"Ah, how can you lift the teacher’s skirt?"

Qiao Yuxin exclaimed delicately, quickly covering herself after I had lifted it.

But in that instant, the mysterious area clearly hung with droplets.

It instantly excited me.

That place was truly beautiful, without a single strand of dark grass.

"Teacher Qiao, then can you let me have a look like last time? Is it okay?"

Parched, I sat next to her, wrapping an arm around her waist.

The touch of the silk nightdress and her graceful waist brought a unique sensation.

The fragrance filled the air, saturating my mouth and nose.

"That’s not okay, Zhang Yang. Teacher really didn’t have any other intentions today when she called you here."

Seeing me so close, Qiao Yuxin became inexplicably nervous, with sweaty palms.

"But Teacher Qiao is too beautiful. Every time I see you, there’s a fire burning inside me."

These were my true feelings.

Qiao Yuxin, the cool and aloof female teacher.

Held an extraordinary impression in my heart.

Ever since last contact with her, my mind has been longing and dreaming.

No matter what I do with her, there’s a deep attraction.

Inadvertently, my hand became a bit troublesome, sneaking towards the ample cotton at her chest.

"Don’t be like this, Zhang Yang. Besides asking for help, teacher only wanted to thank you."

Qiao Yuxin hurriedly grabbed my mischievous hand.

Her hand was slender and smooth, resembling green onions.

"If you really want to thank me, just let me touch it a bit more."

Instead, I held onto her small hand, feeling like we were lovers, clasped in my palm.

"Zhang Yang, you’re too rude. I am your teacher after all."

"But last time, why did Teacher Qiao let me touch?"

"That... that was to satisfy your curiosity."

Qiao Yuxin’s face turned rosy red, overwhelmed with shame and anger, unable to meet my eyes.

I couldn’t help but ask, "So are all the things Teacher Qiao said last time false?"

At this.

Qiao Yuxin’s ears flushed red, stammering and unable to speak.

Because the matter of expressing her true feelings was genuine, she couldn’t refute.

"Teacher Qiao, then can I kiss you at least?"

I knew she was reserved, too direct to accept, and only backed down to a lesser request.

Qiao Yuxin pressed her fragrant lips together, filled with hesitation.

But seeing the expectation in my eyes, she was reluctant to refuse.

Recalling the wondrous feeling from last time, she felt an inexplicable thrill.

"Alright, you can only kiss, nothing more."

"Okay, Teacher Qiao, you must like me, right? That can’t be false."

"Well, teacher does like you a bit, only... teacher really can’t convince herself to be with her student, mmm..."

Before she finished speaking, my lips pressed against hers.

The tender lips, fragrant and overflowing, I couldn’t stop savoring its sweetness.

Qiao Yuxin’s delicate body trembled slightly, the strong sensation leaving her unable to resist.

The delight of tasting the marrow, pleasure seeped into the marrow.

She stiffened slightly for a moment, then embraced my neck, responding eagerly.

On her aloof and delicate face, there was enjoyment and satisfaction.

"According to what you said, just don’t treat me as a student. Isn’t that fine?"

After kissing for a while, feeling particularly content, I pitched a tent below. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

But why wouldn’t I want to go further?

"This is too difficult, the teacher can’t do it all at once."

"Then Teacher Qiao, why don’t you try closing your eyes and imagine me as your boyfriend?"

After I said that.

Qiao Yuxin felt somewhat ashamed.

Yet after thinking for a while, she still closed her eyes.

On her delicate face appeared an expression of fantasy.

"Right, just like this, Teacher Qiao, imagine me as your boyfriend, kissing you, making love with you."

I guided her while reaching out, resting my hand on the ample cotton at her chest...