The students gathered around, and Yang Yimin asked: "You only called me a teacher?"
"Boss, among the teachers who teach us, you are the only bachelor who speaks the same language as us. When you come, we don't feel restricted. When other teachers come, we feel uncomfortable." The best grade in the class, this time I passed the traffic test
The boy from the university said.
Yang Yimin smiled and said, "Okay, let's start eating, let's all have a good time."
It took more than two hours to eat barbecue and drink beer. It was rare for Yang Yimin to be so indulgent. The students came over to toast, and he refused to accept anyone who came. When the students saw that he was interested, they also yelled.
The students even hugged each other and cried.
Yang Yimin is quite familiar with several students who have been admitted to college, and his physics has played a considerable role in improving their comprehensive science scores. The students are mainly from the county seat and those close to the county seat, and there are two of them.
They are students who have taken undergraduate courses. Five of them have gone to general undergraduate courses, and six have not. Some have stopped studying, and some plan to take supplementary courses.
Li Yan said she was drinking with him, but she was really taking care of him. When other students were drinking with him, she helped pour the wine, always half a glass. Yang Yimin saw these actions and felt that Li Yan was really not a student anymore, but a person who knew how to drink.
A caring woman.
But even so, for more than two hours, Yang Yimin still drank so much that he didn't pay attention to what happened after eating. It seemed that Li Yan was the organizer. She arranged for everyone to go home separately and sent Yang Yimin back herself.
"Boss, where do you live? I'll take you back." Li Yan also drank, but not much. At this time, she was supporting Yang Yimin, and a faint fragrance hit her face.
This smell makes people have an impulse. Yang Yimin thought for a moment and said, "Li Yan, I don't want to go home. Just put me in a teahouse and I'll go drink tea."
"Boss, I don't want to go home either. How about we go dancing?" Li Yan may have thought that this would reduce Yang Yimin's worries.
"Okay, okay."
They took a taxi to a song city, and Li Yan asked for a small private room. Yang Yimin was confused and said, "Isn't it dancing? What are you doing here at the song city?"
"Boss, don't you understand? Here, I want to sing, dance, and be free, and besides, I am the king of karaoke."
Entering the room, Yang Yimin felt that the atmosphere was not very good. Although he drank a little too much, his thinking was normal. After all, Li Yan was his student. If anyone saw it, they would also say that he had intentions for this girl, so
Said: "Li Yan, are we just the two of us? Are there any other classmates here?"
Li Yan didn't respond. She clicked a few tunes, turned on the original music, pulled Yang Yimin up and said, "Boss, let's dance."
Yang Yimin stood up passively. He hugged Li Yan, and a feeling arose. Didn't Xu Manli not want him? But Li Yan, his student, was so young and beautiful, and his family was in the city, and the conditions were good, so he took the initiative to throw himself into her.
When it comes to delivering newspapers, such a woman is not as good as Xu Manli. Why didn’t I think about this before?
Li Yan kept looking at him with a smile. Yang Yimin had the impulse. He pulled Li Yan towards his body. He wanted to test whether Li Yan liked him. After this pull, there was indeed a response. Li Yan
He obediently approached him, and the low-cut T-shirt allowed Yang Yimin to clearly see the white and plump breasts. The front end was gently pressed against his chest. Yang Yimin felt like he was in a trance. Everything that happened today...
Is it true?
He pinched his fingers hard and his mouth twisted in pain. Li Yan smiled and asked: "Boss, what's wrong?"
"I was afraid I was dreaming and pinched myself."
"You're so funny, boss, it's true." Li Yan leaned closer and put her head on Yang Yimin's shoulder. Yang Yimin was suffocated by this passionate oppression, and his body responded quickly.
One of his hands moved to Li Yan's buttocks, and the other hand dishonestly tried to reach into Li Yan's T-shirt. Li Yan pushed him, and the two of them moved some distance apart, but Yang Yimin couldn't stop at this time.
He put one hand around Li Yan's waist, and pressed the other hand up from the outside of the T-shirt. He pulled down Li Yan's collar with great experience, and what he held in his hand was half of the flesh and half of the inside.
A small bra is the same thing as entering through a T-shirt.
"Boss, don't do this, you are drunk."
"Li Yan, am I drunk?"
"Boss, you don't feel well, right? Sing, shout out your discomfort, want to dance, I'll accompany you, don't do this, okay." Li Yan pushed him away, brought a glass of water and handed it over.
Yang Yimin was shocked. He regained his composure and sobered up a lot. These words made him break into a cold sweat and made him feel even more ashamed. Li Yan was kind-hearted to help him, but he thought about her in another direction.
How ridiculous.
He took a drink of water, took a sip, and sat on the sofa. Li Yan ordered a few songs, sat next to him, and leaned her body close to him. Yang Yimin looked at her, and it was strange. On the one hand, he would not let himself get close, and on the other hand,
On the one hand, you keep leaning on yourself. What does this mean?
Yang Yimin looked at Li Yan doubtfully, and Li Yan whispered in his ear: "Boss, I'm not used to it yet."
These words gave Yang Yimin the idea of running away, "Li Yan, thank you for helping me. I drank too much today and my image is very ugly. Don't blame the teacher." Yang Yimin was afraid that he couldn't help it and had to think of going home immediately. Today
Dancing with Li Yan is destined to be a wrong decision.
The phone vibrated. This call was so timely. He took out the phone and saw that it belonged to Huang Jian, the vice principal of the school. Huang Jian had a good relationship with him from No. 1 Middle School because he was in charge of teaching and during his senior year in high school, he was the grade leader.
The reason is that they spend a lot of time together. Huang Jian also takes a chemistry class and teaches physics by himself. The two happen to be partners in science and comprehensive subjects. The more time they spend together, the more personal relationships they have.
He pointed at the speaker and asked Li Yan to turn off the sound. Li Yan pressed pause and sat down next to him with a smile. Yang Yimin answered the phone, "Yimin, it's not bad. You have become the leader without saying a word.
Where are you? I'll treat you to a drink and celebrate."
"Xiao Huang, please stop drinking. I don't know if it's good or bad yet. I only found out about it not long ago."
"Come here, I'm by the river. Let's drink tea and chat. I've learned about your matter and it's risky." The other party seemed a little worried about him.
When Yang Yimin is usually with Huang Jian, the most annoying thing is when he talks about official affairs. He seems to be able to reveal the story behind everyone's promotion. But today, Yang Yimin suddenly felt his kindness. Yes, this
Why did a seemingly lucky cake hit me on the head?
"Okay, I'll be there soon, please wait." After hanging up the phone, he looked at Li Yan with a complicated mood. Although this beauty had poor academic performance, she was so considerate to herself. It can be seen from today that,
He was really caring about himself, and he felt ashamed of himself, "Li Yan, something's wrong with me, I'm sorry, the teacher drank too much, don't blame me."
"Wait a minute," Li Yan grabbed him, "Teacher, have you been transferred?"
"Li Yan, I may not teach in No. 1 Middle School anymore. You are my good student. Thank you. You are still young. You should go to tutoring for a year and try to get a bachelor's degree next year."
Yang Yimin left Songcheng as if he was escaping and came to the open-air teahouse by the river. The river breeze brought some coolness to the sultry weather. Huang Jian was already sitting at a small coffee table, with a cup of brewed Mao Feng sitting opposite him.