My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (52)

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Volume 1 Living with the Beautiful Teacher 052, Lifting the Teacher's Blanket

Che Jiayou completely ignored Liang Jun's dejection, and simply said to himself, "

We've already made every effort regarding Teacher Xia's injury. We've paid for her treatment and provided care. We've done what

we have done. Morally and legally, we've done our part. So, the next step, if

we give out this one million dollars, we need to clarify the responsibility. We can't let things remain unclear.

Whoever is responsible should be responsible. All the care and medical expenses are included in this one million. Don't

put everything on our shoulders."

Che Jiayou spoke from a moral standpoint. He was only

doing this unlike Liang Jun who was entirely driven by emotion and gratitude, never considering

whether it was a loss or unfair.

Just now, Liang Jun thought Che Jiayou had changed his mind and was secretly lamenting, unsure of what to do next.

Now, hearing Che Jiayou's words, he realized that Che Jiayou had actually been thinking this way, and felt a sense of surprise.

How could he possibly insist on anything anymore? Besides, after several twists and turns, he had gradually come to understand some things.

He had done everything he could to repay Teacher Xia's kindness, and it was precisely for this reason that his aunt had encouraged Che

Jiayou to spend so much money. He had spent a lot of money on food and supplies during this period. Especially since Yao Yao had

schemed and forced Che Jiayou to hand over a million US dollars—that money was so unfairly given.

His aunt was doing it because of him, Che Jiayou was doing it because of his aunt, Yao Yao was doing it because of him, and Che Jiayou was doing it because of Yao Yao.

If it weren't for Yao Yao and his aunt, where would Che Jiayou have given him a single penny? Furthermore, without him,

who would Che Jiayou even know about Teacher Xia? Who would give her a single penny?

Che Jiayou had truly done everything he could. It was only right to be discreet; to insist on

anything would be ungrateful.

Heaven knows how a teenager like Liang Jun could think so much. He nodded hastily, like

a chicken pecking at rice .

Che Jiayou had no idea that this kid had thought of so much in an instant. He simply

continued : "You've noticed it too, this family is strange. They completely ignore their daughter's injuries, only

asking for money. So, we need to be vigilant. We need to clarify this account and not easily transfer funds."

Che Jiayou was a businessman, and as he spoke, he used business jargon. It was precisely because he was

a businessman was exceptionally cautious and vigilant when it came to financial matters.

This was something Liang Jun hadn't expected. He nodded thoughtfully.

Che Jiayou rambled on for a while, and seeing Liang Jun nodding repeatedly, his attitude was particularly sincere compared to Xiao Yao's frequent

mood swings . This made him feel very comfortable, giving him a sense of satisfaction in teaching someone. He waved his hand and

said, "Hurry up and rest, I'm going back."

Just as he was about to leave, he saw his third aunt standing at the door, staring at him without blinking. He casually asked,

"Aren't you going out for a walk?"

His third aunt was still feeling very uncomfortable because of Liang Jun and Xiao Yao's commotion the night before. She had an unvented

emotion churning inside her, and now Che Jiayou's unintentional question was interpreted by her as him

playing a riddle on . Her face flushed red, and she followed him awkwardly. Che Jiayou hadn't thought much of it at first, but seeing his third aunt's

expression, he suddenly realized something. Thinking that he hadn't had sex in a long time, he pulled his third aunt out to

the suburbs and started having sex in the car. They say thirty is like a wolf, forty like a tiger. Since

Liang Jun caught them together, Auntie San and Che Jiayou hadn't been intimate, and a lot of pent-up emotions had built up. Now, in the heat of the moment, they made love several

times in a row, incredibly frenzied, leaving Che Jiayou quite embarrassed afterward, repeatedly saying, "This woman, I can't mess with her."

Liang Jun, however, hadn't noticed Auntie San and Che Jiayou's affair. He was lost in thought, and after a long while, he smelled

a strange odor. To be honest, it wasn't a pleasant smell; frankly, it was

the smell of someone's crotch. If Liang Jun didn't shower for a few days, he would emit that very embarrassing odor. He thought to himself:

"I'm so ashamed, I haven't showered for days. It would be so embarrassing if someone smelled it."

But then he thought, wait a minute, after he and Yao Yao did *that* last night, Yao Yao specifically lathered her

private parts with soap and rubbed them with her little hands. Then the two of them

lathered each other's bodies with soap, so how could there be a smell after just one night?

Thinking this, he twitched his nostrils, following the scent, and finally found the source:

it was the smell of his physiology teacher, Ms. Xia.

This time he discovered another secret: such a beautiful teacher could have such an unpleasant

odor. Then he realized: that's it, the teacher has been sitting in the courtyard for a long time, and without showering for so long, she would have that

smell.

Thinking this, he had a strange feeling. Even a beautiful teacher could have a smell; it was really making

his heart race.

He stood there, staring intently at his teacher. Even after such a long period of unconsciousness, she remained

stunningly beautiful. However, her body was in danger of developing bedsores if she wasn't cleaned soon. But there was no one here to help him

. Besides, he was familiar with her private parts; he had no reservations about her,

probably had already had that kind of contact. And if Tang Shao hadn't interfered, he and his teacher

would have been intimate that night.

This was a high-risk ward; no one would come here. Liang Jun hesitated for a moment, then finally made up his mind. He found

a damp towel and lifted the blanket. Although it wasn't the first time he'd seen her private parts, his heart still pounded uncontrollably

when he lifted the blanket . This time, she was wearing a very delicate embroidered dress, tied at the front and back with a small pink string; the front of the trousers barely covered that mysterious area. 　　Liang Jun struggled to control himself, telling himself, "First, give me a bath." 　　With unwavering determination, he thoroughly washed his teacher's front and back, especially her chest . The two breasts, neither too big nor too small, soft and smooth as snow, easily grasped in his hands, were frequently touched by his fingers, feeling an exceptionally comfortable sensation. Unable to resist, he would hold them in his hands and fondle them. 　　Finally, the last step arrived. Liang Jun pulled the small pink string, and the two embroidered panels opened.

It revealed a place that the man could never get enough of looking at, could never get enough of doing. He tossed the towel over again, wiping

that area inside and out, every nook and cranny. He

even spread Xia's legs apart, and if necessary, lifted them up, carefully cleaning every detail. He was surprised

to find behind the slit, where she defecated, there was actually a fleshy tuft.

Now, the entire area was spotless, and he began to carefully observe every detail.

She seemed different from Teacher Ouyang, Teacher Chuchu, and Xiaoyao. Her labia

weren't so separated, more like her body, subtly closed, and exceptionally clean, without

a single black spot. Parting her labia slightly, the inside was pink and refreshingly clean.

Liang Jun's lower body was already rock hard, bulging his pants high. Looking at that

art-like area, he felt an impulse: since there were only two of them, why not put his

thing inside?

Thinking this, he unzipped his pants, and his manhood

stood . He straightened the teacher, spread her legs, and lay down on top of her. Just as he was about to reach

the entrance, he saw the teacher's beautiful face, which was calm and still, without sadness, joy, sorrow, or

worry. His heart suddenly pounded: "What am I doing? This is my mentor!

She gave me the hope of life in the most dangerous moment, and this is how I repay her? By putting

my thing in when she doesn't know anything? How immoral!"

Thinking this, he quickly got off the bed, fastened the teacher's trousers, and covered her with a blanket.

But his manhood was still relentlessly arousing. He had no choice but to turn around, grab a towel, and head to the bathroom

. But the door opened.

Teacher Ouyang came in from outside. She immediately saw the erect manhood and became suspicious.

Looking no one else was in the room except Teacher Xia lying on the hospital bed. She then stared at Liang Jun warily.

Liang Jun, already feeling guilty, became even more uneasy under her gaze. He said, his tone sharp but his voice weak, "What are you looking at?"

Teacher Ouyang asked seriously, "What did you do?"

Liang Jun was startled and said, "No, nothing."

Teacher Ouyang, of course, didn't believe his lie and pressed on, "Nothing? That can't be right?"

Liang Jun, feeling guilty and somewhat angry, and with nowhere to escape, resorted to his usual shameless act, saying:

"You don't believe me? Then I'll prove it to you."

He said, reaching out to grab her. Teacher Ouyang angrily shook off his hand, saying, "What are you doing?"

But Liang Jun was incredibly strong, and in no time, he dragged her into the bathroom. Teacher Ouyang, of course, knew

what he was going to do, so she tightly covered her pants, whispering, "You can't do this.

We can't do this anymore. You and Xiaoyao..."

Her words only fueled Liang Jun's lust. He straddled Ouyang's legs,

pushed her up, and pressed her against the dressing table. Then, with his right hand, he unzipped Ouyang's

pants and pulled them down to her knees, revealing her full, round, white buttocks. Ouyang cried out in surprise, "Ah,

you can't take both of us..."

Before she could finish speaking, Liang Jun thrust his already hard member inside her. Ouyang's remaining words

turned into a suppressed moan.

This is where Ouyang's contradiction lies. On one hand, she feels a sense of sin, and on the other hand, she enjoys

that fulfilling feeling.

Back at her lodgings, Ouyang kept thinking about that scene. She hadn't forgotten Liang Jun's embarrassed and

uncomfortable look when she entered the room. She was convinced that Liang Jun had developed feelings for Teacher Xia, and she felt she had to stop him from

taking things further because she was responsible for Yao Yao. She had to persuade Che Jiayou and find a way to separate the two of them.

Thinking this, she went to find Che Jiayou, but as soon as she entered, she found someone else in Che Jiayou's room.

Ouyang couldn't help but feel unhappy when she saw this person. This person was wearing a dress, with a face like a peach blossom and eyes like

autumn water, incredibly beautiful. However, she had a shaved head, but even so, she gave off

an extremely stunning beauty.

A wave of sorrow washed over Ouyang: "Che Jiayou's skills at seducing women have really gotten the better of him; 　　he'll seduce any woman he can find.

" Just as he was about to leave, the man spoke: "Mr. Che, if you're not going to give me face, how about having someone else say hello?" 　　Ouyang was startled; it was clearly a man's voice. 　　Che Jiayou chuckled, but changed the subject, introducing Ouyang: "This is Sister Yan." 　　Ouyang nodded woodenly to Sister Yan and called out, "Sister Yan." 　　Sister Yan turned and glanced at Ouyang, merely nodding slightly, then turned back to Che Jiayou, asking, " Mr. Che, what exactly are your plans?" 　　It was that same rough, hoarse voice, which gave Ouyang an indescribable feeling. 　　Che Jiayou's expression turned serious. He picked up a cigar from the table, cut it open with scissors, slowly lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke before saying, "Sister Yan, how should I put this? It involves ." 　　Sister Yan's face darkened, and she stared intently at Che Jiayou, saying, "You mean there's no room for negotiation?" 　　Che Jiayou's face also turned cold. He said, "Sister Yan, do you think I should throw away my own face to save someone else's?" 　　Sister Yan's face turned ugly. She stood up abruptly and said, "Che, you've said all the nice things. Think about it yourself . You've never been to Shanghai, but you must have heard of Shanghai Bund. Du Yuesheng's descendants aren't all dead." 　　With that, she picked up a small bag, swayed her hips, and walked out. 　　Ouyang couldn't help but glance at her sideways and was startled. Sister Yan was 1.7 meters tall, broad-shouldered, and thick-waisted, with dark . 　　She couldn't help but ask, "How come this woman is even more fierce than a man?" 　　Che Jiayou laughed, "He's a man, but he insists on being called Sister Yan. Apparently, she's a very famous ." 　　Ouyang was shocked, speechless for a long time, not understanding why a man would dress like a woman. After a long while, she finally remembered and asked, "How do you associate with someone like that? What did he want with you?"

Mr. Che smiled wryly, "I'm not associating with him, he's the one who's causing me trouble." — I wrote 11,000

words , don't rush me anymore.

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