My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (248)

Volume 1 Living with the Beautiful Teacher, Chapter 248: Faintly Visible

Liang Jun saw Zhuang Molan fall, but didn't think much of it. Athletes falling on the field was

commonplace, so he didn't pay much attention. He just stood there smiling, waiting for Zhuang Molan to get up. However, he saw Zhuang

Molan sitting sideways on the ground, her brows tightly furrowed, her face pale, and then large beads of sweat rolled down her cheeks.

Liang Jun then realized she was injured and quickly ran over, squatting down to ask with concern, "What happened?"

Because they were both wearing sportswear—T-shirts and shorts—especially with Liang Jun

in a higher position and Zhuang Molan in a lower position, it was easy to see a glimpse of her chest. Liang Jun hadn't thought of

this ; he just squatted down, and Zhuang Molan quickly moved aside. Liang Jun didn't notice or realize this

, but instead asked with great concern, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Zhuang Molan endured the pain and said, "My ankle, I sprained my ankle." Liang Jun looked and saw it was indeed sprained. In an instant,

her ankle was swollen and thick.

Liang Jun was startled and quickly reached out to grasp her ankle. Zhuang Molan trembled involuntarily. Liang Jun

gently massaged it, and the intense pain made Zhuang Molan tremble uncontrollably, sweat pouring

down Seeing this, Liang Jun felt truly sorry for her, repeatedly muttering, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault." As he spoke,

he looked around for something, but their clothes and handbags were all inside. In his haste, he

even took off his vest. Zhuang Molan asked in surprise, "What are you doing?" Her voice was very soft, even

her surprise was gentle, with a slight lilt, like eating ice cream on a hot summer day—

a gentleness that could melt even stone.

Without answering, Liang Jun picked up his vest and pressed it against Zhuang Molan's face. Before Zhuang Molan could react,

Liang Jun began carefully wiping her face. Zhuang Molan wasn't wearing makeup today; her

skin was as white as jade, and her arched eyebrows and bright black eyes added to its delicate texture.

The flushed face from training and pain made her look even more alluring.

Zhuang Molan never expected Liang Jun to wipe her sweat. Normally, as the station's leading lady

and a star, she wouldn't be delicate, but the station would be, and her fans would be too. They

would be very picky about the towels used to wipe her face. But, she was helpless; Liang Jun was wiping her face with his vest.

Strangely enough, Zhuang Molan wasn't angry; instead, she felt a strange sweetness. She didn't feel dirty at all;

instead, Liang Jun's masculine aura made her feel somewhat intoxicated. However, thinking about Liang Jun being with her

female classmate yesterday, she suppressed that sweet feeling.

After wiping Zhuang Molan's sweat, the two looked at each other for a moment. Liang Jun's face was full of anxiety, while Zhuang Molan

was half in pain and half shy. She was very reserved; even though she was sweating from the pain, she just gritted her teeth and

pursed her lips. Her adorable appearance was irresistible.

Liang Jun was stunned again until Zhuang Molan's face turned completely red, and her eyes were panicked and nowhere to hide. Only

then the two of them had a past relationship and could easily recall certain things.

Liang Jun realized his abruptness, so he looked away without saying a word, bent down, and scooped

Zhuang Molan up, startling the female host who had seen countless big scenes. After a long while, she said, "What are you doing?"

Liang Jun said, "Go find a doctor quickly." Zhuang Molan was already in Liang Jun's arms, her body nestled against

him, her right breast pressing against his chest. Her thigh was also being lifted by Liang Jun's large hand,

making her feel awkward. She protested softly, "Put me down!" Her voice sounded more like a coquettish plea than

a protest.

Liang Jun said, "Don't move, behave yourself." He then strode into the building. At that moment,

two pairs of eyes watched the couple from two windows, their eyes flashing with resentment. Undoubtedly, this was Instructor Wu and

Number 6.

Liang Jun carried Zhuang Molan into the training base building, shouting, "Doctor! Doctor!" No one

paid him any attention. He arrived at Instructor Wu's office, where Instructor Wu was on the phone. Liang Jun, oblivious to Instructor Wu's

thoughts, shouted directly, "Quick, get a doctor! She's injured!"

Instructor Wu feigned innocence, "Oh, all the doctors are out today." Liang Jun, surprised by this, could only say, "

Then come and massage her."

A flicker of resentment flashed in Instructor Wu's eyes, but she still smiled and said, "Wait a moment, the leader

is talking to me about something.

" Only women can decipher a woman's thoughts. Although Zhuang Molan was injured and curled up in Liang Jun's

arms, she understood Instructor Wu's attitude. So, she quietly gestured for Liang Jun to go outside.

Liang Jun , puzzled, asked, "What are you doing?

" Zhuang Molan replied, "I have a private doctor. His skills are top-notch. I don't

trust .

" Liang Jun thought to himself, "What a show-off! Even her doctor needs a special one." Although he had his own thoughts, he didn't

say anything

carried Zhuang Molan to the changing room and said, "Let's change your clothes first." Zhuang Molan thought the same thing and said, "

Okay." So, Liang Jun put her in the women's changing room and went to the men's changing room. He quickly

changed into his own clothes. Being an impatient man, and anxious to help Zhuang Molan, he didn't think twice

and stood at the women's changing room door, asking, "Are you feeling better?"

There was no answer. Liang Jun wondered what was wrong and waited a little longer, forgetting that Zhuang Molan's

ankle was injured and changing clothes was inconvenient.

Just then, standing at the women's changing room door, he heard a soft groan from inside and was startled.

Thinking something was wrong with Zhuang Molan, he pushed open the door.

Zhuang Molan had just pulled her athletic shorts down to her knees when the intense pain in her ankle

made her unable to move.

When Liang Jun entered, Zhuang Molan was only wearing lace shorts, revealing her fair thighs. Both of them

were stunned. Zhuang Molan, somewhat displeased, asked, "What are you doing in here?"

Liang Jun replied, "Weren't you injured?" Zhuang Molan said, "Get out of here, I can manage on my own."

Liang Jun was annoyed, thinking to himself, "What part of your body haven't I seen before? And now

you're trying to pull this on me."

Although he thought this way, he couldn't very well explain that he and Zhuang Molan hadn't been in a romantic relationship to begin with, and

everything that had happened between them was abnormal. He couldn't possibly handle things the same way he had back then.

So, he silently stepped out and waited outside the door. About three minutes later, he heard

another gasp from inside. Liang Jun couldn't bear it any longer and pushed the door open, going in.

This time, the situation was worse. The athletic shorts reached her ankles and wouldn't go any further;

she was completely frozen in place.

She was half-reclining, half-sitting, her face contorted in pain. She was

exhausted from the situation and didn't know what to do.

Seeing this, Liang Jun felt a pang of heartache and said, "You really are too stubborn."

Without another word, he lay down.

Zhuang Molan, at this moment, couldn't care less about anything else and simply closed her eyes, letting him do as he pleased.

Liang Jun straightened her up and helped her straighten her legs, revealing her beautiful legs

to .

Such beautiful legs, long, straight, fair, and delicate. Especially her thighs, the skin was

incredibly smooth and supple, with a few veins faintly visible. Looking further down to her private area, his eyes

were immediately captivated. Zhuang Molan was wearing lace panties, the silky material having a semi-transparent effect.

At first glance, it appeared as just a dark mass, but upon closer inspection, one could vaguely see a tuft of

fine hair, as if a few curved hairs were peeking out from around the edge of the panties. Liang Jun's blood

surged instantly; such a sight was irresistible.

Last time, he had seen Zhuang Molan's body at her house, but that time he was in a very

unreal state, and he was already in the mood, so everything he saw was blurry. His excitement wasn't in

appreciating her, but in releasing his pent-up desires. It was like a starving person eating a plate of delicious dumplings; he only cared about swallowing

the dumplings whole to solve his hunger problem, and after finishing, he didn't even know what the filling was or what it tasted like

.

Liang Jun's wolfish eyes lingered on that private area, taking a cursory look over her entire thigh.

At this moment, he couldn't control his impulses, but even so, he couldn't

do that kind of thing at this time. As a man, doing that kind of thing at this moment would be tantamount to taking

advantage of someone's misfortune that would be the behavior of a beast.

For a mere ten seconds, Liang Jun was distracted. He quickly regained his composure, pulled

down her athletic shorts, and then found her jeans, starting from her feet, and began to pull them up. Because Zhuang Molan

was sweating profusely, the jeans were a bit difficult to put on, so his hands kept

stroking her legs, alternately pulling them up. The sweet, sticky scent on his hands made Liang Jun lose focus several times;

sometimes , even when he didn't need to touch her, he would find an excuse to do so.

Finally, he encountered a problem. Her jeans were pulled up to her hips, but Zhuang Molan

was lying down, her entire body pressed against the bed. To pull her jeans up further, she would have to lift her buttocks,

but her ankles were swollen and she couldn't support herself. In other words, it was impossible for her to lift herself

up. Liang Jun had to do it for her.

Without thinking, Liang Jun reached under Zhuang Molan's buttocks and touched her. He

was startled and heard Zhuang Molan scream in terror. Upon closer inspection, Liang Jun blushed and panicked.

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