There were two English classes in the afternoon. At noon, the temperature rose. Wen Lan took off her woolen coat. The light pink turtleneck sweater showed her figure very well. Her bulging breasts made Tang Xian feel dizzy. At the age of 16, she was young and Mu Ai, and her eyes were involuntarily hot.

Wen Lan held the textbook and walked in the corridor, but she never dared to come to Tang Xian. However, when she looked at Tang Xian several times, the beautiful teacher's eyes couldn't help but move away, obviously a little embarrassed.

Tang Xian was a little curious. He didn't even know whether Wen Lan got married or not in his previous life, so there was no way to talk about the marriage change. However, when he was caught in this scene today, Tang Xian felt a little uncomfortable. The beautiful teacher was cold and beautiful, and the more rare intellectual temperament was filled with. Even Tang Xian, a guy who had seen too many beauties, was a little drunk. Which man is so idiotic, who would divorce?

The eldest son of Tang had completely ignored it. In fact, it was Wen Lan's divorce.

Perhaps it was because he had already had a showdown with Wen Lan, and Wen Lan would no longer deliberately target Tang Xian. Her tender and sexy lips spit out a series of fluent and standard words, which made Tang Xian feel a little dazed. If he hadn't had a mature mind, it would be a very enjoyable thing to sit and listen to Wen Lan's lectures like this.

Tang Xian's review progress these days has covered the high school stage. Except for some content that needs to be memorized, the rest has been mastered. He did nothing in one class and just held his cheek and stared at the beautiful teacher. Wen Lan was so nervous that he pronounced several words wrong.

After class, Wen Lan called Tang Xian out of the office and walked to the corner of the stairs. Then she looked at Tang Xian, who was lazily in his pockets and said angrily: "If you don't listen to the class carefully, why are you watching me for?"

Tang Xian didn't expect the beautiful teacher to be so straightforward. He paused and then said, "Isn't it normal to see the teacher in class?"

Wen Lan was blocked by Tang Xian's words, but she was a little angry and didn't know what to say. She held the lecture notes in her arms, her slender and sexy legs were stretched straight. Seeing Tang Xian, she finally put away her lazy look. After a while, she said softly: "You should focus on studying now, and I don't want to say anything else. You are not young anymore. You should also know the big truth. You are going to high school with half a year left. The teacher just hopes that you can all get a good grade..."

Tang Xian was a little funny when he heard this. He knew that the beautiful teacher was referring to the incident last semester, but that was a scene that had been in Tang Xian's memory for more than ten years. When he recalled this time, the specific situation was already blurred, but the amazing softness and warmth that came from his palm at the beginning was still unforgettable.

"I don't know why, I just like to see you..."

Tang Xian shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

He has a good impression of beautiful teachers. He has a ignorant favoritism established in his teenage years. Even if he is reincarnated, he still cannot forget it. Tang Xian can only rely on his own reason to control it, but it cannot be eliminated.

Wen Lan heard this and a strange look appeared on her pretty face. She stared at Tang Xian for a while, then said helplessly: "You are so precocious, right..."

It’s just that she was secretly in love with her students. Even though she was in a bad mood at the moment, she still felt a little sweet in her heart.

The relationship between teachers and students is easy to develop good feelings. Students like teachers because there are too many examples of subject-oriented subjects. However, people's rationality lies in the fact that this feeling will gradually fade after maturity, and then transform into the purest teacher-student relationship. So even if Tang Xian said this, Wen Lan was not too worried. In her opinion, as long as there is enough time, Tang Xian will jump out of this feeling.

For emotional education for underage students, you should not be too stiff, but should be subtle and gentle, otherwise it will easily cause shadows in the students' hearts.

Although Wen Lan felt that Tang Xian's psychological tolerance was already strong enough, she really couldn't scold Tang Xian for this issue.

"Then tell me, what do you like about the teacher?"

Wen Lan said this without expression, but she felt curious. She wanted to know what she looked like in the eyes of the students.

And talking about such topics with students is a bit exciting after all.

However, Tang Xian was a little stunned when he heard the beautiful teacher's words. He couldn't say he liked your beautiful legs, right...

“Um…”

Tang Xian hesitated for a while, but finally he didn't have the courage to tease the teacher blatantly, scratched his eyebrows in distress, and then said: "No reason... But what is there to say? If you can't say it, you love..."

A beautiful, graceful and intellectual teacher, a handsome, tall and outstanding student, in this sacred campus, occasionally students who are running by the stairs can be seen seriously talking about the problem of "love" that has troubled mankind for thousands of years, which is really exciting.

Wen Lan didn't expect Tang Xian to say this, and she felt a little funny, so she also slightly provoked her lips: "Do you know what love is at such a young age? There are many kinds of love, between teachers and students, between parents, and between classmates. The teacher doesn't want you to be too adult with this problem, which will not play any positive role in your growth... Of course, you really like the teacher, so I hope that by the end of the term, your English scores will be the best like this Chinese and mathematics..."

Tang Xian was a little interested when he heard this. Looking at the beautiful teacher looking at him with his eyes curled up, he felt a very exciting feeling in his heart.

“Is there any benefit?”

He blurted out a word without even thinking about it, but after saying it, Tang Xian regretted it. It seemed that this was not a tone of dialogue with the teacher. If nothing unexpected happened, Wen Lanqu’s white fingers burst out and smashed it: “Are you still bargaining with the teacher?”

A little depressed.

Tang Xian rubbed his forehead that didn't hurt, and then settled in the second place: "Then it's OK to take a leave at that time..."

Wen Lan had never seen such a student who climbed like this. He heard this and said angrily: "Don't die this heart..."

"By the way, the school will hold an event to visit the People's Heroes Memorial Hall on weekends. You won't not participate..."

Wen Lan gently closed her hair on her temples, and a faint smile appeared on her tender and beautiful face, like a quiet ancient orchid, soft and charming person.

"Go, I'm idle anyway, so it's good to receive patriotism and re-education again."

Tang Xian nodded and said seriously.

Wen Lan was speechless. She had taught students for so many years, but she had never met a student who talked in front of the teacher like Tang Xian. It seemed that this guy had no sense of awe of the students for the teacher.

But thinking about it, it is true, otherwise how could this guy be so bold that he would "stole" himself in the office?

Wen Lan's cheeks flushed, and she said to Tang Xian for a while: "Concentrate in class in the future, don't be absent, stare at me in the future, and I'll punish you to sweep the toilet..."

After saying that, Wen Lan didn't wait for Tang Xian to speak, her slender and soft waist twisted, and then she left in her high heels.

"Is this considered flirting?"

Tang Xian put his hands in his pockets and looked at the beautiful teacher's back as he turned around and left. His eyes were gouging Wen Lan's tempting buttocks, and then he withdrew his gaze.

In the next class, Tang Xian really withdrew his gaze, holding a note in his hand and lowered his head to write something. Wen Lan glanced at Tang Xian, and then withdrew his gaze.

The sun sets, and as soon as the school bell rang, Tang Xian rushed out of the classroom.

"Tang Xian."

Wen Lan had just finished assigning homework and saw Tang Xian's anxious look, her pretty face sank: "Is the house on fire? Do you know the discipline?"

Tang Xian was a little anxious. The old lady arranged for her godmother to meet her tonight. Tang Xian knew that it would be useless to go there, but her heart seemed to be like grass growing in her heart. However, when she saw the beautiful teacher's face gloomy, Tang Xian had to raise her hand, then stood under the podium, waiting for the beautiful teacher to announce the end of school.

The students in the whole classroom looked at Tang Xian with their mouths wide open.

This guy is so awesome...

Wen Lan now found that she had no choice but to treat Tang Xian. This guy is the son of the deputy mayor. He is very arrogant and can't be beaten or scolded. Call him a parent?

Just kidding, she just said it. If Wen Lan really called the deputy mayor with one call, then the school leaders would not let her go if she didn't talk about others.

"It's so big, I don't have any sense of stability..."

Looking at Tang Xian, Wen Lan sighed helplessly, then waved her hand: "Okay, there is only so much homework. Remember to complete it on time, and check it tomorrow morning...get it after school."

Following Wen Lan's steps out of the classroom, Tang Xian sighed. The beautiful teacher has always had a strong sense of time. When did he learn to delay the class?

Fu Xiaoxiao and Qian Xu were waiting for Tang Xian in the corridor. When they saw Tang Xian walking out behind Wen Lan, Xiao Wu looked gloating: "Three brother, have you been scolded again?"

Seeing that Tang Xian looked bad, Qian Xu quickly stopped talking and then smiled and said, "I'll treat you tonight, Fuxiangyuan spicy hotpot, third brother, do you have time?"

"There's a big deal..."

Tang Xian gave Qian Xu a blank look, then sighed, hesitated for a moment, and then said to Fu Xiaoxiao: "Do you have time tonight? Brother, please treat you to delicious food... Forget Xiaowu, don't take him."

"Hey, Brother Third, is there anyone who values ​​sex over friends so much?"

Qian Xu shouted when he heard this, Tang Xian wanted to kick him, and the guy shut up.

"Why are you suddenly so generous?"

Fu Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment when she heard this, then shook her head. Her moist eyes looked at Tang Xian, and she could not see her emotions at all: "I will go to practice the piano tonight, I'm afraid I'm not free..."

"oh."

Tang Xian nodded after hearing this, but said nothing.

The location where the godmother meets tonight has been decided. It is the former sentimental restaurant. It has become famous less than half a year after it was completed. It is a dining place that ordinary white-collar workers and petty-bourgeois literary youths have loved. But most of the people there were couples or customers. Tang Xian didn't want to be too eye-catching. If he took Xiaowu, what would it be?

However, since Xiaoxiao didn’t have time, Tang Xian no longer forced himself. He just waved his hands to Fu Xiaoxiao and Qian Xu, and then said: “Then you go first, I have no time tonight…”

As he said that, he walked to the door of Class 6 and glanced at the classroom. When he saw a pretty girl wearing a light pink down jacket in the middle row, Tang Xian waved and said, "Hey, Dai Chen..."
Chapter completed!