My Wife Is the Martial Alliance Head

507 He is my student

Liao Wushuang despised himself in his heart!

"Okay, okay ... class is coming, you should go ..."

Liao Wushuang didn't know what to reprimand Li Fan. She urged Li Fan to leave.

"The next class is a physical education class. It doesn't matter if you go there."

Li Fan was playing Lai Pi, and I didn't leave.

"Want to talk more with Teacher Liao."

Li Fan held Liao Wushuang's hand, and he reluctantly said, "Mr. Liao, we have a good sentence in Huaxia, it is called asking God to be easy, but sending God is difficult."

"To you, I didn't know this sentence, but also our Huaxia ... I am not a Huaxia!"

Liao Wushuang didn't know how many eyes Li Fan had lost, and seemed to be very angry with Li Fan.

"Go, hurry to class and don't want to see you anymore ... really ..."

Liao Wushuang pushed Li Fan out, but Li Fan, like Lao Shu took root, stood there, motionless, no matter how Liao Wushuang pushed, he just couldn't push.

"Damn, you know you bullied me!"

Liao Wushuang also watched his colleagues with headphones and listened carefully, so he complained unscrupulously to Li Fan.

She shoved Li Fan hard, and as a result, her waist flickered a little, causing her a sigh of pain.

"what happened?"

Li Fan was taken aback and hurried forward to examine Liao Wushuang's body.

"I've had a pain in my waist recently ... it seems to be flashing ..."

Liao Wushuang frowned slightly, pressing his hands on his waist and said.

"What's wrong? Injured?"

"Sitting and working all year round, some lumbar muscle strain."

Liao Wushuang smiled bitterly.

"Mr. Liao is only about 20, why is the waist muscle strained?"

Li Fan's hand was gently pressed on her waist, making Liao Wushuang a little itchy.

"Don't make it ... weird ... I'm very scared ..."

Liao Wushuang wanted to push Li Fan away, but she didn't have the strength.

"Mr. Liao, sit down."

Li Fan pressed Liao Wushuang back to the seat, then squatted in front of her, pressing her hands gently on her waist.

But Liao Wushuang was a little bit uncomfortable, Li Fan said.

"Mr. Liao, you can make your legs a bit more comfortable."

"You, you die ..."

Liao Wushuang wore a uniform skirt, and the legs were separated. She didn't even let Li Fan see it!

"Mr. Liao, don't think too much, I'm here to help you heal your waist!"

Li Fanyi said bluntly, "My qi is good, you can try."

"Really, really?"

Liao Wushuang seemed to be a little unbelievable, and Li Fan's hands only exerted a little internal force. Liao Wushuang immediately felt the waist warm, and he felt a lot more comfortable all at once!

"Eh……"

She was a little surprised, "How could this be ..."

"True energy can improve human performance and physical fitness."

Li Fan said, "However, this posture will affect the blood circulation in your waist, but it will reduce the treatment effect."

"what?"

Liao Wushuang looked at Li Fan's serious eyes, and he didn't know whether he was serious or fooling himself!

But ... Anyway ... where I should be watched, I was also watched ...

Now let's split the legs a little ... it should ... it doesn't matter ...

But ... I wore a ... t-back ... and it was lace ...

It would be too shy to be seen ...

But ... I still want to try ...

Liao Wushuang buried his head in the book next to him, and then quietly separated his legs ...

Li Fan felt a little bit of qi and blood. Teacher Liao was really ... open ...

And after Liao Wushuang split his legs, it really felt that the pressure on the waist was a little easier, and the warmth of the power also walked back and forth faster and more comfortably!

It turns out ... he didn't lie to himself ... he thought so bad of it just now ... it was wrong ... but this posture is indeed a bit ashamed ...

Li Fan squatted under Liao Wushuang's desk, holding her hands in both hands.

Although Liao Wushuang felt that Li Fan did not lie to herself, she ignored one thing. Why didn't Li Fan choose to do it behind her, but in front of her.

At this moment she was a little too comfortable, and forgot about these things.

But at this moment, Mr. Zhao, who had been watching movies there, suddenly took off his headphones and asked Liao Wushuang.

"Mr. Liao, I forgot to ask you. I asked you to help me correct the paper yesterday ..."

"Oh oh oh, here."

Liao Wushuang woke up, she thought of getting up to pick up the papers beside her, but her waist was unconscious and she couldn't move.

Li Fan was giving her power, and at this time Liao Wushuang couldn't get up.

But the teacher Zhao seemed to be a little bit can't wait. She had stood up, "I'll have another illness on my waist. It's okay. I'll just take it."

Liao Wushuang was a little scared. At this moment Li Fan was squatting under his desk.

If someone looks like this ... it's definitely not clear!

But she came over step by step ... this, what to do ... she couldn't move ... and Li Fan didn't mean to stop ... what can I do ... let Li Fan stop ... he must be I can't listen to myself ... let Teacher Zhao stop ... and that's not the case ...

Oh my god, I'm so entangled! What should I do?

But at this time, it seems that because of the reason that the window was not closed, a breeze came in suddenly!

The stack of papers on the table was blown up directly, and hurriedly scattered behind Teacher Zhao.

"Oh, this evil wind ... It's okay, Teacher Liao, sit down, I'll pick it up."

Teacher Zhao turned around and squatted on the ground to start packing those scattered papers.

Liao Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, but she couldn't help but feel a little strange. In the end, it was really blowing a wind ... or Li Fan's ghost ...

Li Fan seemed to be a little tired while squatting, but buried his head in the middle of Liao Wushuang's legs ... Liao Wushuang was suddenly ashamed, and his body trembled a bit. Li Fan, this guy ... ...

But Liao Wushuang also enjoyed the feeling of the waist, the warmth of pleasure, flowing up and down her body.

It's really ... very comfortable ...

Liao Wushuang felt like he was a bit addicted ...

No, no ... how can you be addicted to this kind of thing ...

Teacher Zhao had already picked up the papers, and she suddenly remembered something, and asked Li Fan, "Well, where was the student just now?"

"He ... he went out just now ..."

Liao Wushuang answered a little trembling in his voice.

"Oh yes, it's time to go to class. But this kid is a famous bully. Can he be honest."

Teacher Zhao jokingly said, "A woman as beautiful as Teacher Liao might find a way to chase you."

Liao Wushuang blushed, "Mr. Zhao ... Don't make jokes ... He's my student ... Ah ..."