Awakening: 89-phone

In the eyes of artists and writers, girls and women are actually two completely different concepts. Girls represent youth, beauty, agility and youthfulness. But women are synonymous with maturity, style, and temptation.

The man in front of the teenager is undoubtedly the woman among women.

In school, no one will question Naoko's character. Gorgeous and flowery, humble and polite, it is her best realism. She treats everyone with courtesy, but she keeps a safe and indifferent distance to men who constantly try to find opportunities to approach her. But even so, the kind of mature femininity she sometimes inadvertently revealed still made many male teachers or boys almost unable to control herself.

I haven't seen it for a year, she looks more beautiful and mature, and a fragrant fragrance is floating from her guilty body into the nasal cavity of the teenager. There was a strange ripple.

As the teenager observes her, the teacher Naoko is also watching the teenager.

I haven't seen him for a year. He looks a lot taller, and now he only reaches his earlobe. The face that looked quite a year ago was now filled with a dim gloss. He couldn't find any acne on his face. Compared with the past, the only thing that hasn't changed is the strange eyes that are so deep that they can **** the human soul. With the pair of eyes and the slender figure of the boy, he exudes a special temperament beyond words.

A teenager is still an ordinary teenager. Maybe no one will notice him in the crowd, but when someone accidentally puts his gaze on him, he can no longer move.

A full moon. This is the only sentence that Naoko can think of.

"Mr. Naoko, when did you come back?" The boy asked after the moment of surprise.

"I only came back this morning. My sister may not know that I'm back. I never expected to see you here. We haven't seen you for a long time, Zhengzhi." The beauty teacher looked a little excited.

"It's almost a year, have you been doing well recently?"

"Well. Have you eaten? If not, how about I invite you to dinner?" Naoko teacher looked at him and said.

"No, I have already cooked my meal at home, and I ’ll just go back to eat. The teacher is welcome."

Nearly, teacher Naozi seemed a little disappointed.

"If the teacher is free, I can call my cell phone, and then we will talk slowly." Zheng Zhi added that when she saw her disappointed expression.

"But I don't have your mobile phone number." Teacher Naoko said quietly.

"Is your mobile phone number unchanged? If it hasn't changed, I'll just call your mobile phone." Zheng Zhi said as he took out his mobile phone.

"Do you remember my mobile number?"

"Of course I remember," Zheng Zhi said casually. Anyway, it's good to have it on the phone, without having to remember it yourself.

"My mobile number hasn't changed." After hearing this sentence, Naoko's teacher suddenly seemed very happy.

"Goodbye, Teacher Naoko." After exchanging the mobile phone number, Zheng Zhi said goodbye to her.

"Zheng Zhi." Naoko teacher suddenly stopped him.

"What is it?"

"I'm not your teacher anymore, if you don't mind, can you call me Naoko?" Hesitated, Nazi teacher said softly.

Zhengzhi was a little surprised, but nodded quickly.

"Naoko, welcome back." The teenager said with a smile.

At that moment, Naoko smiled like a flower.

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"Senior, please give me some advice." In the spacious basement with wooden floors, Liumei, wearing a kendo suit and a helmet, bowed to Zheng Zhi.

"Get started." Opposite her, said casually in a casual outfit.

The kendo girl is no longer hesitant, quickly stepping forward to strike at Zhengzhi with the bamboo sword in his hand ...

Twenty minutes later, Zhengzhi pulled her already sweaty.

"Little ghost, yes, great progress." Zheng Zhi smiled and took off her helmet,

Looking at the smile of Zhengzhi Hexi, a sudden grievance arose in the heart of the Kendo girl. Soon, the feeling of grievance turned into a tide-like impulse. Finally, she couldn't help it anymore, and suddenly cried around the boy's neck.

Plus this time, in a day, Zheng Zhi has stopped for the third time.

The teenager, who was baffled by her actions, had to pat her back gently to appease.

After a long time, the girl finally stopped crying, but her body twitched from time to time.

"Little devil, what happened? Tell the senior." Zheng Zhi helped the girl who was already crying a little bit, and sat by the wall.

"Senior, I miss you ..." After that, the girl hugged his neck tightly again.

"Little fool, am I not back already?" Zheng Zhi laughed.

Liu Mei looked up at him with an expression like a pear-flower with rain, "Senior, I ..." Speaking here, she stopped talking.

"What is it?"

"I ... I'm a bit hungry." As soon as she finished speaking, the girl scolded herself in her heart.

"I really convinced you and made the atmosphere so serious. I thought there was something going on. Then let's go up. Mom and Hemei should have cooked." Zheng Zhi helped her up.

The girl nodded, and then continued to look at him silently, as if he would suddenly disappear.

"Right, do you like the hand letter I sent?" When going up the stairs, Zheng Zhi pointed at the necklace hanging around her neck.

"Well, I like it. I will take care of it."

"Stupid, what is safe to keep, just a small gift."

Liu Mei shook her head gently and held the front of the necklace tightly in her palm.

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At 9 am, Chang'an will have a regular meeting with his subordinates as usual.

Although this middle-aged man is always secretive, he still speaks when it is time to speak. But in a nutshell, all subordinates always have the impression of this boss.

At each meeting, he always asks others to express his opinions. He will simply say a few words at the end of the meeting, but those few words are the final decision that no one can deny.

When halfway through the meeting, Chang'an seemed patient and casually listening to a manager reporting performance. Suddenly, his phone vibrated.

Looking at the phone numbers shown above, Chang'an said to those people, "I'm sorry, I need to be unaccompanied. You can continue the meeting, Miss Guan, wait and put the meeting content on my table." To the female secretary who was sitting next to the meeting to take notes.

"I see, Mr. Shen." The female secretary nodded.

"I missed you." After that, he walked out of the conference room.

Others sitting in chairs couldn't help looking at each other, the boss would suddenly leave the seat for the first time in many years.

Some people have begun to guess who made the call, which made their boss take it so seriously.

After returning to his office, Changan connected to the phone.

"Xiao Lei, what's the matter?" He knew that Lei Li would never call him at this time unless something important happened.

"Chang'an, those guys are doing it to us again." Lei Li's tone on the phone seemed strange.

"When was it?" Changan took a breath.

"It was around four o'clock this morning, or the last few strongholds. This time, more people died than last time." Lei Li's voice was cold and cold.

Chang'an knew why he was angry with him.

The fact that those people attacked the same place blatantly was a blatant act of provocation, indicating that the other party did not look at them at all.

"Have you notified your lord?"

"Not yet."

"You are waiting for me in the old place, and I will pass now."

"I see."