My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (84)

Volume 1 Living with the Beautiful Teacher 084, Squeezing the Man Dry

When Liang Jun was in a hurry, he was always flustered and

rushed forward without even taking off his pants. When he entered the little princess's body, both of them let out long moans.

After a whirlwind of passion, Liang Jun ejaculated amidst the little demon's high and low cries.

After a brief dizziness and exhaustion, Liang Jun pulled the little demon up and held her in his arms. The two young and

energetic bodies were pressed tightly together, saying nothing, thinking nothing, just

embracing each other in the empty internet cafe. After an unknown amount of time, the little demon began to wriggle, and a small hand

reached down and grasped Liang Jun's penis.

Liang Jun, being young, naturally accepted the challenge without hesitation. Something inside him had grown, and like

a cobra , it stood erect and slipped into that honeyed crevice. He felt every pore on his body open up.

He picked up Xiao Yao, who then wrapped her legs around his waist. Liang Jun supported

her buttocks with both hands, occasionally letting his fingers explore the crevice between her legs. Then, he

carried her and moved from room to room, turning on the lights in each room. In the bright light,

the two of them would change positions and postures, sometimes placing Xiao Yao on the computer desk, sometimes turning the chair

so that Xiao Yao would kneel on it while he vigorously pushed her from behind.

The two of them made love three times in the room. Liang Jun was a little tired, and his area was also

a bit sore. He started talking to Xiao Yao casually. Seeing that it was getting late, he said, "

Let's go back."

But Xiao Yao reached out and grabbed his manhood again. Liang Jun was shocked and said, "You want to do it again?"

Xiao Yao blushed and nuzzled his chest with her head, saying, "I want to squeeze out all your bad luck so

you won't give it to anyone else."

Liang Jun secretly groaned, but said aloud, "I won't give it to anyone but you."

Xiao Yao then said, "I think your sister..." "Sister, you're no good at all. Look at the way you look at your brother, it's not like

a sister looks at her brother!"

When Liang Jun heard her mention Ya Fei, he quickly defended himself, "Let me tell you, she and I have nothing going on.

We're just siblings."

Xiao Yao pouted and continued, "And that girl from your hometown, she seems honest, but she's actually a seductive

vixen . The way she looks at you is like a cat that's been stealing fish."

Liang Jun was both amused and exasperated, thinking, "What nonsense!"

But he had to put on an act and coax her silently, finally managing

to coax this fearless princess back home.

The next day, Xiao Yao arrived at the internet cafe early in the morning. She had nothing to do, couldn't sit still while surfing the internet, and didn't like talking to

the two employees. She was really bored. Finally, she waited for Liang Jun, who was yawning repeatedly, and then she became lively,

circling around Liang Jun.

Liang Jun knew she was there to keep an eye on him, but he had no time to care.

His mind was completely focused on his internet cafe. Only five people had come all morning, earning him a mere

ten yuan. After deducting electricity costs, there probably wouldn't be much left.

He anxiously ran outside, looking at the bustling street, wondering why

no one was coming in to play.

His mouth was sore from the morning, and he couldn't even eat lunch, just sitting there in a daze.

This time, he truly experienced the bittersweet realities of running a business. The constant anxiety of not having customers

was agonizing; when customers came, he worried about their satisfaction. It was a burden no one could easily bear.

He now truly understood Uncle Qin and Uncle Qin's good intentions and began to regret his

impulsive to get involved in this mess.

He almost sighed and lamented in front of everyone.

Back at his lodgings, Liang Jun couldn't help but sigh softly in front of Sun Xiucai. Sun Xiucai seemed

not to hear, continuing to rest with his eyes closed. Liang Jun went to the bathroom and soaked in the huge pool that could be used as a swimming pool

for half an hour before returning to his room and lying down.

Before he could fall asleep, Sun Xiucai seemed to be talking in his sleep, muttering, "Youth is good; there's plenty of time

to make mistakes."

Liang Jun listened intently and asked, "What did you say?"

There was no response. Liang Jun wondered, "What does he mean? In the end, it's still

me who made a mistake. Why should I be allowed to make mistakes?"

He spent the next two days hanging out in internet cafes, but still without any improvement. He considered advertising,

but after searching around, he couldn't find a way. By the third day, he couldn't go anymore because school had started.

Liang Jun applied to Huayang High School, which was

six . So, Liang Jun bought a bicycle and, the next day,

went to school wearing slightly worn jeans and a white shirt.

Following the instructions over the loudspeaker, he found Class 17 of the first year of high school. At the gate, he unexpectedly ran into a

familiar face—a very, very familiar person: his foreign sister, Yafei. She was dressed very simply that day.

When she saw him at the gate, her face flushed, her eyes drooped to the ground, and she whispered, "I'm in Class 10."

Then she hurriedly walked away.

Liang Jun thought to himself, "Damn, what's going on?"

He quickly forgot about it and turned to enter the classroom. The classroom was chaotic; several boys dressed in

designer clothes were standing in the aisle between the desks, chatting and joking.

The boy in the middle was wearing an expensive-looking t-shirt tucked into his belt

, Nike shoes, and slicked-back hair. He frequently smoothed his hair with his hand, and upon closer inspection,

a Patek Philippe watch could be seen on his wrist.

He was talking mysteriously, but his eyes were scanning the class. Liang Jun initially didn't pay attention. He

quietly went to the back, found a seat, and began to observe the class.

This was Liang Jun's habit; he believed it was best to sit in a corner, especially when the situation was unclear,

as this allowed him to be both offensive and defensive.

There weren't many girls in the class, not many pretty ones, but not particularly unattractive either. After scanning the room,

he finally noticed the conversation among the boys standing there.

The conversation was mainly centered on the well-dressed man in the middle, while the others

listened with fawning smiles as he recounted his tales of the underworld.

"Back then, my grandfather was sitting not far from the commander. When the commander came to Shanghai, he specifically requested my grandfather's company, you

know? The scale of the operation—dozens of guards alone, you know? But my grandfather never

understood who that old man was, that made the commander travel all the way from Beijing to Shanghai to see him. And that kid, only a teenager—

the commander only allowed him to convey knowledge; no one else was allowed to get close. You know?"

His words finally attracted some attention, and many looked up at him gossiping. He

became , smoothing his hair with his hand as he continued.

Liang Jun realized they were talking about him and found it somewhat amusing. The person these people considered incredibly mysterious was actually

sitting right next to them. He wasn't interested in what this person was saying. Just then, a text message came in, so he looked down at it and started

fiddling with it. Suddenly, he felt something was off. It was so quiet all around. He looked up and saw a girl

gracefully walk in. Her long, flowing, golden-brown waves cascaded down her waist like seaweed. Her baby-white skin

looked as if it would spring water with a flick. She had willow-leaf eyebrows, large, lake-like eyes, a delicate nose, and

cherry-like lips. With just a touch of light makeup, she was stunning.

Her slender figure, especially her long, shapely legs, was the envy of anyone. At 170cm

tall, even in flat shoes, she was a model's height! However, she looked cold, without

a trace of a smile.

Liang Jun could hear the men around him swallowing hard. Everyone's eyes were fixed

on her.

At that moment, the girl looked around and realized there was only one empty seat left in the classroom; the rest were all

occupied . After a moment's hesitation, she went to the desk and sat down.

Liang Jun quickly felt the gazes around him, like countless invisible arrows hurled at him, threatening to kill him

.

He didn't turn his head, but he could already sense the powerful aura of the girl beside him and

the fragrance emanating from her.

Although Liang Jun, like everyone else, enjoyed being with beautiful women, he was more

composed than anyone else in the room. He had developed a deep sense of world-weariness when it came to beautiful women.

Chu Chu, Ouyang, Xiao Yao, Xia Yunqing, Xia Yunni—weren't they all stunning beauties? Even Ya Fei, who came to

Class 17, might not be inferior to the one beside him.

He had developed a strong immunity to it, so he didn't show much surprise or flattery,

continuing to fiddle with his phone as usual.

The boy who had been gossiping in the room cleared his throat, wanting to continue, but realizing everyone's attention was

already drawn to the beautiful woman who had just entered, he lost interest and returned to his seat to rest.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses walked in. He walked to the podium, adjusted his glasses, and then

said, "Welcome everyone to Class 17. I'm your class teacher, Fan Weitao. Now I'll start calling roll

."

Everyone immediately perked up their ears, mainly wanting to hear the name of the girl who had just come in.

Soon, the class teacher called her name; it was Lu Qingci.

Everyone remembered this name.

Liang Jun also remembered another person's name, the guy who stood in the center of the class, always showing off his

Patek Philippe watch and his grandfather—his name was Ge Lin.

Next, the class teacher, whose name sounded like a comedian's, started organizing everyone to elect class officers.

Half an hour later, the class officers were chosen. Liang Jun still only remembered two people: the class monitor, Peng Bo,

and Youth League secretary, Lu Qingci.

After the class officers were elected, class monitor Peng Bo led a few boys to get their new books, and then class was considered over.

Liang Jun was flipping through his new book when someone nudged his elbow. He turned around and saw it was the beautiful Lu

Qingci .

Liang Jun nodded and asked, "What is it?"

"It's like this."

Lu Qingci carefully considered her words, but her attitude remained cold, without a trace of a smile.

"Could you please change tables?"

"What do you mean?"

Liang Jun didn't understand.

"I don't know you well, and I don't want to sit at the same table as a boy. Could you please go somewhere else?"

Lu Qingci finally revealed her meaning.

Liang Jun hadn't expected her to mean this, and his face immediately burned with embarrassment, feeling discriminated against.

However, he remained calm and said, "I was here at this table first."

Without hesitation, Lu Qingci took out two hundred yuan from her bag and placed it in front of him, saying, "Is this enough?"

Liang Jun became even more annoyed. It seemed he was truly unwelcome; she was willing to pay to get him

to leave.

He smiled and pushed the money away, saying, "I've seen this much money before. Just tell me which table I want to sit at

."

Lu Qingci looked up and glanced around, but couldn't find a single empty table.

She had no choice but to say, "We'll talk about this later. But remember, if there's an empty seat, please leave immediately."

Liang Jun immediately replied, "Don't worry, I'm in a hurry too."

Lu Qingci didn't think much of his words and glared at him.

Liang Jun was really annoyed by this disrespect, so he got up and went outside. Just as he reached the door, he ran into

Ge Lin, who was returning with a few other guys. When he saw Liang Jun, his eyes lit up, and he quickly pulled him

aside.

"Hey buddy, let's talk about something."

"No need to talk, I agree."

Liang Jun didn't even look at him and walked out.

"Hey, damn, this guy, he knows why I'm looking for him, and he already agreed?"

Ge Lin stood there, bewildered, and exclaimed to the two people next to him.

Liang Jun walked around the playground to calm himself down, then went to the restroom before returning to the classroom

. Unexpectedly, Ge Lin was still standing there. Just as Liang Jun was about to go inside, Ge Lin blocked his way.

"Hey kid, do you know what I asked you to discuss that you agreed to?"

Before Liang Jun could answer, someone suddenly appeared from the side, grabbed him, and said, "Xuan, get out of the way, don't fight."

Liang Jun turned his head and saw that it was Ya Fei. It turned out that Ya Fei had seen someone blocking him and, worried he was being

bullied, had quickly come over to pull him away.

Liang Jun said, "Sis, it's okay, they're my classmates, they're talking to me about something."

Ya Fei left, still somewhat doubtful. Ge Lin's eyes widened, staring intently at Bei

Ying'er as Ya Fei left, muttering, "Damn, is that your sister? Which class is she in?"

Liang Jun changed the subject, saying, "You just wanted to switch seats with me, didn't you?"

Ge Lin's eyes widened again, and he chuckled, "Hehe, that's interesting, you're so sensible."

So, the two went inside and switched seats. At this time, Lu Qingci was nowhere to be seen, and Ge

Lin sat there alone, grinning from ear to ear.

When class started, Lu Qingci returned. She looked at Ge Lin with a puzzled expression, then searched around for Liang Jun, her face

grim. She then lashed out at Ge Lin.

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