The new English teacher

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The new English teacher is Yan Yemin?
Judging from the intense smile on his lips, this isn't a joke. Dongfang Yuan felt a chill run down her spine. As soon as the school assembly ended, she wanted to leave the venue as quickly as possible, but just then—her cell phone, which she always carried for Yan Yemin's calls, received a text message.
[Yan Yemin: Come to the office.]
Going now would be like throwing herself to the wolves; only a fool would go! She'd just pretend the crowd was too noisy and she didn't hear or see the message!
Dongfang Yuan made up her mind and stuffed her phone back into her pocket.
"Slap!" Someone tapped her on the shoulder from behind.
Yuan slowly turned around and saw the class's English representative (a girl), blushing, saying to her, "Dongfang Yuan, Teacher Yan wants to see you."
Judging from the girl's blush and the fact that one of the buttons on her shirt was undone, Yan Yemin might have made a quick, impulsive move on the English representative without anyone else noticing… such speed could probably only be matched by a knight.
“Mr. Yan instructed that I must personally take her to the office; her English grades are a bit problematic,” the English class representative continued, blushing. “But he also said that if she doesn’t want to go, she can go alone.”
Yuan was speechless for a moment.
Hatred, indignation, and depression churned within her mind like a tangled mess.
Yan Yemin’s meaning was clear: if Yuan didn’t go to the office, she would be alone with that girl in a room.
Alone in a room! Who knew what kind of tragedy might unfold! Even though, perhaps the English class representative had already had a relationship with another boy in the school… “…Okay…Let’s go…”
Mr. Yan Yemin’s office was in a special location, a separate room. When Yuan and the English class representative entered the office, it was empty.
“Sigh—” Not seeing Yan Yemin, the English class representative was a little disappointed.
On the contrary, Yuan felt a sense of relief.
She looked around the office; it was ordinary and clean, with only a picture of a field of chrysanthemums hanging on the wall.
Perhaps sunflowers would be more normal. —Yuan’s thoughts drifted slightly off-topic.
The English class representative waited with Yuan for another ten minutes, but Yan Yemin still hadn't returned. Disappointed, she suggested leaving first.
"Hmm! I can just wait here by myself~"
Watching the English class representative leave in disappointment, a strange sense of relief flickered in Dongfang Yuan's heart.
She couldn't possibly guess what would happen if she and Yan Yemin met... But she also felt a pang of fear. After all, if the English class representative were there, Yan Yemin probably wouldn't do anything to her in front of others... After waiting for another ten minutes or so, Yuan felt bored. She walked to the desk, where a pen holder held a few pens and a paper cutter.
--Could I use this knife for self-defense? Yuan picked up the knife, her gaze fixed on its sharp blade.
Suddenly, a great force pulled her firmly into a hot embrace from behind!
Long, slender fingers moved with ease, squeezing and kneading Yuan's breasts.
"Ah!" The sudden impact startled Yuan, causing her to scream. The small knife in her hand fell to the table with a crisp sound.
"...Want to kill me with this knife?" A strangely familiar voice, accompanied by a faint fragrance, came from behind her. As soon as the words were spoken, the person who had completely taken control extended a wet tongue and lightly licked Yuan's earlobe.
"...Ah...no..." Yuan cried out sensitively.
She knew who was behind her, but why did she lose all strength to resist just by being held?
Yuan's breasts were being caressed, and then the person behind her freed a hand, sliding it into her panties, which were covered by her skirt. "...No...no..." Yuan refused, but the friction of the other person's fingers at the entrance aroused her pleasure and desire.
"You say no, but you're already very wet inside. When we're not around, have you thought about being penetrated?" The person behind her chuckled, his index finger entering Yuan's body without any restraint.
"Uh! Uh... Ah... Ah! Ah! Hmm... Hmm!" A series of lewd moans escaped Yuan's lips as she felt a warm current about to gush from her sensitive areas.
She avoided answering the questions posed by the person behind her. After being violated from behind, her body remembered that feeling of both ecstasy and shame.
She had never imagined this situation, never expected to suddenly succumb to the pleasure of sex.
A "ripping" sound came from behind as the person unzipped their pants.
Suddenly, Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and her face flushed even more.
She knew that sound—the sound of the person behind her preparing to enter her body.
"Thump!" Her upper body almost slumped onto the desk, her most sensitive area directly facing the person standing behind her.
Yuan felt her skirt being completely lifted, her panties roughly pulled down, and then—with a thrust, the other person's heat surged into her body.
"Ah!" The almost suffocating impact made Yuan nearly faint with excitement.
"Today, I'll give you your first English tutoring lesson... You need to be properly taught!"
A burning sensation inside caused Yuan's inner walls to contract involuntarily, prompting the person behind her to thrust even deeper.
The sounds of their bodies merging perfectly echoed in the office.
"Call me teacher!"
"...Teacher... Ah... Ah!" Yuan moaned as she obeyed the command from behind, her waist even twisting involuntarily to intensify the pleasure.
"Say it, teacher, I want it!" The unchanging domineering tone.
"...Ugh... Hmm! Teacher... I want it..."
"Keep saying it!"
This excessive demand filled Yuan's mind, making the waves of desire even more turbulent.
"Teacher... I want it..."
Each "Teacher, I want it" catalyzed the speed of penetration, and then—"Ugh!... Ah! I'm coming!" The person behind her thrust forward, then relaxed in pleasure, white fluid gushing out.
Yuan merged with this white fluid, her inner walls completely accepting the scalding love juice.
"Phew!" Even though the climax had just ended, Yuan's body was still in the hands of the person behind her, who flipped her over and placed her on the desk.
Yuan finally got a good look at the person in front of her.
Wearing a suit, Yan Yemin seemed to have matured considerably. His still-dark eyes held a captivating allure, and before Yuan could react, his lips covered hers.
The wet, intertwining sounds of their tongues nearly suffocated Yuan once more.
"Mmm...mmm..." Yuan couldn't help but let out a sound that was a mixture of protest and desire, escaping between their kisses.
When Yan Yemin finally released Yuan, clear saliva clung to their lips, a testament to the intensity of their recent encounter.
Yan Yemin reached out and stroked Yuan's cheek and hair, seemingly still wanting more.
"Did you really want to kill me with this little knife just now?" he asked with a smile, his hand not idle, but teasingly kneading Yuan's nipples through her clothes.
Yuan shook her head; her mind, previously clouded by lust, cleared again. She was filled with remorse.
She'd been violated by this man again!
White fluid was slowly seeping between her legs—ironclad evidence of the violation.
But once Yan Yemin started playing with her, her body betrayed her and followed suit.
"Good slave! Time for a reward!" With that, Yuan felt a sudden coolness on her chest.
Her clothes had been ripped open!
"...No..." Yuan nervously grabbed the sinful hand that was assaulting her breasts.
She knew that further exposure would only increase the number of times the man violated her. But it was too late—"I came to this school to become a slave. From now on, every day, every hour, every minute, every second, remember your body."
Yan Yemin revealed a wicked smile, ripping off Yuan's bra and taking one pink nipple into his mouth. She'd been pent up for so long.
For some reason, this seemingly clumsy girl's body had a fatal attraction, making him want to taste it again and again.
"Mmm..." Yuan's body arched from the pleasure of a man sucking on her nipples.
Will this happen every day from now on...? Yuan's fingertips dug deep into Yan Yemin's clothes.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
"Is Teacher Yan in? It's Qiao Enen, the head of the school's arts and culture department."
Ah! The Knight! What should she do? Would people find out about her relationship with this new English teacher? But why didn't Yan Yemin stop?
Yan Yemin didn't respond to Qiao Enen, instead focusing on leaving kiss marks on Yuan's body. Those kiss marks seemed to possess an irresistible magic, forcing Yuan to bite her lip, trying hard not to make a sound.
"That expression is even more alluring..." he whispered in Yuan's ear, "But don't make a sound. Only someone with the right to see this is worthy of it."
"Ugh!" Yuan turned her head away angrily. This person is too domineering! And his thinking is so different from ordinary people... What if Qiao Enen really pushes the door open?

Qiao Enen knocked on the office door a few more times, but there was still no response.
Not here? But someone just told her she went in… She stared at the closed door for a minute. It seemed this new teacher, like an old acquaintance, wasn't willing to give her a chance to meet. So, she wisely chose to leave silently.
Hearing no more movement outside, Yan Yemin pinched Yuan's chin and said with a smile, “Qiao Enen must be here to plead for Bai Cao, right?”
That wicked smile, however, sent chills down her spine.
“…………What did she do to Bai Cao…” Yuan panicked immediately.
Yan Yemin played with Yuan's expression, “She has done bad things, so why are you worried about her? She's just being punished.”
Punished?
Yan Yemin turned on the computer on the table, and a scene that almost made Yuan's heart jump out of her throat appeared on the screen:
Bai Cao, covered in blood, was chained to the wall, and several men in black stood nearby holding various sharp weapons. Drops of blood dripped from Bai Cao's forehead to the ground, blooming into poppy-like, bewitching blood flowers.
“…Bai Cao!” Yuan cried out in surprise, but instantly, her mouth was sealed shut by Yan Yemin's lips.
Yuan trembled uncontrollably.
She never expected this to happen!
“Punish her for doing something outrageous. She shouldn’t have touched you; only Yan Yemin could bring you to orgasm!”
Yan Yemin released Yuan’s lips, his fingertips tracing her neck, moving downwards as if to plant seeds of desire within her body. His eyes were like a black panther in the night, his sharp gaze not missing its prey in the darkness.
“………………”
Yan Yemin’s words were loaded with meaning, and the scene in the storage room suddenly flashed into Yuan’s mind.
Did he know what happened in the dark storage room?
“Don’t you hate her? She so easily gave her body to a woman in that little dark room. Next time, she’ll be punished too.”
“Ugh!” Dongfang Yuan suppressed the pleasure between her teeth.
Sure enough, someone had been monitoring her…they knew everything that happened in the storage room.
As for hatred, Yuan didn't deny that she initially harbored a deep resentment towards Bai Cao, including the man before her. However, Bai Cao's sorrowful recounting of her past betrayals made her realize—even with a mask on, she still sensed that Bai Cao was definitely not acting as she wished.
The people in this school, though living in extravagant desires, must be incredibly tormented.
Physical pleasure only intensifies their inner suffering.
"The miscellaneous matters...voluntary...don't say you don't hate her, and you'll let her go?" Yuan pleaded with Yan Yemin.
"Pleading for her?" Yan Yemin suddenly found Yuan's idea adorable, an incredulous smile appearing on his handsome face.
"..." Yuan felt her eyes welling up, tears welling up.
Under this man's gaze, she realized she was a complete idiot, only fit to be toyed with.
"Pleading comes at a price. What else can a person give now?" A mocking voice, with a flourish at the end.
Dongfang Yuan felt Yan Yemin was too greedy, but what could she do?
Perhaps, it could be like this… Dongfang Yuan gently kissed Yan Yemin, taking the initiative for the first time. She slipped her tongue into his moist mouth, gently entwining it with his.
Yan Yemin, who had initially been purely teasing, was surprised that Dongfang Yuan was so proactive in tasting him—she learned so quickly!
Feeling their tongues playing together in his mouth, Yan Yemin sighed.
This girl still had a lot of potential to be explored.
“This isn’t enough.” He wanted to explore further, but as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a cold tear fall onto his skin.
She was crying… Yuan couldn’t hold back anymore; tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
Taking the initiative with someone who had violated her already meant she had lost all self-respect.
Yan Yemin wanted to reach out and wipe away the tears on her cheek, but he forcibly withdrew the movement.
He had never felt pity for a woman before!
And a woman’s tears—were even harder to bear!
All the women who had passed through his life had left satisfied and happy; not one of them had shed a tear.
Her initial joy vanished completely.
"Now, slaves can only cry when told they can!"
But after the threat, Yuan cried even harder.
"Tsk!" Yan Yemin opened his phone and dialed a number. "Release her." Release
her? Yuan's ears perked up. Did that mean Bai Cao could be saved?
She glanced at the computer screen again; the men had already unlocked Bai Cao's chains. Relief was written all over her face.
Seeing Yuan's expression change so quickly, Yan Yemin couldn't resist moving closer to her, licking away the tears still clinging to her cheek with his tongue.
"...Ah!" Yuan didn't flinch, only feeling a tickle on her face.
"I'm so happy!" For some reason, while teasing Yuan, Yan Yemin began to feel jealous of Yuan's concern for others.
"From now on, no one can be more important than you in my heart. This is the condition for releasing Bai Cao."
Yuan blushed and nodded. Seeing this, Yan Yemin pressed his erection against Yuan's already wet entrance, unable to resist wanting to conquer her again.
Understanding Yan Yemin's intention, Yuan tried to twist and refuse, but this only intensified Yan Yemin's desire to rush in immediately.
"...Ah..." Yan Yemin thrust forward and penetrated Yuan in one go.
Fiery desire sprouted at the point where the two were joined.
Yuan clung to Yan Yemin's perfect body, sinking into waves of heat. Each perfect embrace of Yan Yemin's member, each intense penetration of Yan Yemin, made her almost lose her mind.
"It feels good, doesn't it, answer..." He breathed hot air into her ear.
"Haa...ah...uh..."
"Only you can make me feel good."
Only you can make me feel good... This sentence was like magic, imprinted on Yuan's body.
The honeyed fluid flowing from their burning, joined bodies, along with the soft, squelching sounds of penetration, filled her mind.
She let out a soft, panting breath, which acted as a catalyst, causing Yan Yemin to increase the speed of his thrusts.
Was she going to be possessed by this man from now on?
Strangely, this shameful thought actually excited Yuan. The pleasure surging from her private parts made her involuntarily demand more from Yan Yemin.
What to do? The sweet sensation of being held by this man seemed far greater than the loss of her self-respect and shame.
Her body felt like it was melting!

When Dongfang Yuan dragged her weak, feeble steps back to the classroom, she saw her classmates excitedly discussing their new English teacher. The boys were rather dejected, some even in tears, but the girls were very happy, chattering about Yan Yemin, from his hairstyle to his clothes to his manner of speaking. Seeing this scene, Yuan's head began to throb.
That man is a devil!
This cry almost welled up from the depths of her heart, but she didn't voice it.
Even if she told anyone, no one would believe her.
She slumped back into her seat, exhausted from the earlier exertion.
Just then, a boy stumbled into the classroom, shouting, "Bai Cao dropped out!"
"Hey—" A murmur rippled through the room.
Everyone knew perfectly well what Bai Cao's connections and actions entailed. Besides, she was perfectly fine during the school assembly earlier. How could she suddenly… In an instant, Yuan felt all eyes turn to her. A few swift movements, and she was surrounded by classmates with gossipy expressions.
Don't just show friendly faces when you want to pry into gossip or push someone into a fire pit! Yuan felt a pang of resentment from her classmates.
"Yuan, you know Bai Cao best, do you know what happened to her?"
How could Yuan not know what happened to Bai Cao? She was one of the people who knew best.
She was the culprit who caused Bai Cao's expulsion!
Yuan nervously twirled her pencil, trying to appear as natural and calm as possible.
"I'm not sure... I just heard about Bai Cao dropping out, just like you guys."
"Oh?" Several girls were extremely skeptical. One of them even asked, "Isn't anyone trying to get revenge?"
Yuan had heard Mei Lei describe the factions in the class, and these girls were in the Knights faction.
If you attacked a Knight, it meant you were spreading rumors about the Knights, which meant the Knights would retaliate.
Did they know about Bai Cao?! Did they think she was using underhanded tactics to get revenge on Bai Cao? Dongfang Yuan didn't want to think about it.
"Is there anyone in this school who dares to retaliate against Bai Cao?" In the extremely awkward atmosphere, Mei Lei walked into the classroom with a smile.
Tsk! The Knights girls made a disdainful sound.
Mei Lei walked to Yuan's side and pulled Yuan's cheek: "So easy to pinch, what kind of strength does she have!"
A murmur of agreement immediately came from the classmates.
Just then, a girl excitedly shouted, "Teacher Yan is here!"
The girls immediately left Dongfang Yuan and ran to the classroom door to greet the handsome English teacher.
Dongfang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. She whispered her thanks to Mei Lei and turned her gaze towards the classroom door.
Her feelings of anticipation and fear were incredibly complex and conflicted.
Mei Lei, seeing this, smiled faintly, turned on her game console, and started playing as if no one was around.
Yan Yemin walked into the classroom surrounded by students. Clean-cut and tall, he looked nothing like the beast he was in bed or the office, thirstily seeking sex. His eyes seemed to hold a sparkle, making him breathtakingly beautiful. His magnetic voice was like honey, stirring up wonderful fantasies in the girls.
Seeing this completely different image from his office persona, Yuan felt her face burning.
...Why did she have to look!
Realizing that her gaze was the same as the girls', Yuan defiantly picked up an English book and held it in front of her.
"Now, all the girls in the class will see a step up in English, right? =v=" Mei Lei, who seemed engrossed in her game, suddenly blurted out.
Instantly, countless black lines appeared on Dongfang Yuan's forehead.
Ding-ding-ding—the school bell finally rang, and Dongfang Yuan, as if she'd been waiting for an eternity, grabbed her schoolbag and rushed to the school gate. She had a bad feeling that if she left school even a little late, she'd be caught. Thankfully, when she ran home, panting, Yan Yemin didn't appear.
Yay! Thank goodness! Dongfang Yuan put down her schoolbag and comfortably lay down on her bed.
Now, she finally had time to sort out her thoughts.
In the office, since Yan Yemin had mentioned the matter between Bai Cao and herself, didn't he also know about the conspiracy between the fake prince and the knight?
Dongfang Yuan didn't intend to ask Yan Yemin. She had wanted to speak, but before she could, Yemin's words made her abandon the idea.
"From now on, you're not allowed to think about men—women can be spared, but men will be killed."
Kill—Yan Yemin's expression was terrifyingly serious when he said this.
Although she didn't know Yan Yemin's true identity, Yuan felt deep down that he possessed the absolute power to stop those two's conspiracy.
However, she suspected that before rescuing the prince, Yan Yemin might kill him.
He was definitely capable of such a thing.
"Gurgle, gurgle..." Her stomach growled in protest. Reluctantly, Dongfang Yuan got out of bed, went to the refrigerator, and then sadly discovered—it was completely empty. Utterly
broke, even down to the refrigerator. If
it weren't for the recent chaos and her parents' frequent business trips, Dongfang Yuan wouldn't have forgotten to check the food supplies.
Ah! She'd go to the supermarket to buy something to eat. Although the supermarket was a distance from home, it was still within her tolerance.
"How about trying curry chicken rice?" Having made up her mind, Dongfang Yuan changed into casual clothes, quickly tidied herself up, and headed to the supermarket. As she walked home carrying the two large bags, regret kept creeping in.
So heavy! So heavy! So heavy! ...I should have just bought a pack of instant noodles; why did I have to buy so many vegetables, meat, rice, oil...? By the time she laboriously carried the groceries to her doorstep, night had fallen. The night breeze ruffled Dongfang Yuan's long, flowing hair, making her feel exceptionally comfortable. She took out her keys, opened the door, and was about to carry the groceries inside .
Suddenly—someone gently tapped her shoulder.
Dongfang Yuan's hair stood on end instantly, and the two large bags of groceries fell to the ground.
"…………Who…" Dongfang Yuan mustered all her courage and turned around.
Please, please ...
A refined face, a gentle aura, and eyes as moist as black pearls.
—Prince Wan Suya?!
Really?!
Before Yuan could even react with surprise, the boy in the black coat standing before her frowned deeply, pain spreading across his brow. Yuan seemed to hear something dripping onto the ground. Her gaze involuntarily shifted downwards, and she saw the boy clutching his abdomen with his right hand.
On his white tracksuit beneath the black coat, a blood-red flower pattern oozed crimson blood.
"…………Ugh…Ah!"
So much blood!
Just as Yuan panicked, Wan Suya's vision went black, and he collapsed, pulling Yuan down with him.
"Hey!!" Yuan pushed Wan Suya away with all her might.
In his unconscious state, he seemed like an angel fallen to earth, lost in a peaceful slumber.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Regardless of whether it was real or not, she had to save him first. Yuan stood up and dragged the unconscious boy into the house.
A few moments after the door closed, several men in black with mysterious expressions hurried past.
"That was close!" Dongfang Yuan exclaimed with relief after peeking through the curtains at the window.

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