【The Witch's Dragon Slayer Chronicle】(Part 1: Junior High School Edition) (Chapter 1: Encounter)

Part One: Junior High School Chapter
One: Encounter
The setting sun bathed the ancient city in its afterglow, the fiery clouds illuminating the busy street vendors;
the cars passing by; the elderly chatting with neighbors while walking their dogs; the pedestrians
hurrying home from work; and the students playing by the roadside. The aroma of food wafted from the old buildings,
flocks of pigeons circled merrily, and the bustling ancient city gradually quieted down.
On a quiet path, a boy walked briskly home.
Beneath his neat short hair, his handsome face was filled with simplicity and naivety, and his clean, well-fitting school uniform and sneakers outlined
his healthy and well-proportioned physique.
His name was Yuan Xiaosong, born into an ordinary family here; his parents were hardworking and simple office workers. As
the only son in the family, his parents loved him dearly, but feared that excessive pampering would ruin his future, so
they were extremely strict with him. From the time he was old enough to understand, his strict father taught him
to be polite to elders, teachers, and classmates, not to bully the weak, and especially not to bully female classmates, etc. "
Sigh
, raising two children alone all these years, it must have been so hard on you."
"Sigh, I'm used to it."
Who was Mom talking to? Xiao Song, who had just reached the door, frowned.
"Mom, I'm home." Hmm? As soon as he entered, Yuan Xiao Song saw a pair of
shiny black high-heeled shoes he had never seen before, adorned with crystal bows.
"Oh, Xiaosong, you're back! Come and meet your new teacher! Teacher Song, this is my son, Xiaosong
. Xiaosong, greet Teacher Song!" On the sofa in the living room, opposite Yuan's mother sat an elegant
middle-aged woman. A dark gray business suit accentuated her slightly plump figure.
Beneath the knee-length skirt, flesh-colored stockings tightly encased her long, shapely legs. She wore
sandals, and pink nail polish peeked from her delicate feet through the stockings.
The neckline of her top was slightly low, revealing a high, full bust, and her flowing long hair partially obscured her fair
skin. Her fair oval face was adorned with exquisite and appropriate professional makeup. Her large, clear eyes, upon seeing the stunned
Yuan Xiaosong, first lit up, then narrowed slightly, a
subtle smile playing on her lips.
"Hello, Ms. Song..." Seeing his beautiful teacher looking at him gently, Yuan Xiaosong blushed
and lowered his head. He guiltily shuffled into the living room, glancing sideways at his neatly stacked
English workbook and a pile of test papers on the coffee table. Beside the teacup, a delicate business card bore the name
"Song Zhenying."
"Mom, what's this?" "Xiaosong, you're about to enter your final year of junior high, and the high school entrance exam is just over a year away.
But your English isn't improving, that won't do! That's why I've hired a tutor for you. Starting this Saturday
, you'll have weekly tutoring..." "No! I don't want a tutor! I'm going to play soccer on Saturdays!"
Before his mother could finish, Yuan Xiaosong loudly interrupted her, his eyes wide with nervousness and fear
. This wasn't entirely his fault; for a 14-year-old boy, the allure of English and his English teacher
was generally far less than that of cartoons, soccer, and video games.
Hearing Xiaosong's sudden shout, Song Zhenying's composed smile froze.
"This child! Why is he so disobedient!" Yuan's mother scolded her son, then turned to
Song Zhenying, whose smile was somewhat stiff, and said, "Hehe, Teacher Song, don't take it to heart! This child is actually quite honest
and obedient. It's all my fault for not communicating with him properly beforehand. Don't worry, I will definitely..."
"I won't make it up! I won't!!!" Yuan Xiaosong angrily rushed into his room and
slammed the door shut with a loud "Bang!"
This time, it was Yuan's mother's turn to freeze on the sofa, her lips trembling with anger: "That brat! Just wait and see
..."
"Alright, alright..." Song Zhenying, who had already calmed down, began to comfort her: "Boys
are like that at this age!"
"Sigh, my son's getting older, harder to manage... But don't worry, Teacher Song, when his father comes back,
the two of us will definitely be able to persuade him!"
"Hmm, don't rush, just remember not to be too rough, that will hurt him. How about we
postpone the original time by a week, and you two try to persuade him again these few days. I've looked at his homework and tests, and to be honest, he
really needs to catch up, otherwise, it will be too late to catch up when he's in the third year of junior high."
"Hmm. He'll understand later that this is all for his own good."
"So, do you think the tutoring location should be me coming to your place, or Xiaosong coming to my house? My place is very
quiet."
"Is it convenient for Xiaosong to come to your house?
" " It's alright. My second daughter is also in the second year of junior high, and she's always causing us a lot of trouble. With Xiaosong there,
the two kids can study together and make progress together. As for the rest, you don't need to worry. He's just a second-year junior
high student..."
"Then... let Xiaosong come to your place. It's so messy here, and his toys and magazines are everywhere
. I'm afraid it will affect his tutoring. Besides, you said it yourself, our two houses aren't far apart, just a few stops. Let Xiaosong
ride his bike there! It'll be good exercise, so he won't always be so attached to his parents!" Mother Yuan smiled broadly,
speaking eloquently, but in her heart she was thinking: You're coming to my house? Don't be ridiculous! You're so devastatingly beautiful, and you're a widow!
If my deadbeat husband sees you like this, even if he thinks you're a decent guy, I'm afraid something might happen!
If you two cause trouble, how am I supposed to live?!Song Zhenying nodded gently, stood up, and said, "Alright, then I'll take my leave now. The price will remain as we 　　just agreed. If you can persuade your child, then we can have them bring their books and pens next Saturday at 1 pm 　　." 　　 "Oh! Thank you so much, Teacher Song!" Mother Yuan saw Song Zhenying to the door, and after exchanging pleasantries...

Watching Song Zhenying's graceful figure, Yuan's mother breathed a sigh of relief: "Phew, she left just in time. Luckily, my husband won't be back for a while, otherwise..." She secretly gloated at the door, 　　unaware of the even more smug smile on
Song Zhenying's face, who had her back to her 　　 ... 　　 A week later, under the combined pressure of the Yuan couple's carrot and stick approach, Yuan Xiaosong finally obediently stood at Song 　　Zhenying's door. 　　 "Who is it?" a sweet female voice came from inside. 　　 "Excuse me, is this Teacher Song's house?" The door opened. Yuan Xiaosong looked up and saw a 　　tall, fair-skinned young woman, a good head taller than him. Her long, jet-black hair was tied back with a blue bow. On 　　her delicate, oval face, a pair of large, dark eyes shyly looked her up and down. A 　　pristine white sundress accentuated her youthful and alluring figure, revealing a large expanse of 　　snow-white skin on her chest, her high, firm breasts rising and falling gently with her breath. 　　 Most unbearable was the fact that the girl seemed to be braless; the faint buds on her chest made Yuan Xiaosong 　　feel dizzy, short of breath, and his cheeks burn. Never before had he been stared at like that by a beautiful woman; he was so ashamed he 　　wanted to disappear into the ground. 　　 "Who are you?" the girl asked with a smile. 　　 "Um... my name is Yuan Xiaosong... Is this Teacher Song's house? I'm here for tutoring..." 　　 "Oh, it's Yuan Xiaosong, come in quickly!" A familiar voice came from the living room behind the girl, 　　"Yuexin, really, don't just block the door, let him in." 　　 "Okay!" The girl responded, stepping aside to make way for him. Yuan Xiaosong quickly lowered his head and 　　slipped past her. As he passed her, he secretly saw the girl's long, smooth legs and a pair of slender 　　, snow-white feet in her slippers, her ten delicate toes twitching playfully... 　　 Is her name Yuexin? What a beautiful older sister! Beautiful person, beautiful name too... But why is she 　　staring at me like that? Is there something on my face and body? Xiaosong didn't dare to think too much and slipped into Song 　　Zhenying's living room with his head down. 　　 This was an ordinary yet elegantly furnished three-bedroom apartment, very clean and tidy. A faint scent of perfume 　　filled the room, refreshing and pleasant, seemingly mixed with a hint of a woman's fragrance 　　... 　　 "Come, Yuan Xiaosong, sit down! Don't be shy, make yourself at home." 　　Completely different from their last meeting, Song Zhenying was wearing only a short-sleeved dress and was making him tea. 　　 "It's so hot, you must be thirsty, have some water first." "Yes, thank you." " 　　Did you bring everything?" 　　 "Yes, I did." Yuan Xiaosong sat awkwardly on the soft, comfortable sofa. To hide his nervousness 　　and embarrassment, he took the teacup from Song Zhenying, but just as he was about to drink, he suddenly felt someone staring at him 　　. 　　Huh? The cup stopped at his lips; Yuan Xiaosong almost instinctively found the source of the gaze. He turned his head 　　and saw a bedroom door slightly ajar, revealing a bright, large eye 　　peeking at him. Realizing he'd been exposed, the eye widened sharply, followed by 　　a scream of "Ah!" as the door slammed shut. 　　 The voice sounded like a girl's. 　　 "Hehe, that's my little daughter, Yueshan," Song Zhenying said, walking towards the closed door. "Yueshan, 　　come out quickly, we're about to start class." 　　 "No way!" The slightly childish voice sounded muffled by the wooden door. "I don't want to go 　　to class with him! I want to play with my sister!" 　　 "Sigh…this girl…" Song Zhenying glanced back at Xiaosong helplessly. "Let's go inside first, 　　and her sister can call her later." 　　 "Huh? Isn't class here?" Xiaosong's eyes widened in surprise; going inside meant entering the bedroom. 　　His parents had always taught him that he shouldn't enter a girl's bedroom casually. 　　 "Hmm, this isn't suitable. Come with me." Song Zhenying led Xiaosong into her bedroom without further ado. 　　 The next two hours were completely unexpected for Yuan Xiaosong. Unlike other tutors who were 　　aloof and self-absorbed, Song Zhenying first helped him relax through casual conversation, 　　then accurately identified his weaknesses through simple tests. 　　 Seeing how professionally Teacher Song had developed a long-term tutoring plan for him, the greatly encouraged Xiaosong 　　began to genuinely admire this beautiful, kind, and responsible aunt. He shed his initial 　　reserve, shyness, and taciturnity, and began to listen attentively, take notes, and answer questions. The two hours 　　passed quickly… 　　 "Thank you, teacher! I'll be going now. Goodbye, teacher!" Yuan Xiaosong bowed deeply to Song Zhenying. 　　 "Okay, goodbye. Don't forget next Saturday at 1 p.m.." After smiling and seeing the student off, Song Zhenying gently 　　closed the door. Her two daughters were already waiting for her on the sofa in the living room. 　　 Guan Yueshan, wearing a tank top and shorts, sat cross-legged on the sofa. Her slender figure and budding 　　breasts indicated she was still developing. Her willow-leaf eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and she pouted, 　　saying, "What? I don't see any difference between him and my classmates!" But in her heart, she thought: "Besides being 　　more handsome than my classmates and TV stars..." 　　 Guan Yuexin, still wearing a sundress, lazily crossed her legs and half-reclined, asking suspiciously, "Mom, all these 　　years, the reincarnation of the dragon you spent half your life finding... could it be this kid?" Thinking of her mother ...The story they'd told her, a tale almost straight out of a fantasy novel, and 　　the events that were about to unfold between them and him, arranged by their mother, made Guan Yuexin's face flush red, her heart pounding wildly. 　　 "Hehe, I knew you two wouldn't be able to hold back. Don't worry, darlings, wait until he comes a few more times, and when the time 　　is right, I'll prove it to you. By then, you'll be lucky if you two don't fight over him." Song Zhen

Ying looked confident.
"Mom, I don't understand. Since you said that precognition isn't 100% accurate, why
not just use mind control to verify his identity today?" Guan Yuexin asked, puzzled. "What if the ancestral calendar's calculations are
inaccurate..."
"Silly girl, that won't do. Mind control might make him feel like he just fell asleep, but when he wakes up, he
won't understand why he fell asleep... So, now is not the time."
Clearing her throat, Song Zhenying said seriously, "I know what you're thinking. To be honest, I'm
also skeptical of this legend. However, this matter has been passed down for thousands of years, and it's not
just our clan that's telling this secret. Therefore, I'd rather believe it than not, and I have to
try it no matter what. If it's true, then our clan will surely be invincible in the world and regain its former glory."
Saying this, she looked at her two daughters meaningfully. "You've asked me many times why
our witchcraft contains techniques related to 'witchcraft and lovemaking'? Why can our clan's witchcraft make
women naturally beautiful, yet I've always strictly disciplined you and remained chaste for over a decade, never
touching a man again? And why do you show such favor to a seemingly ordinary boy?"
Taking a deep breath, Song Zhenying gazed into the distance: "You
'll soon understand the answers to these questions..."
…
Gradually, Yuan Xiaosong and the Guan family mother and her two daughters became acquainted. Although Guan Yueshan, who was the same age,
was perhaps shy and spoke little to him, the lively and cheerful Guan Yuexin made him, an only child, deeply
wish he had such a sister. As for Song Zhenying, needless to say, compared to her, current English
teachers could practically pack their bags and go home. The three women also seemed to have fallen for this handsome, kind, and innocent
boy…
A little over a month passed quickly. Finally, one day…
“Xiao Song, why don’t you take a break? I heard from your mother that you’ve recently signed up for two more tutoring classes?
” Today, Song Zhenying prepared a rather difficult test for her student. While he was answering the questions, she
paced back and forth behind him, stopping occasionally to answer some of the questions.
“It’s okay, Teacher Song, I’m not tired.” Yuan Xiaosong, who was hunched over his desk answering the questions, glanced gratefully at his teacher before
burying his head back down.
“Also, Xiaosong, you don’t need to call me Teacher Song at home anymore, just call me Auntie.”
“Oh…” The boy was about to speak when he suddenly felt a fragrant breeze on his right cheek, followed by a sudden tightness behind him,
as if something soft and warm had pressed against him. A slender hand rested on his left shoulder.
He vaguely looked to his right and saw that his beautiful teacher’s face was now very close, her flowing black hair gently brushing against his
earlobe. Yuan Xiaosong felt a strange, tingling sensation spread throughout his body like an electric current. He
tensed up, feeling a suffocating shock that almost made him faint.
"Auntie... Teacher...?" the boy asked tremulously.
"Xiaosong, you can't answer this question like that!" Ignoring the boy's embarrassment, Song Zhenying
pointed to a question on the test paper and said loudly.
"Ah? Oh...! Then... how should this sentence be translated?" The boy, as if waking from a dream,
had his gaze drawn back to the table.
"Hmm, listen carefully..." As Song Zhenying's cherry lips slowly opened and closed, almost touching his earlobe,
the boy's eyes slowly lost their sparkle, his expression became blank, and his hands slowly and limply fell
to his sides.
"Xiao Song? Xiao Song, classmate?" Seeing that the boy didn't respond to her calls, Song Zhenying didn't leave
his body. Instead, her left hand slid down his shoulder, gently caressing the boy's flat and firm chest, while her right hand quietly
rested on his firm thigh, slowly stroking it, gradually slipping inside the cuff of his shorts. Her
cherry lips lightly nibbled at the boy's earlobe...
"Bang!" The door was suddenly flung open, and the two sisters, who had been spying outside for a long time, rushed in
. Startled, the beautiful woman reluctantly released her prey, letting her daughters surround
the boy who had already been captivated.
Curious, Guan Yueshan first waved her hand in front of Xiaosong's eyes. Seeing no reaction, she nudged his
body: "Haha! So much fun! Just like a puppet!"
Cautious Guan Yuexin asked, "Mom, is this the mind control technique you taught us? It's amazing! But
are you sure he won't suddenly wake up?"
Her mother glanced at her smugly and said, "Hehe, you underestimate me!
Even if the sky falls later, he won't wake up, let alone now. And he won't retain any memory during this time."
She paused, then added, "Alright, Yueshan, stop fooling around! Yuan Xiaosong, now slowly stand up."
"Yes…" The expressionless boy slowly stood up.
"Go to the bedside and sit down."
"Take off your shirt, shoes, and socks."
"Lie down on the bed."
The boy carried out the orders like a robot, finally lying naked on
the double bed in the mature woman's bedroom. If Song Zhenying's series of commands, reminiscent of a circus animal trainer, only
amused and intrigued her daughters, her next actions truly left them speechless.
She first had them sit on chairs opposite the bed, then took off her slippers, climbed onto the bed, and gently knelt
beside Xiao Song. Her hands trembling, she grasped his waistband and began to pull down his pants.
"Mom! What are you doing?!"　　 "I'm going to cast a shallow spell in a moment. This will cause his body to heat up significantly. Wearing clothes
will 　　seriously harm his body. What? Weren't you here to verify his identity?" Despite her age and experience...

Both were far superior to her daughter, but looking at the boy's smooth, well-proportioned back and strong waist, Song Zhenying couldn't help but
squeeze her full thighs
together. "..." Guan Yuexin was speechless, while Yueshan was completely unable to speak. She
held her breath and stared blankly at Yuan Xiaosong's back.
"I was afraid you two couldn't handle this kind of stimulation, so I had him lying on the bed." Song Zhenying's hand
hesitated for a long time at Xiaosong's waist, and finally gritted her teeth, grabbed his shorts and underwear, and slowly but firmly pulled
them down...
When the boy's healthy and delicate skin and well-proportioned and strong body were fully displayed before the mother and daughter,
Guan Yueshan couldn't help but scream and cover her eyes with her hands. Unable to resist the temptation of the handsome boy's pure body, she curiously
peeked at every inch of his flesh through her fingers, her face as red as a big apple.
Compared to her younger sister, Guan Yuexin was three years older. The moment Xiaosong's buttocks were exposed, she abruptly lowered
her head, biting her finger hard. Then, she stubbornly raised her head, her beautiful eyes bravely
staring straight ahead.
Song Zhenying swallowed hard, laboriously sitting cross-legged, her hands hovering above Xiaosong, and began chanting
incantations… As she chanted, the unconscious Yuan Xiaosong on the bed began to tremble slightly.
A ferocious, powerful dragon faintly appeared on his back, with tiger whiskers and phoenix claws, majestic and imposing, as if
it might burst forth from his body at any moment!
The two sisters stared in disbelief at this ancient symbol of imperial power and rule. Guan Yueshan's hands unconsciously
fell to her sides; she was so stunned that she was frozen in place like a statue. But what surprised them even more was yet to come
…
Song Zhenying's eyes shone with delight. Although she was drenched in sweat, she worked even harder to activate the magic
. A few seconds later, beautiful golden dragon scales began to appear on Yuan Xiaosong's legs and shoulders.
As the power of the magic grew stronger, more and more golden scales appeared,
extending to his upper arms and collarbone. At the same time, the dragon on his back, whose lines were already very clear, began to shine
even brighter, and a sweet, earthy fragrance (ambergris) filled the room.
"What… what is this smell… it smells so good…" Yueshan exclaimed.
Smelling the delicate fragrance, the sisters' gazes gradually became hazy. Unbeknownst to them, their mother's
witchcraft had forcibly opened the gates of the dragon's body. Now, Yuan Xiaosong's armpits and groin emitted a
"masculine fragrance" powerful enough to turn any chaste woman into a wanton harlot. Normally, this scent was imperceptible to mortals, only
increasing gradually with the boy's age to enhance his attractiveness to the opposite sex. Only when encountering
a beloved woman would it be secreted slightly more for courtship. Unexpectedly, now, stimulated by powerful witchcraft
, it was leaking out in large quantities, becoming a rare aphrodisiac.
The two inexperienced sisters felt like ants on a hot pan, their private parts slowly seeping
out a trickle of honey-like fluid. Yuexin, with slightly stronger self-control, was somewhat better off, but Yueshan couldn't help but moan softly while caressing
her body, pressing her legs tightly together and rubbing them forcefully.
Song Zhenying was in no better shape than her daughter. Having been single for many years, she felt incredibly hot and restless, wanting nothing more than to pounce on Yuan Xiaosong and "take him right 　　there and then.
" However, a sliver of reason told her— not yet. 　　 Sensing that continuing would lead to disaster, she quickly withdrew her magic. Instantly, the scales 　　and dragon tattoos on Yuan Xiaosong's body slowly disappeared, and his alluring fragrance ceased. 　　 "Alright, you've seen it with your own eyes. Now you should believe me!" Song Zhenying said. 　　 "Um, Mom, I…I want to see what's ahead…is that alright…?" Guan Yuexin's voice trailed off, 　　becoming almost inaudible. She lowered her head in embarrassment, her cheeks burning like embers. 　　 "Well…that's possible, but I'm afraid you won't be able to control yourselves…" Song Zhenying 　　said, though she herself felt the same way, but her pride prevented her from acting on it. Now that her eldest daughter's words were exactly what she wanted 　　, fearing that Yuexin might change her mind, she quickly leaned forward, one hand on her shoulder and the other on her waist, and gently 　　turned Yuan Xiaosong around. 　　 "Ah!!!" The three women exclaimed simultaneously, and Guan Yueshan almost fainted. 　　 Beneath Xiaosong's crotch, a pink penis lay quietly asleep with its owner, 　　completely unaware of its impending tragic fate. The foreskin was short, and even in a flaccid state, 　　the pink glans was fully exposed, reflecting a beautiful sheen under the light. 　　 The boy's pubic hair was sparse, and due to frequent cleaning, his entire lower body appeared clean and youthful, without 　　any unpleasant odor. The two testicles playfully rolled within the scrotum as the body turned, stimulating 　　the women's sensual nerves. But what surprised and excited Song Zhenying the most was the size of the penis. Yuan 　　Xiaosong himself and the Guan sisters, who had never seen a man's body before, were unaware that his penis 　　was much larger than that of boys his age, almost reaching the size of an adult man's. 　　 "So big... It's already this big now, I wonder how many girls it will seduce in the future! The shape is so 　　beautiful too, I really want to take a bite..." Song Zhenying, who was closest to him, almost spitting fire in her eyes, stared straight at 　　Xiaosong's penis, completely forgetting everything else, unaware that her two daughters had reached their limit of endurance. 　　 "I... Mom... I... I can't take it anymore!!!" Guan Yueshan suddenly let out a soft moan, 　　jumped off the chair, and pounced on Yuan Xiaosong's body without even putting on her slippers! Guan Yuexin was 　　on the verge of a mental breakdown, startled by her sister's actions, and it was too late to stop her. 　　 Song Zhenying was also awakened by Yueshan's shout, she grabbed her daughter who was rushing towards her, and the two rolled onto the bed. 　　 "Yue Shan! What are you doing! Are you crazy?!" 　　 "Mom! I can't take it anymore! I...I want to...ahhhhh!!!" Yue Shan struggled and screamed hoarsely .i=65> She screamed desperately. At this moment, Yuexin also ran over and, together with her mother, subdued her sister's crazy behavior.

"Shanshan! Calm down!" Yuexin cried out, "Mom, I'm almost done for too! Why don't we
...?"
"No, no! Absolutely not! Today's magic has already depleted a lot of his vital energy. If we forcibly
take over his body, it will completely destroy him!" Song Zhenying gasped for breath and said, "Besides, it's almost 4
o'clock now. If we don't wake him up, he and his family will become suspicious!"
"Waaah...you...you're so mean...you just gang up on me...waaah..." Knowing that there was
no hope today, Yueshan buried her face in her mother's arms and cried loudly, weakly pounding her
two closest relatives with her small fists as she cried. Yuexin, with a blank expression, slowly rolled off her sister. The three of them
lay on the bed, drenched in sweat, each already starting to make their own little plans...
...
"Hey...wake up...Xiaosong...wake up..." A faint voice came to her ears, and
the boy, who had been dressed again, slowly opened his eyes.
"Where...where am I...what happened?"
Yuan Xiaosong asked groggily, looking at Teacher Song's concerned and gentle gaze beside the bed.
"You, sigh, you've really been working too hard lately. You were asleep just now, haha." Song Zhenying had already
returned to normal.
"Ah!? I'm sorry, Teacher Song! I...I really didn't mean to!" The boy, who had just sat up, couldn't forgive
himself for his rude behavior of sleeping in class, and lowered his head guiltily, not daring to look the teacher in the eye.
"Hehe, look at you, child. Your teacher isn't blaming you at all," Song Zhenying
said with a smile, gently patting Yuan Xiaosong's head. "Xiaosong, you've made great progress lately, and your teacher is very proud of you. But don't put
too much pressure on yourself. If you ruin your health, I won't be able to explain it to your parents. Also, didn't I tell you?
Just call me Auntie."
"Ah... Auntie, I'm sorry... What should I do now..."
"Sigh, I already said it's not your fault. Here's what we'll do: when you get home today, tell your parents you
took a test here today. Don't tell them you slept, or they'll scold you."
A sly glint appeared in the beautiful woman's eyes: "From now on, I'll teach you until 2 PM each time. For the remaining hour, you
can rest here or play for a while. I'll only charge you half the tuition; you can manage the rest yourself, okay
?"
"Ah!? Really!? That's great..." Yuan Xiaosong, whose face had just lit up with joy, suddenly said again, " No, no
, that's not right, I can't do that!"
"Hehe, okay, we'll talk about this later. How are you feeling now? Is there anything uncomfortable
?" Song Zhenying gently took Xiaosong's hand.
"Oh... I don't feel anything special." Feeling Teacher Song's concerned gaze, Xiao Song awkwardly
pulled his hands away from hers. "I just feel a little tired... I don't know why..."
"Well, that's good. It's getting late, you should go home early, your parents
will worry if it's too late..."
"Huh... Ah!? It's already 4:30?!?" The boy, who had just seen the clock on the wall, was shocked.
He jumped out of bed and said with a mournful face while packing his schoolbag, "Oh no, I'm definitely going
to get scolded by my parents when I get home."
"Hehe, don't rush, don't forget anything. Remember what I just told you."
"Yes! I'll go now, goodbye Auntie!"
"Wait! Hehehe, this child." Song Zhenying leaned against the door frame with a charming demeanor, watching Xiao Song's
back as he rode away on his bicycle in a daze. She didn't look like a teacher taking a student home from school, but rather like a wife taking her husband to work
. Thinking of the boy's strong and muscular body she had just seen, the young woman felt a tightness and itching in her lower body.
She staggered back to the living room, only to find her eldest daughter already waiting there.
To be continued…

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