Poor Students

I loosened the tie and was about to take a breath, but thinking of the hickey mark left by Chu Hao, I quickly tied it back.

I don't know the severity of the brat, I have to give him a good lesson tonight.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help smiling at the computer.

After class, Teacher Zhang walked in with a smile on his face, and said, "Mr. Lu, what did you talk to Chu Hao this morning? He didn't sleep in class."

"It's nothing," I stammered, "just some big ideas."

"The kids nowadays are really, they must listen to outsiders when they speak."

Teacher Zhang slumped on the chair and waved to me.

"I think he listens to you quite well, so you can help me take care of it more in the future."

I vaguely answered "Yes", raised my chin, and stared at the schedule on the desktop in a daze.

Chu Hao is not a child in any sense.

Thinking of yesterday, I couldn't help my cheeks getting hot, and thinking about today's agreement, I started to have a headache again.

Maybe it wasn't all headaches either.

During the lunch break, I ran into Chu Hao in the cafeteria again. He was holding two bags of bread in his hand and kept looking towards the staff area.

I stopped him: "Lunch is not good, what snacks should I buy?"

"Not enough to eat," Chu Hao pursed his mouth, "The auntie in the cafeteria is too stingy, all the meat spilled out with a shake of her hand."

I took out the meal card to him: "Go to the staff window and tell the cafeteria master to help Mr. Lu cook the meal, and add more meat."

Chu Hao's eyes lit up: "It's still the teacher who treats me well."

I was a little embarrassed to meet his gaze, and hurriedly coughed twice to cover it up.

He suddenly asked: "Teacher likes flowers?"

Following his lowered gaze, I saw a section of orchid tape that I had pasted up casually in the morning, and said vaguely, "It's sort of."

"That's it."

He took out his meal card from his pocket and handed it to me.

"Now we count as exchanging tokens of love."

I wanted to say a few words about him, but when I looked down and saw the cartoon stickers on the meal card, I couldn't stop laughing.

Chu Hao took the opportunity to slip away: "It's a deal, don't go back on your word."

The next morning, I saw a brand-new bouquet of orchids on my desk, and the reason why "brand-new" is used...

"Idiot, you must have been cheated, you didn't even know you bought fake flowers."

I held the plastic petals and touched the water droplets that were sprayed on them, but my mood rose a little bit.

In the dead of night, my teaching plan fell to the ground, and the desk lamp I used frequently fell on the table, but I was unable to straighten them one by one.

"Teacher, it's about time you gave me your spare key."

"To shut up."

I whimpered, and felt the evil roots in my body swell a little more.

Adolescent teenagers are surprisingly energetic, giving him the keys to my house is no different from luring wolves into the house.

"Teacher, I quit smoking for you, is there no reward?"

"It's just that I haven't smoked for a day, so what kind of abstinence is it?"

"Then I really quit, is there any reward?"

Chu Hao held up my buttocks, pierced me from bottom to top, while crazily rushing, kissed my cheek while mumbling.

I gritted my teeth so as not to let myself cry out in embarrassment.It's all like this, and he still expects me to give him some rewards.

He waited for a long time, got no response, and began to pry open my lips to catch my breath.

"Teacher, why don't you speak?"

"I-I told you to shut up...ha...ah..."

He put my legs up, pushed me down on the bed with a force, and at the same time, the thick thing pushed into an unprecedented depth.

My toes curled up uncontrollably, my neck was raised, and I was breathing hard.

Chu Hao pressed on my body, hugging me face to face, the hot kisses kept falling down, making me feel hot all over.

I grabbed his sweaty temple hair and said with difficulty: "Don't kiss the neck."

"why?"

"It will be seen... stupid."

"Then can I have a lick?"

During the interrogation, the slippery tongue came to my neck, and my sensitive parts were stained red almost immediately.

"Are you a dog?" I said with hot eyes.

"I am what the teacher says."

I hugged his head resolutely.

"Lighten up."

"what?"

"Be gentler when kissing, and the bottom is also... Well, bastard!"

The ferocious action, completely different from my words, set off a wave of desire in an instant, completely drowning me.

By the end of the day, I didn't even have the strength to be brave, and I let the sticky skin stick to my body.

"It's dead, go down."

Chu Hao lay on his side beside me, hugged me tightly in his arms, and buried me on my shoulder and neck.

I closed my eyes and thought anxiously, there must be marks on the back of my neck again.

He bit my earlobe and acted coquettishly: "Teacher, I still want it."

I slapped his face away indifferently: "Have you finished your homework?"

"teacher……"

"Go do your homework."

I bumped my elbow, and the person behind me wailed and rolled out of bed holding their stomachs.

He lay naked on the edge of the bed and asked, "If I drop out of school, will I be able to be with my teacher every day?"

My eyes lingered on his toned body for a few seconds, and I said coldly: "You don't need to do your homework, I have to approve the test papers, and besides, I am with you, not to let you waste your studies and go astray of."

Although I have no teacher's morality for a long time.

He kissed my fingertips: "I really envy the teacher's students."

"Don't make it sound like you're not a student."

"That's different," he said suddenly, "Teacher, help me with tutoring."

I looked at him speechlessly: "Do you want me to have a biology teacher help you with physics?"

He blinked: "Can't you?"

I flicked him hard on the forehead with my fingers.

"You can be a ghost!"

He touched his forehead, showing a lonely expression.

Here it is again, he is obviously the one who took advantage, but he pretends to be abandoned everywhere.

"Teacher," Chu Hao found my hand and held it with both hands, "Is it okay for me to do my homework next to you, and I will definitely not make trouble."

I looked at him for a moment and sighed helplessly.

"Get dressed first, I don't listen to the naked man's request."

He stood up happily, and met my face with his upright arrogance.

"...you deal with that stuff first."

"It's okay, I'll always be so hard when I see the teacher, I'm used to it."

"..."

"Teacher, can I help you get dressed?"

"Don't get too far."

He said he didn't make trouble, and he really didn't make trouble, it's just... I glanced over from the corner of my eye, and that look was trying to eat me up.

"Did you really do your homework well?"

"The teacher doesn't look at me, how do you know if I have done my homework?"

"Brat, you've learned to talk back." I slapped him on the head.

"Teacher," he pouted, "can I get closer to you?"

As he spoke, he moved the chair towards me, the backs of the two chairs collided, and his shoulder touched mine.

"That way I don't have to peek at you, and I know you're by my side."

He smiled contentedly, his heroic face glowing beautifully under the light.I blushed, turned my face away, and whispered, "It's up to you."

After that, his aggressive gaze did not fall on me again, but his thick knuckles would rub against the back of my hand from time to time.

I secretly sighed, things will develop to the point where it is today, not unrelated to my indulgence.

He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't refuse him.

The person who was ordered by me not to mess around, Feifan failed to obey the order and added a reason that I could not refuse.

"Teacher, my ankle is sprained."

My heart tightened, I lifted the chair for him to sit down, and pressed lightly on his ankle: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts," he said.

I frowned: "Unresponsive, it won't hurt the bone."

Chu Hao blinked his eyes: "Didn't the teacher fly away because of the pain?"

I pouted out something wrong, changed the position and pinched it, and he immediately cried out that it hurts.

"This place shouldn't hurt at all." I stood up and gave him a blow on the head.

He continued to babble without changing his expression: "Maybe he hit his head and broke his nerve."

"I think you're out of your mind," I said angrily, "It's really sprained and there is an infirmary."

He held my hand and said, "Is the teacher angry?"

If I struggled or not, I let him go.

He whispered, "I just want to see that the teacher cares about me."

I originally wanted to say forcefully, "Don't think you can fool me by being soft." Unfortunately, I have never been able to resist his sweet words, so in the end I could only say nicely: "There is no valid reason, don't come to make trouble for me."

"Is it okay if there is a valid reason?"

He repeats the next few words.

"Just cause."

I don't think there is any valid reason for his poor student who is ignorant and incompetent.

In my ideal world, Chu Hao is my underground lover, secret lover, or any other messy relationship. In short, our shady taboo relationship should not be exposed to the sun, but it is very difficult to operate.

The most direct reason is the person in front of me who is holding my hand.

"Student Chu Hao," I asked with a fake smile, "Why did you send the homework for our class?"

He smiled: "Students should help each other."

"..."

Did he think his bright smile could cover up the fact that he was threatening my class representative?

I said: "Thank you, it will be great if you help your classmates next time." I deliberately emphasized the following words.

He looked around and said to him: "Teacher, are you alone in the office?"

I said vigilantly: "Teacher Zhang went to borrow teaching aids and will be back soon."

"Ms. Zhang..." he said thoughtfully, "I often see you guys talking and laughing together."

"We are exchanging teaching content normally!" I corrected him.

He narrowed his eyes and bent slightly.

"What is the teacher explaining?"

"I……"

I'm at a loss for words, and I don't know what I want to explain.

He looked at my face and murmured, "The teacher is so cute."

The kiss that touched the surface of the water made me lose my mind for a moment, and made my heart jump out of fright.

"you!"

As if nothing happened, Chu Hao let go of my hand and straightened up.

"Teacher, if you have anything to do next time, just tell me directly."

He put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head, and said confidently:

"I'll do better than all of them."

I raised my hand and rumpled his shaggy hair: "Before you speak wild words, let's raise your grades first, inferior students."

"Is there a reward if the grades are improved?"

"No," I said word by word, "learning cannot be utilitarian."

He grabbed my hand and pressed it to my face, rubbing it.

"I just want praise from my teacher."

I withdrew my hand and cleared my throat: "A good student will naturally be praised by the teacher."

"I understand."

Chu Hao gave me a silent kiss across the air.

"goodbye teacher."

I watched his back disappear at the door, and sat back on the chair with some exhaustion, feeling... being held by the nose by him.

"Teacher Lu?"

I came back to my senses: "Mr. Zhang, you are back."

Teacher Zhang nodded and said: "I saw Chu Hao just walked out, he didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

I laughed: "You think him too scary."

He said: "It's terrible that he is honest in class every day now. You haven't seen him pulling [-] to [-] before, and he likes to ignore every teacher."

"Yeah, I think he's cute." I muttered.

Teacher Zhang didn't hear clearly, and continued: "One time the dean reprimanded him, and he raised his hand, so frightened that the dean's wig fell off. Then he picked it up lightly and snapped it back with one hand. Later, no teacher dared Leave him alone."

No wonder, the first time I saw him, he dared to squat on the roof and smoke.

I also put away his cigarettes, and met his surprised eyes and said some nonsense like "it's a big deal to be known by the dean, this time I will treat it as a teacher and your little secret, so it's not an example".

Meddle in your own business and get yourself involved.

I covered my face, immersed in the memories of shame, and I didn't even bother to listen to Teacher Zhang's words.

Teacher Zhang kept talking until class, he drank a glass of water, moistened his throat, and finally ended the gossip.

I pinched my face, regained my spirits, and devoted myself to work.

I opened the homework book that Chu Hao sent, and there was a note in the first book, and the dog knew who wrote it without looking at the signature.

——Teacher, I wrote my homework very fast when I was with you.So, I want to do my homework together today.

There is a sentence crossed out in the middle, and it can be vaguely seen that it is "because I want to spend more time". If he wrote the word "to do", I might just tear up the note and kill him in their class. Come out and scold a dog bloody.

I squeezed the note, and the more I looked at it, the more stupid I felt, and then I couldn't help laughing.

What an idiot, he can't even write love letters, thanks to the fact that he doesn't like little girls.

"Teacher Lu!"

I looked up in response, it was Teacher Li.

"Teacher Lu has parents looking for you."

I quickly put away the note and picked up the grade book.

"Ok."

It is not uncommon for the parents of the third year of high school to secretly come to the school to understand the situation without telling the children. Generally speaking, it is enough for me to say some routines to encourage.

I walked into the reception room and saw a strange middle-aged man sitting on the sofa. When he saw me standing up, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, and his gestures were full of the charm of a mature man.

"Teacher Lu?"

He held out a hand to me.

"Hi, I'm Chu Hao's father. I heard that he has been studying at your home for the past few days."

I held that hand back, broad and strong, just like Chu Hao.

"Hello."