When you disappoint a person, what is your first reaction? Apologize? Actually, it is not. The most common reaction is to escape. It is to try to turn big things into small things and fool them.

Then I comforted myself, nothing big of a deal.

I hurriedly threw the cigarette on the ground, stretched out one foot and lowered my head to kill it. When I turned around, Wang Zhaoyang had already walked to me. I didn't dare to look at his expression, but only saw the red admission letter handed over to his hand.

Just as he reached out to take it, Wang Zhaoyang said, "You still drink?"

He suddenly spoke to me, and his friends he knew, including Xie Tingting, had all seen it. Of course, Xie Tingting knew me, the great head teacher. He didn't even bother to argue with her brother, so he looked here intently.

I glanced at Wang Zhaoyang and saw his face without any expression. Before I could answer.

Wang Zhaoyang: "Get off the plane, I have something to tell you."

I was still confused at this moment, and I couldn't click the mouse very quickly. I was delayed for a long time to find the checkout and get off the machine. Wang Zhaoyang looked at me patiently.

Then I walked out with him, and I felt a little nervous. But the effective way for me to solve the problem is that the more nervous I become, the harder I feel. I don’t like to be a coward.

Wang Zhaoyang's motorcycle was still parked at the door, and two young men smoking at the door leaned on his motorcycle. Wang Zhaoyang didn't say anything, and walked over to insert the key. The young man moved his butt away tactfully and smiled at me.

I am a cashier here, and I know me often those who come here.

Wang Zhaoyang kept dark, drove the motorcycle and turned around, and waited for me next to the road. I didn't get on, but stood by and asked, "Where are you going?"

Wang Zhaoyang looked at me coldly, "Don't you have to sleep?"

I need to sleep after drinking. After drinking with them, I didn’t go home to sleep immediately. But when I returned to the bar, I just wanted to look at Wang Zhaoyang and play with me in the bubble hall.

When he got on the motorcycle, he only asked, "Where are you living now?"

I said, "It's still the same place."

Then I arrived at my house. The weather was still stuffy and it was a little rainy. The motorcycle went uphill and downhill, making me almost fall asleep.

I didn't feel too dizzy at first, but now I'm getting more and more dizzy. Finally, I put my face on his back, gently held his waist with my hand, and slept like this for a while.

Knowing that the car had been beaten, he said, "It's here."

I got off the car and said thank you and wanted to walk upstairs. Wang Zhaoyang asked me to get the notice.

I said, "No, I won't go anyway."

He frowned, "Yan Xiaochang, do you hate going to school so much? Do you think going to school is so useless?"

I think Wang Zhaoyang, are you stupid? You don’t know what I am doing. Is this useful? If you don’t answer him, he turned around and went up the first stairs, because his feet were unstable, he tripped and grabbed the handrail next to him, and did not fall.

Wang Zhaoyang carried me upstairs. While he was carrying me upstairs, I saw half of his arm with a watch, and the blue veins on the surface were faintly rising, which looked very manly.

Suddenly I had a bad idea. I wanted to have something happen to him. Simply put, I wanted to get to him.

So I did not refuse or avoid it. I was like a hooligan, focusing on finding opportunities to start, and even deliberately snuggling to him.

He didn't want anything, just wanted to see what happened to him.

When I entered the door, I didn't turn on the lights. Wang Zhaoyang touched it for a long time before he touched the light lines. I fell down and lay on the bed, waiting in a pick-up position.

But Wang Zhaoyang was a gentleman, so he stood beside the bed and looked at me, and said in a cold tone, "Look at what you look like now."

I asked him in a daze, "What do you think?"

Wang Zhaoyang looked particularly helpless, "Yan Xiaochang, don't you think about it?"

I got furious, kicked my shoes and sat up, looked at him and said, "Why didn't I want to do it anymore, otherwise, how can I do it now? I'll show you?"

Wang Zhaoyang, "Smoking and drinking and mingling with those gangsters, yes, you can make money to support yourself now, do you feel promising?"

I nodded, "I know I'm not going to be successful."

Wang Zhaoyang looked at me from a high place and asked, "Then when do you think you will be unpromising?"

"When should it be," I said with my head down and looked up at him, "You are not my father and mother, you are already graduated. Are you a little too much?"

Wang Zhaoyang pursed his lips and began to get angry, "If you want to have a father and a mother, will I care about you? If Yan Xiaochang doesn't care about you, you'll be useless, do you know?"

I turned my face and said, "That's not your business."

It's not his business, he has nothing to do with me. I was drunk again, and I felt angry. I couldn't listen to what he said. I lowered my head and didn't say anything, and applied seriously. Wang Zhaoyang handed me the admission notice again, but I threw it on the bed without picking him up. He said, "I found the school for you. Haven't you practiced dancing? Their dance classes were not full, so I found someone to squeeze a quota for you."

I still didn't say anything, and I still insisted that I couldn't go to school even if I had it.

After a pause, Wang Zhaoyang said, "I'll talk to your stepmother about the tuition. You don't have to think about anything. In a week, pack up your things and go to school. I heard that I didn't hear it."

I haven't spoken yet.

Wang Zhaoyang yelled, "Did you hear me!"

What are you doing when I shouted at me? I looked up and stared at him, and I said, "Who asked you to make the decision for me? Why do you make the decision for me?"

Wang Zhaoyang glared at me, "I am your teacher!"

Teacher, I really don’t accept this sentence. I’ve graduated anyway. He glared at me, and I also glared at him, with an angry expression on his face.

Wang Zhaoyang said a harsh sentence, "If you continue like this, you will sooner or later become like your stepmother in the future. Think about it yourself."

My first reaction was, “Impossible!”

"What's the point? Look at yourself like this, won't you look better? If others give you yourselves, you really take yourself seriously? You are not young anymore. You are adults. What are people outside thinking about and what ideas do you have for you? Don't tell me you don't know."

I was still stubborn, "I knew they were very nice to me."

It was good for me, so I invited me to dinner and sing. I would worry if I drank too much, and I would bring me a bottle when I bought water.

Wang Zhaoyang sneered, "Then you just keep going like this, I'm too lazy to care about you."

After saying that, he turned around and left, I suddenly stood up, blocked the door panel with my body, and looked at him. Anyway, I was filled with courage after drinking too much, and I asked, "I have something to ask you."

Wang Zhaoyang looked at me and didn't say anything.

I took a deep breath in silence, "You care about me so much, what exactly am I in your eyes, your student, or a woman?"

Wang Zhaoyang frowned and quickly covered up the strangeness in his eyes, "Nothing!"

He opened me and wanted to open the door, so I blocked the door and prevented him from going out, "I'll let you go after you say it."

"What do you want to do?" Wang Zhaoyang frowned.

I was still staring at him. Anyway, I asked for an answer. I was thinking to myself, what do I want to do? I want to sleep with you. Are you a man? I'm doing it so obviously.

Wang Zhaoyang's brows became tighter and tighter, and the shadows under the light made me confused. My will is becoming more and more determined, and I want to join him.

"Yan Xiaochang, what do you want to do, what do you want?"

"I..." I didn't care, and when I gritted my teeth, I shouted, "I want you!"

At that moment, I thought my expression was very firm, with the girl's stubbornness, a ray of nakedness when confessing, and a nervousness when facing the person I like.

"I like you!" I shouted again, and my voice was squeezed out of my throat, which was a bit coquettish.

Wang Zhaoyang's eyes stagnated, and there was a noticeable tremor at that moment.

I couldn't tell who took the initiative. Maybe I plucked his neck first, but he didn't refuse. Then we kissed each other vigorously.

I don't seem to have kissed me, yes, never. So the kiss I thought was the kind of kiss on TV that touched my lips and twisted my neck.

I also know that kissing requires sticking out my tongue, but I don’t know how to do it in detail. The tongue was first stretched out by Wang Zhaoyang, and his tongue tip was cool. As soon as it entered his mouth, it seemed that it had swept away the heat of August.

My hands slid off his neck and stuck tightly to his waist. I closed my eyes affectionately, only knowing that I was going to succeed.

My heart is empty and the sky is dark. I am intoxicated in my own world and ignore nothing.

Wang Zhaoyang finally hugged me, and his arms passed by my shoulders and hugged me. I was so thin that he could wrap me up with just a little hug.

I stood on tiptoe and tried to deepen the kiss. After a few kisses, we kissed it on the bed.

At this time, I didn’t know what Wang Zhaoyang was thinking. In fact, until now, I don’t know what he was thinking at that moment.

I was pressed on the bed by him, but my body didn't feel oppressed, and I felt a lingering touch. He had already come up and handed his palm under my T-shirt.

My skin is OK. The first time I was touched by a man's palm, just touching me can arouse a burst of numbness that is difficult to calm down.

I'm drunk, now I'm really drunk.

At this moment, my only unnecessary thought was that Wu Yuqing would have at least one hour to come back from work, and one hour should be enough to solve this problem.

I let his palms touch my spine, and I could even feel the underwear that was comfortable on my chest, the buttons were opened, releasing a pair of uninformed softness.

I also followed his appearance and flirted with his clothes. Our clothes were pushed upwards, and my belly was close to my belly. I was so excited.

While excited, I felt Wang Zhaoyang's hand slid from behind toward my chest. My heart tightened and did something I shouldn't have done, so I pulled his hand away.

He tried to touch it again, and I pulled it away again.
Chapter completed!