The village wife is so beautiful

Chapter 55: Private Game

"Come in." Teacher Yang said.

Stone's heart almost jumped out.He gently opened the door of the bathroom, his eyes widened, Mr. Yang in the mist was white, the stone was bloody, and the skirt in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Stone, what's the matter with you?" Teacher Yang took the skirt over.

"Teacher Yang, your body is really good-looking, it's convex, and tenderer than the white bamboo shoots in spring." The stone swallowed, and in the hazy water vapor, he thought that Teacher Yang was naked.

"Am I that good-looking?" Teacher Yang smiled, and did not avoid his gaze.

The stone calmed down, only to find that Teacher Yang was wrapped in a large snow white towel. The large towel was wrapped around her chest and covered her lower abdomen. The exposed legs and shoulders were as smooth as grease.Shishi looked stupid. He always thought that Fang Guizhi's body was the tenderest, compared with Teacher Yang, it was cauliflower and peony.

"Teacher Yang, you are like a fairy sister, so beautiful, so beautiful that I can't breathe." Shishi said.

Teacher Yang kept laughing, saying that the stone greasy tongue, and asked him where he looked.Stone said that he had read Jin Yong's book, and the heroine in it was like her.

"Then are you Guo Jing Qiaofeng or Zhang Wuji?" Teacher Yang asked.The bath towel on her chest fell a little, revealing half of her white breast.

"Who do you think I am like?" Stone felt that he was suffocating. No matter how stupid he was, he knew what Teacher Yang meant.

"I think you are like Guo Jing, stupid, and particularly powerful." Teacher Yang deliberately emphasized the word powerful.

There was a place in the stone that was really strong, and he quietly turned around. If he was seen by Teacher Yang, he would be embarrassed.Teacher Yang is aware of it, and she also feels flustered. She has not made sufficient preparations between her and the stone.

"Ms. Yang, I'm out. You can change your clothes and don't freeze." The stone brought the door to the door, his heart beating.

Teacher Yang changed her skirt and asked Shito to help her blow the air.Teacher Yang's hair is fine and smooth, fluttering in the wind, beautiful.The stone will be combed with your fingers for a while, and the hair will be filled with the fragrance of shampoo, which is refreshing.

"Stone, you give me a nice hairstyle." Teacher Yang said.

"It's best to see long hair fluttering." Shishi said.Teacher Yang liked to wear ponytails when he was in school.Shitou thinks that Teacher Yang should have long hair and a red dress to look elegant and charming.

"You help me blow straight and smooth." Teacher Yang said and handed him a comb.

Stone used a hair dryer for the first time. He didn’t know any technique. He only gave Teacher Yang a haircut according to the way he liked, but he did it very delicately. It took him half an hour to blow every strand of hair to him. Arrange the location.

"Shishi, you are really a talented beautician, I will leave my hair to you in the future." Teacher Yang looked in the mirror and was very satisfied.

"Mr. Yang, you only have these things in the city. Furongwan uses fire tongs to perm every hair. Hu Cuizhu once burned a lot of hair and was ugly." Shishi said.

"I can give you one." Teacher Yang said.

"It's useless to send it to me. Furong Bay hasn't been powered on yet." Stone smiled.

Teacher Yang asked Stone to go over.Two people stood side by side in front of the big mirror.Teacher Yang has a red dress with a smile on his face and a very graceful figure; the stone's new clothes and trousers are tall and handsome, like a prince charming.Teacher Yang leaned against the stone and asked him what they looked like.The stone is like the bride and groom.

"How about our bridal chamber tonight?" Teacher Yang asked with a smile.

"Okay, we will invite guests, worship and enter the bridal chamber, and we will give birth to a fat white tomorrow." Shishi said.

"I mean it." Teacher Yang suddenly became serious.

"Really, it is true. I have played this game many times." Shishi said.

"It's not a game, okay?" Teacher Yang blushed and gently hugged the stone.

"Ms. Yang, I'm scared." Shishi said.

"What are you afraid of?" Teacher Yang touched his face and looked at him idiotically.

"I...I..." Stone was speechless.

"I really scared you. Just kidding." Teacher Yang pretended to smile easily, and she couldn't make the last step.

Stone returned to the table to write the test papers, and Teacher Yang sat on the side to read.After finishing a piece of stone, she corrected him while marking it.Both were relaxed, and the strange feeling disappeared.After Shi finished two test papers, it was late at night.

"Stone, let's go to the bridal chamber." Teacher Yang said.

"Playing games?" Stone asked.

"Well, I haven't played, you have to take care of me." Teacher Yang said.

"You are the bride, and I am the bridegroom officer, of course I will consider you. It's just that you don't get angry." Shishi said.

"Why should I be angry with you? You are the bridegroom official and I am the bride. It is good for two people to love each other." Teacher Yang said.

"I will carry you on the sedan chair, carry you across the river, hug you into the bridal chamber, and give birth to a chubby boy. Play with me, you are no longer a teacher, but my playmate. You have to listen to me. I know You definitely disagree." Stone said.

"I agree." Teacher Yang said.

"The sun is beaming, the magpie is called Chacha, and the bride is like a flower, and is about to get married."

Stone muttered something in his mouth, and took Teacher Yang to the stool, saying that a sedan chair is not as good as a fast horse, and he will get home on the fast horse.He embraced Teacher Yang with one hand and raised a roll of waste paper, making the stool like a horse running.Teacher Yang giggled and said he was like a child.

"Each of us has played." Shishi said.

"Have you played with my aunt?" Teacher Yang asked.

"My aunt is an adult and can't play." Shishi said.

"Why can't you play?" Teacher Yang asked deliberately.