Texting the school beauty for 8 hours

  The second class happened to be Chinese language and literature. Watching Liang Xue Mei's slender figure swaying back and forth on the podium, I was somehow enchanted.

  Her figure is really good, her breasts are plump and round, her buttocks are round and small, every step she takes is a gentle swing. My heart also sways with it, my throat is a bit hoarse, my body has the most primitive reaction.

  I once read a ridiculous article online that said a woman's butt changes shape with physical changes, and Principal Liang's butt is telling me that she's still a virgin. In other words, when she was raped by that perverted principal, she was still a virgin.

  Whoa!

  Damn it, just thinking about one of the people I have a crush on being dumped by someone else makes me furious.

  No way, mom! This can't happen! Even if it does, we need a new male lead!

  Her voice was full of magnetism. From time to time, she would cast me a reproachful glance. I knew she had discovered my wolf-like gaze.

  I only listened to the beginning of her lesson and couldn't continue anymore. Because all the lessons from high school were carved in my mind like a seal.

  People who have attended college generally have this feeling that the knowledge from high school is too trivial, and maybe it can be all grasped in just half a year or three months.

  It seems like I'm still going to be a bad student who often skips school even after reincarnation.

  As I thought of this, I suddenly had a train of thought. I remembered a passage from a short message that I had read in my previous life.

  I picked up my pen and started writing on a white sheet of paper. Then I put down the pen, neatly stacked the test papers, and confidently looked at Liang Xue Mei on the podium.

  The bell rang, and just like that, my second class after reincarnation came to an end.

  Li Xue Mei hastily walked out of the classroom with a neatly stacked self-criticism book in her hand, her eyes somewhat dazed.

  Looking at the words on it, her thoughts were a bit scattered. She observed me for an entire class, and gradually she found that I was actually different from the previous two days.

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  Just last week I didn't dare to meet her gaze, and I was one of the students in this class who feared her the most. But now I not only met her gaze but also managed to communicate with her.

  Although my gaze was somewhat fervent, she still noticed my change.

  Her eyes became confident, without the previous shyness, and every move was bold beyond her current age. Sometimes, in a certain moment, she could still find a hint of vicissitudes in those eyes.

  What exactly made such a big change in a timid little boy?

  Li Xue Mei walked back to the office, took a look at the self-criticism paper on her desk, and saw that it was written: I am a small insect, taking one step at a time, not caring if there is a road ahead, lonely journey, always having true friends; and you, my dear teacher Liang, are you willing to be my friend?

  She thought for a moment and picked up her pen to write: Not introspective enough, rewrite.

  After some thought, he struck out the sentence and continued to write: Your current task is to study, don't think wildly, if you have any questions, you can find me, I am willing to be your friend. - Liang Zhi.

  Teacher Liang Xue Mei is gone, and my heart has flown out of school with her. It's time to do something now.

  Not for others, but for my parents...

  Li Xue Mei replied with a letter of self-criticism I read it and then the group was still united on one side.

  Xia Yu cast a curious glance at the paper: "Can I take a look, Liu Ming?" For some reason, today her deskmate seemed to have something strange on him that was attracting her.

  "Look."

  Xia Yu carefully picked up the paper, unfolded it and took a few glances before sticking out her tongue and saying: "You're really bold, daring to speak to Teacher Liang like that."

  "What's the big deal."

  "Has your grades gone down? Do you want to see my notes?" Xia Yu was very surprised, every day the boy who sat next to her would talk non-stop, but today why did she have so many words? Thinking of this, she took another look at the boy sitting next to her, and her heart skipped a beat: he seemed more handsome than before!

  "Alright."

  To be honest, I just wanted to take another look at her beautiful handwriting. In my past life, my handwriting was like an animal's crawl, and every time I was criticized for it, I would think of her.

  "Here." Xia Yu Hong handed me a notebook from her backpack.

  "Thank you." I took over the notes and intentionally held Xia Yu's small white hand for a moment. Her hand was very soft, just like a cat's body.

  "You're welcome." Xia Yu tried to shake off my hand, but instead didn't have the strength and hastily said: "Crab, you..."

  I pretended not to hear, still holding her hand. She took a deep breath and then, when no one was looking, she lowered her head and bit me. I let go of her hand, and she turned around with a red face, pretending nothing had happened, staring at the blackboard.

  The whole class of three or four was spent in a daze by Xia Yu. From time to time, she would use her hand to poke the boy next to her hard.

  I was secretly watching her, her expression was completely under my control, but Xia Yu by my side was like a huge gravitational field, constantly tempting me. Even when I graduated from high school in my previous life and parted ways with her, I didn't have the courage to confess to her.

  What about this life?

  Summer rain quietly remembered something there. A note was thrown in front of her, and her face turned red at once, although it wasn't the first time she received a boy's little note.

  Xia Yu turned her head and looked at me. I was intently staring at the podium, as if what had just happened wasn't my doing.

  The chemistry teacher on the podium was droning on about creating life with water and carbon dioxide. According to that theory, one day humans would no longer need that most primitive and violent activity to mass-produce children.

  I despise the person who invented this theory with 1.2 million percent of my heart, because he deprived men of their most basic rights.

  The summer rain unfolded the note and placed it on her textbook, where she saw written:

  Meeting you, I understood the romance of the entire spring; before putting down my luggage, I followed the direction of my dreams and peeled off your lotus-like thoughts layer by layer. You are that old place full of hints, making my heart beat fast.

  Summer rain, will you accept my confession?

  She knew that as I sat there writing this note, my mind was filled with shame and filth.

  If it weren't for moving her, I'd even think of changing this tangled SMS into:

  Meeting you, I understood the mission of spring, that is to **, non-stop **, crazy **, until hands and feet can't move and foam at the mouth. Come on, let's create life together, and make the boring chemistry teacher go to hell!

  Xia Yu gently tore the note to shreds, then continued writing with her head down. It was as if nothing had happened. Her black hair fell down, like a small curtain covering her face.

  But her slightly violent gasps still betrayed her thoughts.

  Actually, she didn't know what to do. The naturally beautiful girl had received many love notes from boys, some of which were even love letters. She had never been moved by them before, but for some reason, the note from her deskmate had an inexplicable magic that made her heart beat faster.

  I'm watching her with relish, thinking that with the means I used to get through thirteen years of time and space as a wolf, this little thing doesn't believe I can handle you.

  Another note fell in front of Xia Yu, and there were fine sweat beads on the bridge of her nose. She turned her head to glance at her deskmate, thought for a moment, then put the note into the pocket of her shirt.

  For some reason, she always felt that what was stuffed in her pocket wasn't a piece of paper but a small rabbit, which made her distracted.

  After a while, Xia Yu couldn't help but take out the note and open it, seeing that it was written:

  It's miserable without you by my side; will you accompany me for a lifetime?

  She puffed up and picked up her pen to draw a few big X's on it, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it at me.

  I didn't touch that note, and then Xia Yu took it back again after half a day. She slowly unfolded it and wrote something on the back.

  Then she put the note neatly on my desk, I looked down and saw that on the crumpled paper was written: If you do this again, I'll tell the teacher.

  "I'm being serious." I whispered in her ear.

  "Don't be like this?" She said softly, her eyes fixed on the front.

  "I'll wait for you in the small woods behind the school at noon, and I'll tell you then, okay?" I said.

  "It's better not to." Xia Yu's voice was trembling slightly.

  "I've had a crush on you for a long time!" I whispered into Xia Yu's ear as I saw our chemistry teacher writing on the blackboard.

  "Ah..." Xia Yu let out a soft sigh, thinking to herself that this was such an awkward confession, but her heart had already fallen for him, how pathetic.

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