he listened carefully; Gui didn't know why he was desperately making a cheat sheet, what exactly was this cheat sheet going to be used for?And the silver hour—

When Yinshi saw him take out the textbook with a smile, he jumped up and ran away.

Songyang:? ? ?

Thinking that Yinshi was probably the oldest driver among the three, Songyang was not particularly worried.As a result, one day Yinshi was not seen from morning to night, and finally the sage came to tell him that Yinshi had gone shopping in Flower Street.

"……what?"

"Yes..." The sage boy looked distressed and a little embarrassed, "It's also our fault. When he talked about Yinshi, he talked about a set of theories, but he was actually a ten thousand year virgin..."

"..."

Songyang, a 500-year virgin, feels attacked...

There is no way, once you enter Amaterasu-in Naraku, you have to dedicate your whole body and mind to the king, the more core members, the stricter the control.Many people have fought for the king of heaven all their lives, and they haven't met a woman who knows both cold and hot until they die, which is also normal.

It is said to be a flower street, of course it will not be as magnificent as Yoshihara. In fact, there is a small town near the village where the village school is located. There is an alley in it that is only for skin and meat business. The people who come and go are gangsters and prostitutes. .

Songyang thought for a while, but sure enough, he was still worried about Yinshi.He explained the course to Gui, hurried out of the village, identified the direction, and walked towards the small town.

The dark alley was hard to find, and Songyang found it after inquiring about it politely. When he found it, the sky was slightly dark.

On both sides of the alley are dilapidated wooden houses, the doors of which are locked, and many women's faces are exposed from the windows, some are ashen, and some are coquettish.There is a big man with a knife guarding the door of each wooden house. If you see a woman at the window, you will pay to enter the house and enjoy it.Songyang didn't know where to look for it for a while, so he asked the big man at the door if they had seen a white-haired child.

"Huh? Aren't you here to do that?"

Seeing Songyang for the first time, the eyes of the guard at the gate lit up.The prostitutes who come here are not only old men, but also unappetizing uncles. It is very rare to see a young man with a clear face like him.It turned out that they were looking for someone, and the guard waved his hand impatiently, expressing that he didn't know.

"Little brother, that kid is going that way." The women in the wooden window quietly pointed him in the direction. The guard was so angry that he slammed on the window lattice with his scabbard, and the women shrank back one after another, letting out a series of coquettish smiles. Voice.

"If you find it, remember to come back and play with us!"

The further you walked into the alley, the stronger the smell of women's makeup, mixed with various incense and strange smells, Songyang frowned and covered his nose in distress.That kid in Yinshi, has he already lost his virginity... He silently quickened his pace.

Going around a particularly narrow alley, in front of you is a relatively luxurious horizontal house with more guards at the door.One of the men with a knife came forward and bowed to him: "Mr. Samurai, please see Miss Chaoyin."

Is there an oiran here too?Songyang stepped back and waved his hands: "No, I'm just here to find a student—"

"Miss Chaoyin also said that she is more familiar with this place than my husband, and she will send people to help him find it as soon as possible."

Songyang thought for a while, then stepped into the horizontal room.A maid in a pink kimono led him into the house gracefully, and opened one door after another of red peonies. A delicate woman was waiting for him at the table.

"Next is the teacher of the village school, there is a naughty student—"

Chaoyin smiled and raised her palms to show that she knew. "Today, I heard from someone that a silver-haired child appeared here, peeping through the windows everywhere. It must be the person Mr. Wang is looking for."

Songyang really wanted to cover his face deeply, but after all there was Chaoyin on the opposite side, so he had to pretend to be calm and sit upright with a smile on his face.Chaoyin summoned his servants, whispered a few words in his ear, and said to Songyang: "I have sent people to go down to check each room, sir, wait for a while."

She asked people to serve wine, but Songyang hurriedly waved his hand to decline.Looking at Songyang with a smile, Chaoyin changed the tea to the table.

"Mr. is a private school teacher after all. We wandering girls are uneducated, and our courtesy to Mr. is purely out of admiration."

She held up one sleeve and slowly poured tea into Songyang's teacup. The tea was poured into the cup steadily in a continuous line.When Songyang reached his lips, he could only feel the strong fragrance of the tea, and couldn't help but take a sip.

Perhaps to avoid suspicion, Chaoyin left all the sliding doors open, and there were maids standing beside the doors with their heads bowed.After drinking half a cup of tea, Songyang didn't feel any difference, but the voice in his consciousness said slowly: (If you are fascinated, replace me.)

Songyang waved his hand holding the teacup, and subconsciously wanted to put down the cup to touch the knife, but found that his movements were not as flexible as usual.The woman in the fancy dress on the opposite side straightened up, holding a delicate small teapot in her hand, and walked towards Songyang gracefully, dragging the hem of the overly long kimono with a smile.

"Sir, do you still drink tea?"

Unless he is on a mission, Songyang rarely prevents others from prescribing drugs.One is that others can’t poison him to death, and the other is that the time for him to fall into an abnormal state is also shorter than ordinary people; when he found that his hand holding the knife began to lose strength, Songyang simply loosened the handle of the knife and waited to see what she would do.

Seeing him sitting calmly, Chaoyin let out a low laugh covering her red lips with her sleeves, and the knowing maids immediately closed the sliding door slowly.

"Has anyone knowledgeable told you that you are the best-selling one on the market?"

Seeing that Songyang tilted his head slightly puzzled, the woman with colorful makeup smiled, turned around and took the drink that had just been declined, and poured it on Songyang's head.

The wine was warm, and when it was poured on Songyang's body, his pale skin immediately turned red.Chaoyin looked at him trying to sit up but lost his strength, the wine in his hand poured non-stop, soaking his neatly combed hair and clothes, and finally stretched out his hand to open his clothes, revealing a large piece of naked chest.

Really good.Such excellent goods have been hard to find in recent years.

"Nowadays, customers are getting more and more picky, and business is hard to do." Oiran sighed, "A few years ago, it was popular to be a young lady who would obediently poke her buttocks, but now those low-ranking warriors all like those gentlemen from noble families. Maybe it feels like a sense of accomplishment to make a mess of an elegant person like Mister?"

Seeing that there were not a few pieces of fabric left on his body, Songyang moved his fingers, and his body functions seemed to be recovering slowly.He turned his head to avoid the red lips of the other party, grabbed the last layer of underwear with the first hand he could move, and said with a smile: "Miss Chaoyin, have you found my student?"