Teachers working overtime in the lab

On the evening of December 31st, most classmates had returned home for the New Year's Eve celebrations. Those like He Xinyu and Su Beijun, who are from Taipei, naturally gathered at the New Year's Eve party with a view of the Taipei 101 fireworks, enjoying the crowds and joy with hundreds of thousands, even millions, of people. Thinking about how Teacher Chen wasn't feeling well and couldn't join the fun, and how lonely she'd been growing up, knowing she'd rarely had the chance to experience the youthful exuberance of normal life, I felt sad and lost all anticipation for the New Year. I just wanted Teacher Chen to recover quickly, and ideally, to give me a few roundhouse kicks to prove she was back.
I casually flipped through the local newspaper. Huh? Read novels and watch movies at .dedelu.co! The Chiayi New Year's Eve party invited the immature chuunibyou Hsieh Ho-hsien who wrote a letter criticizing Cheng Chieh, and the taxi butcher Makiyo… Seriously, spending New Year's Eve with these people is less fun than staying home and masturbating! And masturbating at home is less fun than visiting Teacher Chen to see if she's alright, or if she needs any errands.
No, it wasn't because I was bored during the New Year's Eve that I thought of Professor Chen Xiangyi. It was more like I was giving myself a reason to see her. After all, visiting my university professor so frequently is already beyond reasonable limits. But as her student assistant, it's perfectly reasonable for me to go and check on her when I heard she wasn't feeling well, right? Ahhh, whatever, I just wanted to see her, I didn't need any reason!
Seeing that the light in her dormitory was on, she probably hadn't gone to sleep yet, I mustered the courage to ring the doorbell.
A minute or so after the doorbell rang, Professor Chen answered the door, looking pale. When she saw me, she seemed surprised and her body trembled slightly. Then she closed the door, and after a long while, she opened it again. I could tell she had fixed her bangs, and then she forced a smile.
Good heavens, Professor, what happened to you? You look worse than when you have your period!
"Teacher, are you alright?" I asked with concern. The beautiful woman before me resembled Lin Daiyu from *Dream of the Red Chamber*, seemingly fragile enough to be blown away by a gust of wind, yet her features were so exquisite that I longed to embrace her.
"I'm fine. Have a seat." The teacher, dressed in a full blue tracksuit, gestured for me to come in with a blank expression, then turned on the TV and casually flipped through various channels for the New Year's Eve broadcast.
"Do you have a cold? Should I go buy some ginger soup?" Right now, I genuinely wanted to run errands for the teacher, no longer cursing her for mistreating me in my mind; I just hoped she would recover quickly.
"No need. I'm just participating in Chen Xiangyi's little human experiment. I've taken some medication." After saying that, she lazily lay down on the sofa watching TV, but I knew she wasn't really engaged in the show. She was just politely keeping me company; she was actually feeling very unwell.
That despicable Chen Xiangyi! As a medical doctor, she actually used her own twin sister as a test subject! If I don't make sure you're thoroughly ravaged when you come back for winter break, I'm not the Secretary-General of the Shanghai Municipal People's Government! (It wasn't her to begin with, just someone with the same name.) Seeing my indignant expression, the teacher probably knew what I was thinking. She slowly turned on her laptop and started playing the horror movie "Sadako 3D." No, it wasn't a horror movie. I saw a woman with her head drooping and her face obscured on the screen, and I thought
it was Sadako. It turned out she was on a video call. The woman on the screen struggled for a long time before finally managing to lift her head from the messy bed. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were lifeless, and her cheeks and eye sockets were sunken. It took me a while to recognize that it was Chen Xiangyi!
"Sis, are you alright?" Compared to the teacher's condition, she still looked like a human being, but Chen Xiangyi on the screen was already half a ghost.
"Yeah, was that Brother-in-law Diaoping just now?" Although she looked so haggard that she was about to die, she still managed to crack a little joke.
"Junior sister, take care!" I slipped in from outside the camera's view, worried about her health.
"Sis, you rest first. Happy New Year. I'll explain to Xiaoping later." The teacher immediately ended the call, not wanting Chen Xiangyi's body to bear any more burden.
"Although my sister and I possess naturally high intelligence and outstanding beauty, we also have some rare congenital diseases. Chen Xiangyi pursued her medical doctorate hoping that one day she could liberate us from these torments and also benefit other patients with similar conditions." Although the teacher looked unwell, she still emphasized how beautiful she was; fine, I won't criticize her this time.
Before I could recover from my shock, the teacher took a sip of water and continued, "Some minor illnesses flare up like this." Damn, she calls that a minor illness? She's practically half-dead. Although Chen Xiangyi can be quite clueless at times, I felt sorry for her. After all, we've been intimate for almost a year.
The teacher asked, "You know that experiments need to be divided into experimental and control groups, right?" I nodded.
"I'm in the experimental group this time. We both fell ill almost simultaneously, but I'm still okay because I'm taking the medicine she developed. As the control group, she can only muster her strength to barely fight off this illness. But don't worry, we've only had this illness less than ten times in our entire lives." Wow, how could I not be worried? Thinking about how they were tormented by this disease to the point of being unrecognizable, compared to the overly healthy image of our teacher, I felt really sorry for them. (Read novels and watch movies at .dedelu.co) It turns out I misunderstood Chen Xiangyi. The teacher said she was taking medicine. I originally thought Chen Xiangyi had forced her to take the medicine, which made her feel unwell. It turns out she said she had already taken the medicine and felt better.

"So what exactly is this disease?" I was curious about what kind of disease had such a long onset period, but I had never heard of a similar condition.
"We don't know yet," the teacher replied with a wry smile.
"Chen Xiangyi did say that after she finishes her research, she will name it Gracechen syndrome," the teacher continued.
"Teacher, have you ever been a control group when other illnesses flare up?" I asked with concern.
"Yes." The teacher gave me a meaningful smile, and later I learned how significant that was to her life.
Wow, Chen Xiangyi, you better get better soon, and then quickly research a magic medicine that can make you two sisters lively and energetic again. I can forget all your past idiocy, I just hope that you two will be healthy from now on, and that I won't have to be a control group that doesn't take medicine anymore.
"Then I won't bother you any longer, teacher. I'll take my leave now."
Hearing that I was about to leave, the teacher said understandingly, "You don't have to rush off. You can wait until the New Year's Eve countdown on TV before going back." After all, for kids like us, the New Year's Eve countdown is very meaningful, but right now I really just want the teacher to rest more.
"Teacher, have you ever celebrated New Year's Eve?" Looking at the clock on the wall around 11 pm, I still thought about this.
"No, was it fun?" The teacher asked me lazily, her left hand behind her head and her right hand holding a cushion.
"I went to Taipei for New Year's Eve once when I was in my first year of high school. It was quite fun. The traffic around the venue was incredibly congested. It took me ages to get there. When I got tired, I would just board a bus stuck in traffic, say hello to the driver, and sit down to rest without paying. The bus was completely stuck and couldn't move at all." The teacher listened with great interest.
"At the venue, you'd be constantly pushed and shoved by the crowd. You didn't even have to move your feet; you'd just be automatically pushed to the front of the stage!" I stood up and exaggeratedly gestured to simulate the experience. The teacher glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"Teacher, you really should go! It's so much fun!" Seeing the childishness that an 18-year-old boy should have, the teacher first smiled at me like a kind mother, then lowered her head with a look of disappointment.
By the time she regained her composure and faced me again, I had already rushed into her bedroom as fast as I could, and using my memory from last time, I brought out everything I needed.
"Xiaopingzi, what are you doing?" Ignoring the Empress Dowager's question, I continued decorating as I pleased.
"We're spending New Year's Eve here!" I brought out all the plush toys from the teacher's bedroom and filled the sofa and coffee table.
"Monkey, just because your girl is pretty doesn't mean you can be so arrogant. Is she prettier than my girlfriend?" I grabbed the teacher's wrist with my right hand and pushed the male monkey among the two plush toys in Leofoo Village with my left, giving him a thug-like provocative look, wanting him to see if Teacher Chen Xiangyi next to me was a super hot girl.
"Bear, don't be so rude, you keep pushing and shoving, you bumped into me! Where are you from? My cousin knows the leader of the brown bears in Angola, the capital of Alaska." Then I turned around and pushed the bear plush toy behind me, poking its chest with my index finger.
"Little Pig, what's wrong with you now? Just because you're a candidate for Taipei mayor from your Emperor Palace-style apartment complex, you think you're so great?" The innocent Little Pig was also dragged into this.
Then I ran to the coffee table and grabbed the collar of the mouthless Kitty plush toy: "Speak up, you think you're so high and mighty just because you're cute?" After seeing me busy provoking the whole circle of plush toys, the teacher's brows, which had been slightly furrowed due to discomfort, relaxed, revealing a helpless, exasperated smile.
Seeing the teacher's charming smile, I suddenly had an impulse. I completely forgot that the person in front of me was the legendary teacher who had failed a third of the students in a semester, a witch who believed those who obeyed her lived and those who defied her died. I actually rushed over, and in the instant when the teacher was half-jokingly covering her chest with her hands, her brows slightly furrowed, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile, I lifted her up, letting her legs wrap around my neck, and carried her tall figure like a father carrying his daughter. Her head almost hit the ceiling.
"Can you see the stage now?" I continued to simulate the New Year's Eve party scene, weaving among the puppets, and accidentally bumped into a pig puppet. I even jokingly went over and kicked it twice: "So what if you're the mayor!" This made the teacher laugh out loud.
The teacher initially struggled to get down, but after a few seconds, she seemed to fall in love with the view and feeling. She held my head in her hands, her crotch pressed tightly against my neck, enjoying the mundane television program while pretending to be immersed in a New Year's Eve celebration.
"Teacher, isn't it nice of you to have me and so many other people here with you to celebrate the New Year?" I said, hands on my hips, looking quite pleased with myself for making her laugh.
"Hmm," the teacher replied, and we both quietly enjoyed watching Mayday on TV.
"I used to like them so much, but after I joined the Communists, I stopped liking them." The teacher suddenly started reminiscing about her teenage years, even imitating Ashin's raspy voice: "I have my own path, I have my own dream, the world in my dream, even if it's all in vain, the path I've walked, only has hope, I hope the words we spoke, are kept in my heart, one day..." Every time I hear the teacher speak Taiwanese, I feel a sense of novelty, especially since this time she sang Mayday's "Foolish Man." I really hope there are more hardworking, simple people in this world, and fewer cunning and shameless villains.

"Put me down." I carefully helped the teacher back down from more than two meters above the earth's surface to the dormitory floor, ending the brief, gentle embrace. Why did I impulsively run to help the teacher end her loneliness, to bring her into my crazy world? It's because there's an absolute in life; some things, if you don't do them now, you'll never do them in your life. And I knew, looking at the teacher's innocent expression, that this was what love looked like. I knew I would stubbornly protect the teacher's starry sky with unwavering devotion. Long live love!
"Xiaoping, thank you." The teacher, with her back to me, took my hands and gently wrapped them around her waist.
"Who gave you permission to hug me!" The teacher turned around to look at me with feigned surprise, but her body made no struggle whatsoever. Damn it, she was clearly the one who wanted to be the indirect perpetrator.
"Since I'm sick and can't resist, I'll reluctantly let you hug me, thus excluding the subjective element of your crime of coercion against your will." Then the teacher sat proudly on my lap, her hands on mine, quietly letting me hug her, sharing the New Year's Eve celebrations across Taiwan on TV.
Loneliness is a person's revelry; revelry is a group's loneliness. Now, the teacher and I simultaneously possessed the beauty of loneliness and revelry, indulging in our warm world together.
I inhaled the sweet fragrance of my teacher's youthful scent, gazed at her pure, jade-like neck, and placed my hands obediently on her flat, firm abdomen. Suddenly, I felt a strange unease, like the "secretly growing" description in my childhood textbooks. Damn it, in such a warm atmosphere, little Ping, you better behave yourself! I desperately tried to use my willpower to stop this weapon between my legs that wouldn't listen to its own whims, but just like the trend after the Huaihai Campaign, the supposedly incorruptible and people-loving Kuomintang army was still inexplicably slaughtered by the CCP. Damn it, I still got an erection!
Feeling the sudden appearance of a rod-like object under my butt, my teacher turned around and glared at me, a little annoyed that I had ruined the atmosphere. Then she adjusted her posture, letting my penis lie flat through her jeans, nestled between her thighs.
The teacher slowly shifted her position back and forth, gently rubbing her buttocks against my small breasts, bringing me indescribable pleasure. From behind, I could see that her breathing had become slightly more rapid. Later, I gently held her hands and used a little force, skillfully letting my swollen penis rub and caress her from her crotch to her mons pubis through my pants. After
rubbing like this for a while, I realized that my jeans zipper, whether due to friction or because someone had secretly pulled it down, had slowly slipped out of the hole in my underwear, miraculously dribbling past two obstacles like Ronaldo dribbling a ball
, and emerged from the jeans zipper! Just as I realized my blunder and was thinking about how to save face, I was shocked to discover that, oh my god, the teacher's athletic pants were also slipping down with the slow movement of her waist, revealing half of her fair buttocks and cleft.
"Strange, it's uncomfortable no matter how I sit. Your thighs are defective." Damn it, if you don't like sitting, you can get off! The teacher deliberately complained about my thighs, using this as an excuse to keep sliding her body until her sweatpants slipped down to expose her entire buttocks, and my swollen glans slowly approached her genitals, finally the tip of my penis approaching the entrance of her vagina, just like the first time I ejaculated in class.
The tip of my penis could feel the wetness of the teacher's vaginal opening, but the teacher was completely unaware, still complaining that my thighs were uncomfortable to sit on, but she had no intention of getting up or pulling up her pants. She just kept rubbing my penis under the pretense of adjusting her sitting position, constantly using her labia majora to squeeze my penis back and forth and massage it, until the middle of my penis was covered with the teacher's secretions.
Just as the pleasure in my penis was gradually increasing, an even greater pleasure suddenly struck. The tip of my glans had already entered the opening of the teacher's soft organ. The teacher was still complaining that it was uncomfortable to sit there, and then she let my glans penetrate her body, pushing through layers of moist, tender flesh, straight into her warm depths.
"Did I say you could have sex with me!" The teacher suddenly turned her head and glared at me fiercely.
Damn it, I think she was the one who willingly put my little penis into her vagina, so why is she suddenly acting so aggressively now?
"Do you know Shao Yanling?" Huh? Why is she suddenly asking about this person? I know her. She was nominated by President Ma Ying-jeou as a Grand Justice, but was criticized because of a controversial case, and the matter was ultimately dropped. She is the Chief Justice of the Criminal Division of the Supreme Court.
"She once remanded a case of sexual assault against a three-year-old girl for retrial on the grounds that it did not violate the girl's will. This is because Article 222, Paragraph 2 of the Criminal Code stipulates that those who commit aggravated forced sexual intercourse under the age of 14 shall be sentenced to imprisonment for not less than seven years; Article 227, Paragraph 1 of the Criminal Code stipulates that those who commit 'consensual sexual intercourse' with boys and girls under the age of 14 shall be sentenced to imprisonment for not less than three years but not more than ten years. Therefore, she wanted to determine whether the perpetrator violated the girl's will. In fact, I think her point is correct, because the Criminal Code's provisions regarding the concept of sexual autonomy for boys and girls under the age of 14 are vague, so even consensual sexual intercourse is subject to severe penalties, commonly known as quasi-rape. Think about it, if consensual sexual intercourse is punished so severely, doesn't that worsen the perpetrator's status? Of course, if it's forced, the punishment is even more severe. Therefore, since we have already stipulated that the sexual autonomy of boys and girls under the age of 14 needs to be protected, the question of whether it was forced sexual intercourse should be examined more strictly." Unfortunately, the case was turned into a political maneuver because of the person who said it. "Oh, so to put it simply, besides the difference in the severity of the sentence—even if that guy hadn't violated the girl's will, he would have been sentenced to a heavy penalty anyway; it's also about the difference between applying Article 222 and Article 227—violating the girl's will results in a heavier penalty! So actually, Shao Yanling's opinion in this case is in line with the spirit of strict review of criminal law, and it's not that close to the verdict of the so-called 'dinosaur judge.

' "So I don't count as forced sexual intercourse or taking advantage of someone." Looking at the teacher's "pretending to be polite" (Taiwanese: a hypocritical and arrogant expression) defense, with her waist constantly twisting, I also played along with this remark.
"Hmph, you're still guilty, regardless of whether it was against her will—Article 227, Paragraph 1, I'm not even 14 years old yet." The teacher pointed to her dimples with both index fingers and said coquettishly. Damn, this old lady who's 7 years older than me is actually acting cute for me.

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