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Chapter 233 - My Junior High School Teacher

For the young men in their puberty, the young and beautiful female teachers would always be the focus of everyone's discussion and the object of their thoughts as they hid in their blankets at night.

Today, I heard that there was a young female teacher in the class next to us. My friends and I had already squatted at the entrance of the class to wait for the teacher's arrival.

The boy leaning on the door, his school uniform half pulled back, his slightly permed hair flashing brown in the sunlight, was me. I was the only physical education student in my class.

I don't know what my father was thinking at the time, but he insisted on spending money to send me to the county's key junior high school. As a track and field practitioner, I knew how to run every day.

”Xiang Yang, Xiang Yang, quickly look, teacher is here.” Just as I was thinking about where I could go to play games after school, Fatty interrupted my train of thought.

Although Fatty is not a student of sports, he is just like me, unlearned, and relying on his family's daily idleness and power, being the last in the class, even the teachers don't dare to bother about him, because his father is the chief of law enforcement in this county.

Fatty and I focused our gaze on the aisle together. Sure enough, a graceful figure appeared in the distance just like that.

It was a hot day, and in a backward town like ours, we had to rely on cool clothes to keep out the heat. The teacher was wearing a white lace dress today.

The shoulder straps on the upper half of her body were transparent. The pair below was not very big, but it was extremely straight. It completely propped up the lace on her chest, and two small protruding points could be vaguely seen.

The full shape of her body quivered with the movement of her thin clothes. A beautiful curve curved upward under the skirt.

Her long and well-proportioned legs were not wearing stocking s, and her white and tender legs were bare. Her originally not very long skirt became shorter as she walked, almost revealing a small hill.

A pair of soft white shoes, small and cute. The scent of youth permeated her entire body, but the mature charm and twisting waist gave her a kind of tempting power that made people panic.

Fatty and I simultaneously swallowed our saliva. The two of us watched without blinking, the way this teacher walked was extremely beautiful, like a white swan.

Raising his neck and his chest, he walked towards us. At this moment, a school bag suddenly flew out from the place the teacher was heading towards.

Not only teacher, Fatty and I were also shocked. Holy shit, what is this thing?

The oculocele is also a classmate of ours. The reason she is called the oculocele is because he is always silly and only knows how to study and read books. Everyone is laughing at him because she is a bookworm, the Four Eyed Heaven Chicken.

Over time, he gained the nickname oculocele. The oculocele must have been bullied again, because in our class, there are people bullying the oculocele every day.

The oculocele was like a punching bag for everyone. No matter who was in a bad mood, they could always come over and bully him.

But just at this moment, something unexpected happened. The teacher turned around and looked at the situation in the classroom. He actually lowered his body and picked up oculocele's school bag.

This pick up isn't that important, but Fatty and I are close to bleeding from our noses. When this teacher lowered his head, naturally he pointed his chest at us.