Liao Wushuang fiercely despised herself in her heart!
"Okay, okay … .Class is about to start, you should go …."
Liao Wushuang didn't know how to reprimand Li Fan, so she urged Li Fan to leave.
"The next class is physical education, it doesn't matter if you go or not."
Li Fan shamelessly said, "I don't want to leave."
"I want to chat with Teacher Liao."
Li Fan held Liao Wushuang's hand with a reluctant look, "Teacher Liao, we have a good saying in China, it's easy to invite a god, but hard to send him away."
"Screw you, it's not like I don't know this saying. You say we're from China … .I'm not from China!"
Liao Wushuang didn't know how many times she looked at Li Fan, as if she was very angry with Li Fan.
"Go, hurry up and go to class, I don't want to see you again … .Really …."
Liao Wushuang tried to drive Li Fan out, but Li Fan was like an old tree rooted to the ground, standing there, motionless. No matter how Liao Wushuang pushed, she couldn't push him away.
"Damn, you only know how to bully me!"
Liao Wushuang saw her colleague wearing earphones, listening attentively, so she unscrupulously complained to Li Fan.
She pushed Li Fan hard, but her waist sprained, causing her to groan in pain.
"What's wrong?"
Li Fan was taken aback and quickly went forward to check Liao Wushuang's body.
"My waist has been hurting recently … .It seems like it sprained …."
Liao Wushuang gently frowned, her hand pressed on her waist, and said.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt? "
"I've been sitting all year round, so I have some lumbar muscle strain."
Liao Wushuang bitterly smiled.
"Teacher Liao is only about 20 years old, how could you have lumbar muscle strain!"
Li Fan's hand gently pressed on her waist, making Liao Wushuang a bit itchy.
"Don't … .It's ticklish … .I'm very ticklish …."
Liao Wushuang wanted to push Li Fan away, but she didn't have the strength.
"Teacher Liao, sit down."
Li Fan pushed Liao Wushuang back to her seat, then squatted in front of her, his hands gently pressing her waist.
But Liao Wushuang was a little uncomfortable. Li Fan said.
"Teacher Liao, spread your legs. It will be more comfortable."
"You, go to hell …"
Liao Wushuang was wearing a uniform skirt, and if her legs were separated, she would be seen by Li Fan.
"Teacher Liao, don't overthink it. I'm just helping you treat your waist!"
Li Fan said righteously, "My zhenqi is quite effective. You can try it."
"Re-really?"
Liao Wushuang didn't seem to believe it. Li Fan only used a bit of internal force, and Liao Wushuang immediately felt her waist heat up. She felt a lot more comfortable!
"Eh …"
She was a little surprised. "How could this be …"
"True Qi can improve a person's bodily functions and physique."
Li Fan said, "But your current posture will affect the blood circulation in your waist, which will make the treatment less effective."
"Ah?"
Liao Wushuang looked at the serious look in Li Fan's eyes. She didn't know if he was serious or just fooling her!
But … anyway … he had already seen all the places that should be seen …
Now, if she slightly separated her legs … it should be … no problem …
But … today, she was wearing a … T-back … and it was lace …
If he saw it … it would be too embarrassing …
But … she still wanted to try it …
Liao Wushuang buried her head in the book beside her, and then quietly separated her legs …
Li Fan felt his blood rushing to his head. Teacher Liao's dressing was really … open …
After Liao Wushuang separated her legs, she indeed felt the pressure on her waist loosening a bit. That warm power also moved back and forth faster and more comfortable!
So … he didn't lie to me … I thought of him as a bad person just now … it's my fault … but this posture is indeed a bit embarrassing …
Li Fan squatted under Liao Wushuang's desk, his hands holding her small waist.
Although Liao Wushuang felt that Li Fan didn't lie to her, she neglected one thing. Why Li Fan didn't choose to do it behind her, but in front of her.
At this time, she was too comfortable and forgot about these things.
But at this time, Teacher Zhao, who had been watching the movie, suddenly took off her headphones and asked Liao Wushuang.
"Teacher Liao, I forgot to ask you. Yesterday, I asked you to help me mark the papers …"
"Oh, oh, oh, here."
Liao Wushuang woke up. She wanted to get up to take the papers, but she couldn't feel her waist, so she couldn't move.
Li Fan was helping her, so Liao Wushuang couldn't get up at this time.
But that Teacher Zhao seemed to be a bit impatient. She already stood up, "Your waist is acting up again. It's okay, I'll go get it."
Liao Wushuang was a bit scared. At this time, Li Fan was squatting under her desk.
If someone saw her like this … it would be hard to explain!
But she came over step by step … what, what should I do … I can't move … and Li Fan doesn't have the intention to stop … what should I do … should I ask Li Fan to stop … he definitely won't listen to me … should I ask Teacher Zhao to stop … it's not like that …
God, I'm really in a dilemma! What should I do?
But at this time, it seems like because the window was not closed, a sudden gust of wind blew in!
The stack of papers on the table was directly blown up and scattered behind Teacher Zhao.
"Aiya, this evil wind … it's okay, it's okay. Teacher Liao, you sit down, I'll pick it up."
Teacher Zhao turned around, squatted on the ground and began to pick up the scattered papers.
Liao Wushuang's heart was relieved, but she couldn't help but feel a bit strange. Is it really a gust of wind … or is it Li Fan's trick …
Li Fan seemed to be a bit tired from squatting and actually buried his head between Liao Wushuang's legs … Liao Wushuang was suddenly embarrassed and her body trembled. Li Fan, this guy … he, he must be doing it on purpose …
But Liao Wushuang somewhat enjoyed the feeling on her waist. That warm and pleasant feeling flowed all over her body.
'It's really … comfortable ….'
Liao Wushuang felt a bit addicted ….
'No, no … how can I be addicted to this kind of thing ….'
After Teacher Zhao finished picking up the papers, she suddenly remembered something and asked Li Fan, "Hey, where's that student?"
"He … .he just went out …."
Liao Wushuang endured a little tremble in her voice and answered.
"Oh, right, it's time for class. But this kid is a famous bully, can he honestly go to class? "
Teacher Zhao jokingly said, "A beautiful woman like Teacher Liao, he might find a way to pursue you."
Liao Wushuang blushed, "Teacher Zhao … .don't, don't joke around … .he's my student … .ah …."
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