My Wife Is the Martial Alliance Head: 507 He is my student

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5o7 he is my student

Liao Wushuang despised himself fiercely in his heart!

"Okay, okay ... Class is coming, you should go ..."

Liao Wushuang does n’t know what to do to reprimand Li Fan. She urges Li Fan to leave. ≧

"The next class is a physical education class, can you go without relationship."

Li Fan is playing with Lippi, and I'm not going away.

"Want to talk more about to chat with Teacher Liao."

Li Fan held Liao Wushuang's hand and looked reluctantly, "Teacher Liao, our China has a good saying, it is easy to call God, it is difficult to send God."

"Go to you, I do n’t know this sentence, but also our China ... I ’m not Chinese!"

Liao Wushuang do n’t know how many eyes are white Li Fan, it seems very angry Li Fan's.

"Go, hurry to class, don't want to see you again ... really ..."

Liao Wushuang drove Li Fan out, but Li Fan was like the old tree rooting, standing there, motionless, no matter how to push Liao Wushuang, it could not push.

"Damn it, you know bullying me!"

Liao Wushuang also watched my colleagues wearing headphones and listened seriously, and then complained unscrupulously to Li Fan.

She pushed Li Fan hard, but her waist flashed a little, making her feel a pain.

"What's wrong?"

Li Fan was taken aback and hurried forward to check the body of Liao Wushuang.

"Recently a little pain in the waist ... it seems to have flashed ..."

Liao Wushuang frowned lightly, pressed his hand against his waist, and said.

"What's wrong? Injured?"

"Sit and work all year round, some lumbar muscle strain."

Liao Wushuang smiled bitterly.

"Teacher Liao is only about 2o, why is the waist muscle strained!"

Li Fan's gently pressed her hand on her waist, making Liao Wushuang a little itchy.

"Don't make trouble ... itchy ... I'm afraid of itching ..."

Liao Wushuang wants to push Li Fan away, but she has no such strength.

"Teacher Liao, you sit down."

Li Fan pressed Liao Wushuang back to the seat, then crouched in front of her, gently pressing her waist with both hands.

But Liao Wushuang is a little uncomfortable, Li Fan said.

"Teacher Liao, you can separate your legs and be more comfortable."

"You, you die ..."

Liao Wushuang is wearing a uniform skirt, the legs are apart, she has not let Li Fan see it!

"Teacher Liao, do n’t think too much, I am here to help you heal your waist!"

Li Fan righteously said, "My True Qi works well, you can try it."

"Really, really?"

Liao Wushuang seems a little unbelievable, and Li Fan hands are just a little inner-force, Liao Wushuang immediately feels the waist is hot, and I feel a lot more comfortable!

"Eh ..."

She was a little surprised, "How could this be ..."

"True Qi can improve people's functions and physical fitness."

Li Fan said, "But your current posture will affect the blood circulation in your waist, but it will reduce the therapeutic effect."

"Ah?"

Liao Wushuang looked at the serious eyes of Li Fan, and he did n’t know if he was serious, or he was fooling himself!

But ... anyway ... where I should be seen, I was also seen ...

Let ’s separate the legs a little bit now ... should ... nothing relationship anymore ...

But ... I am wearing a ... T-back ... and it is also lace ...

If you were seen arrived ... it would be too shy ...

But ... I still want to try it ...

Liao Wushuang buried his head in the book next to it, and then quietly separated his legs ...

Li Fan feels a little qi and blood rising, Teacher Liao is really wearing ... open .........

After Liao Wushuang separated his legs, he felt that the pressure on the waist was more relaxed, and the warm power also moved back and forth faster and relaxed!

It turns out ... he did n’t lie to himself ... a moment ago still made him think so bad ... it was wrong ... but this posture is really a bit shameful ...

Li Fan crouched under Liao Wushuang's desk, pinching her *** with both hands.

While Liao Wushuang felt that Li Fan did not lie to herself, she ignored one thing. Why Li Fan did not choose to do it behind her, but in front of her.

At this time she was a little too comfortable, and she forgot these things.

But at this time, Teacher Zhao, who had been watching movies there, suddenly took off his headphones and asked at Liao Wushuang.

"Teacher Liao, I forgot to ask you, yesterday I asked you to help me correct the paper ..."

"Oh oh, here."

Liao Wushuang woke up, she remembered to get the roll beside it, but her waist was unconscious and she could not move.

Li Fan is performing exercises for her. At this time, Liao Wushuang is unable to get up.

But that Teacher Zhao seems to be a bit can't wait, she has stood up, "I'm guilty of a waist disease, it's okay, I used to take then it will be alright."

Liao Wushuang was a little scared, and Li Fan was crouching under his desk.

If someone looks like this ... it is definitely unclear!

But she came over step by step ... here, what should I do ... I could n’t move myself ... and Li Fan did n’t mean to stop ... what could I do ... let Li Fan stop ... he I definitely won't listen to myself ... Let Teacher Zhao stop ... and that's not the case ...

Oh my god, I ’m so tangled! What should I do?

But at this time, it seemed that it was because there was no window closed, and suddenly there was a breeze!

The roll of paper placed on the table was blown up directly, and huā lā scattered behind Teacher Zhao.

"Oh, this evil wind ... It ’s okay, Teacher Liao, sit down, let me pick it up."

Teacher Zhao turned around and squatted on the ground to start packing up the scattered papers.

Liao Wushuang was relieved in her heart, but she could n’t help but feel a little weird. In the end, it was really blowing a wind ... or the ghost of Li Fan ...

And Li Fan seemed to be a little tired when squatting, and even buried his head in the middle of Liao Wushuang's legs ... Liao Wushuang was suddenly ashamed, and his body tremored a bit, this guy Li Fan ... he, he must have intentionally ...

But Liao Wushuang also enjoys the feeling on the waist, the warmth of pleasure flows around her body.

It ’s really ... very comfortable ...

Liao Wushuang feels a little addicted ...

No way no way ... how can one become addicted to this kind of thing ...

And Teacher Zhao has finished picking up the paper, she suddenly remembered something and asked Li Fan, "Well, what about a moment ago?"

"He ... he a moment ago just went out ..."

Liao Wushuang replied with a little tremor in his voice.

"Oh yeah, it's time for class. But this kid is the famous Small Overlord, can you honestly take the class."

Teacher Zhao jokingly said, "A beautiful woman like Teacher Liao, he might find a way to chase you."

Liao Wushuang blushed, "Teacher Zhao ... Don't, don't joke ... He is my student ... Ah ..."