The Evolution of Little Milk Dog

For students, the holidays are always very short, and the two-day holiday on the weekend made such a fuss as if it had never happened. He Xilai sat up from the bed with a sad face.

Liao Han is not here, so he probably has already gone to work.

He got up late today, it was a rare occasion, Liao Han saw that he was sleeping soundly, so he didn't wake him up.

He slowly got up from the bed, dressed and washed, and was shocked when he glanced at the time before going out.

"Why is it so late! Oh my god, it's too late!" He hurriedly grabbed his schoolbag and rushed out of the door.

Liao Han's house was close to the school, so he didn't have to worry about being late. What he worried about was not having breakfast.

There is a very delicious breakfast restaurant opposite the school. When He Xilai didn't live in Liao Han's house, Liao Han went there for breakfast almost every day.

At that time, it was obvious that He's mother would make breakfast for He Xilai every day, but He Xilai still insisted on going to that store to buy a glass of milk every day.

Not because of how delicious his milk is, but because of the handsome uncle who eats breakfast in the shop.

He Xilai's face suddenly turned red when he thought of this, and he lowered his head and shrank his hot face into his collar.

The business of the breakfast shop is booming, and there is still a long line of people waiting for class. He Xilai sneaks in from the breakfast line, and buys a cup of milk at the table next to the hot milk and hot soy milk. Say "Hello, teacher."

The voice of hello was smiling, without the embarrassment and tension that students usually encounter when they encounter teachers.

Then he heard a low, rambunctious voice answering, which made him haunt his dreams.

He Xilai restrained himself from turning around suddenly exaggeratedly, and turned around as naturally as possible.

Liao Han was standing at the door of the breakfast shop, looking helpless when he saw the long line. There was a male teacher standing next to him.

Students kept walking over to say hello to Liao Han, and Liao Han responded softly.

When He Xilai walked in front of Liao Han, even though he tried his best to restrain his face, he still blushed a little, and he said, "Hello, teacher."

The male teacher on the side suddenly smiled: "Ms. Liao, these are all your students."

He Xilai watched helplessly as Liao Han raised his finger and pointed at himself, "That's him."

His heart suddenly jumped heavily.

Crazy want to grab the hand pointing at me, want to lick and kiss that white finger, want to press the teacher against the wall and kiss hard!

I want to do colorful things!

But he just turned around shyly and went out.

Liao Han withdrew his hand and hung it by his side, the finger pointing at He Xilai suddenly curled up, his fingertips felt a little hot.

He looked calm on the surface, but he cursed in his heart, this pervert.

Seeing that look, he almost rushed over.

When Liao Han arrived in the classroom, his morning reading had already ended, and He Xilai stared straight at him.

The first class was Liao Han's math class. He explained the papers left on Friday, and there was a big problem that was a bit difficult. After half the class, some students still didn't understand it.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Liao Han didn't like dragging the class and calling students who didn't understand to go to his office to find him after class.

It is said so, but it is basically impossible for anyone to ask.He put the lesson plan in the class that was going to be in the next class, turned around and walked to the staff toilet.

Just after washing his hands, he was suddenly pushed into the innermost compartment.

No need to guess who it is!

"He Xilai, are you crazy!" he shouted in a low voice.

He Xilai said softly: "I'm sorry, teacher, I really couldn't help it, so I just kiss, kiss." His ambiguous voice was coaxing, and he kissed him involuntarily.

Kissing, his hands dishonestly touched Liao Han's back, and squeezed the tight buttocks.

He leaned close to Liao Han's ear and said hoarsely, "I've wanted to say it a long time ago, the teacher's ass is so sticky."

Suddenly there was a loud sound of "哐!" from the cubicle, Liao Han walked out of the cubicle with a cold face, tidied his clothes calmly and left.

He Xilai came out of the cubicle screaming mournfully, muttering and complaining that Liao Han was too ruthless.

As he spoke, he suddenly showed an idiot-like smile: "But it's worth it."

He was still a little apprehensive when he returned to the classroom.

Liao Han didn't allow him to do this kind of thing in school, but today his attitude was very tolerant, almost no resistance.

Originally, he was so bold that he couldn't help it. He thought that if the teacher got angry, he would stop, but he didn't expect Liao Han to be so tolerant.

As soon as he calmed down, he couldn't help feeling a little scared.

But from the time he heard the teacher's words that he was the only one, he was desperately enduring, trying his best to restrain the desire/desire to swallow the teacher, how could he not seize the opportunity to do something in this situation?

He Xilai sighed secretly.