My Teacher

Final exams are in two weeks. Good heavens, all I've done this semester is play around. It's impossible to pass at Peking University in two weeks. Even those who study hard manage to get over 70, let alone someone who's been playing around all semester. I had no choice but to go to my professor's house to try my luck with some practice questions.

I took a taxi to her house, which is north of Peking University. The meter showed 17.00 yuan. Let me tell you about our professor. She's currently a PhD student, and although she hasn't graduated yet, she's already teaching us second-year students.

She's not very tall, about 1.65 meters, with flowing long hair and fair skin. As for her figure, she's only slightly more voluptuous than a model. To be honest, I don't like models' figures; they're just for looks, not for practicality… haha! She has a somewhat ladylike appearance.

But don't be fooled by her looks; she's actually quite capable. She always walks briskly, her thinking is very jumpy and energetic. In her class, I'm one of the few people who can keep up with her train of thought. Thinking about it, I arrived at the teacher's door. Although it looked like an ordinary residential building, it was home to professors from Peking University.

"Knock knock." I knocked twice.

No response. Was the teacher not home? But there seemed to be a light on inside.

I knocked a few more times before I heard a slightly impatient voice from inside: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Professor Liu."

The door opened, and the teacher was wearing a pink silk camisole nightgown, her hair casually tied back, and her full, fair feet in kitty slippers.

"Oh, it's you. Come in."

She said, letting me in. This wasn't my first time at Professor Liu's house, but this time it felt different, a bit messier than before.

"Please sit wherever you like." She went back to the writing desk in the living room and continued writing something in her notebook.

I found a place to sit on the sofa opposite me from a pile of newspapers.

"Didn't you go out with your girlfriend this weekend?" she asked me half-jokingly while typing.

"No, I don't have a girlfriend."

The teacher looked up at me, and I lowered my head a little embarrassed.

"Hehe, I saw you and Jesus outside last time... umm..." Teacher Liu spoke quickly, but her logic and rationality were no less than those of someone who had thought things through carefully.

"No way, you must have seen wrong."

"Hehe, I'm not your counselor, what's wrong with having a girlfriend? You're blushing. Hehe, okay, I won't ask anymore. By the way, I didn't give you any water on such a hot day, so why don't you try the coffee I just learned to brew? I'll put some ice cubes in it for you, that'll be iced coffee."

Teacher Liu said so much in one breath, I had no choice but to agree. The teacher went straight into the kitchen, and as Teacher Liu stood up and turned around, I saw her bra through the side of her slip dress, light pink, which I really liked.

"Do you need my help?"

"No need, just sit down."

Just what I wanted, I went to the teacher's desk and poured the medicine I had prepared into her water cup, then went to the sofa to continue making the coffee I was waiting for her to drink.

After a while, the teacher came out with a cup of coffee.

"I didn't add ice; I thought it would ruin the coffee. Wait a minute, it might be a little hot now."

I tested the temperature of the coffee with my lips; it was indeed a bit hot. I put it on the coffee table.

"My house is too messy; I've been busy writing my thesis lately and haven't tidied up."

She said, starting to gather the newspapers on the sofa. As she picked up the newspapers on my left, the teacher looked down and I think I saw her pink nipples through her bra. My little brother involuntarily became a little engorged.

The teacher carried a large pile of newspapers to the balcony, gently pushed open the door with her foot, and placed the pile of newspapers aside. Oh my god! The shape of the teacher's underwear was only visible for a fraction of a second as she bent over, but the impression is enough for me to remember for a lifetime. My little brother started to react, so I immediately grabbed a magazine from the coffee table, opened it, and placed it between my legs.

The teacher sat down next to me. "Why aren't you studying for finals? What are you doing here?"

"I missed you, teacher. Besides, being with you is studying, and chatting with you is much more effective than studying." I realized I might have inadvertently revealed the purpose of my visit.

Teacher Liu got up and went back into the kitchen. I looked at her back—her full hips, slender waist, and snow-white skin. Oh my god! Good heavens!

The teacher placed a box of sugar cubes and a carton of milk on the coffee table.

"I forgot to get you these earlier; otherwise, they'd turn into Chinese medicine."

We both laughed, and the teacher went back to her desk to continue typing.

"Hey! I've been quite busy lately, writing my graduation thesis. Oh~~ I haven't finished my PhD yet, you know."

I nodded, my eyes fixed on the teacher's beautiful figure. From my angle on the sofa, it was easy to see her fair legs, but I didn't dare change my angle. I calculated that if I turned 10 degrees to the left and 20 centimeters down, I could definitely see her underwear.

"Hey! I've been writing until midnight every day lately. I had only just gotten up when you arrived."

I realized I had been a bit late for the professor, so I stood up and said, "If you're busy, I won't bother you any longer."

"Sit down, you have to try my coffee. Besides, my thesis is almost finished. I've been feeling dizzy these past few days, it'll be good to have someone to chat with." "

Professor Liu, you're so busy, you should take care of yourself and not overwork yourself. What will I do if you collapse?" Yes, if you collapse, what will I do if you're not the one setting the exam questions?

"Hehe, you're so good at talking." The professor was actually quite pleased.

"I'm serious."

"Do you know why I'm so good to you among so many students?" The professor suddenly became a bit serious.

"Because I'm handsome?" I teased.

"Hehe, you are quite handsome. But that's not the main thing. The main thing is that you are more sincere than others!"

Actually, I believed that too. Competition at Peking University is fierce. Everyone buys reference books and immediately covers them, then places them spine-side down on their bookshelves so no one can tell what they're reading.

As for magazines, it seems like I'm the only one in my dorm who buys them; borrowing money is out of the question. Every semester, some students from wealthier families who couldn't afford to go home would borrow money from me, forcing me to cancel my plane ticket and have to take the plane back home.

They promised to treat me to a simple meal as repayment when school started, saying they knew I wouldn't take the money back. Damn it, I never borrowed money from them again, except for one dormmate from Guangdong.

He wasn't the stingy person we usually think of from the South; on the contrary, he was very generous and had a bit of a江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) spirit, so we were best friends. While I was getting practice questions from Professor Liu, he was getting them from other professors. Looking back on my four years at Peking University, he was my only friend.

I blushed a little.

"Hehe, your face is red again. Why do you blush so easily?"

I didn't say anything, picked up the coffee and tested the temperature to my lips. It was a little hot, but still okay, so I took a small sip. It tasted good, with a rich coffee aroma, but it was a bit bitter for me. I picked up a sugar cube, added one, stirred it with a spoon, and tasted it again. Still a bit bitter, so I added another cube, stirred, and hmm, this time it was better; the sugar brought out the full aroma of the coffee.

"You're quite cautious,"

I said nervously, looking at Professor Liu.

"You didn't add the sugar directly but tasted it first, and you didn't add milk either. Milk would ruin the aroma of the coffee. This is better than many older professors; they add sugar first, then taste it, and then add milk. What flavor is that? What's the difference between that and drinking sweet water?"

Oh, is that so? I was startled. I smiled but didn't say anything.

The professor also took a big gulp of water. "How's the coffee?"

"Mmm, it smells great."

"Hehe, that's why I like coffee. I used to drink Nestlé, thinking coffee was just for staying awake. Then a foreign teacher gave me some coffee beans, and I learned to make coffee myself. I never expected coffee to be so delicious."

"Then why aren't you drinking any, teacher?" I asked.

"I'm not drinking anymore, my skin will be ruined if I drink any more." She touched her face as she spoke. Indeed, Teacher Liu must have been staying up very late these past few days. She had dark circles under her eyes, a few fine wrinkles on her skin, and her eyes weren't as bright as before.

"Teacher, you should take care of yourself and get some rest."

"I'll talk about it when I'm done with this." She took another big gulp of water as she spoke.

I remembered that I had put an aphrodisiac in the teacher's water. The shopkeeper assured me that it would be very effective, but I still bought two servings and put them in together. Mainly because I was afraid that if the teacher only drank a few sips, it wouldn't have any effect. Now the teacher had probably drunk the equivalent of one serving of the drug.

"By the way, have you thought about what you'll do after graduation?" the teacher asked me.

"I want to pursue a master's degree in economics or sociology, and then start my own company. I feel that most companies these days are quite unprofessional. I want to create a company truly based on honesty and integrity." That's definitely my idea.

"Great! Do it well. I'd love to work for you then."

"Haha, you're joking, teacher. Being a teacher is great, especially at Peking University. Not too busy and the income is pretty good."

"You're still young, you only see the surface. The competition is quite fierce these days," Professor Liu said meaningfully.

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