my witch servant

After class, Zhang Zhenyu followed the class teacher to the office speechlessly.

"Zhang Zhenyu, you were not like this before." The head teacher sat down. Zhang Zhenyu was condescending and could vaguely see a deep groove in his collar, and his skin was white and smooth.

"Teacher, Sima Yanyue said that it was Wu Anshan who provoked me first!" Zhang Zhenyu explained. "Although Wu Anshan was at fault and should be punished, you wouldn't beat him like this!"

"Teacher, teacher, you don't know. If I hadn't beaten him half-life just now, I would have been the one with half-life left. He actually tried to blow my head off with a wrench. It was so lucky that I was able to avoid it because of my extraordinary skills.

Live your life!" Zhang Zhenyu said in a tone full of grievance.

"Okay, okay. I'll call the parents of both parties here later, and you can resolve it privately!" The head teacher took out his cell phone from the drawer, as if he wanted to make a call.

"No need to scream, my parents have passed away." Zhang Zhenyu's voice became sad.

The class teacher was stunned, then raised his head and looked at Zhang Zhenyu with a little sympathy in his eyes, "I'm sorry, classmate Zhang Zhenyu, do you have any parents?"

Zhang Zhenyu looked towards the ceiling, because he felt that his tears were disobedient and wanted to flow out. Maybe this could really suppress the feeling of wanting to cry.

"Teacher Yi, there is no need to bother any of my parents. The dean is my friend. You can talk to him. As for Wu Anshan's medical expenses, I will not pay a penny. This is self-defense!" Zhang Zhenyu's eyes were filled with tears.

It's watery, as if it wants to leave something behind.

Yes, this cute beauty is called Yi Xuemeng, and she is as cute as her name suggests.

"Forget it, forget it. Let me first ask how Wu Anshan is doing now." Yi Xuemeng called, and after a minute, the call was connected.

"Hello, Wu Anshan? I'm Teacher Yi, where are you now?"

"Teacher Yi, of course I went to the hospital, otherwise where would I go?" Wu Anshan's voice came from the phone.

"Have you seen the doctor?"

"After seeing it, the doctor said I had a concussion and asked me to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days."

"That matter of medical expenses..."

"Oh no, I don't have to pay for that bastard Zhang Zhenyu. I have plenty of money at home, but you asked Zhang Zhenyu to wait for me!"

"Classmate Wu Anshan, what do you want to do!?"

"Nothing, anyway, Teacher Yi helped me tell Zhang Zhenyu that he is finished!"

After saying "beep beep..." he hung up the phone.

Seeing Yi Xuemeng finish the phone call, Zhang Zhenyu asked slowly and unhurriedly: "How is it, where is Wu Anshan?" Yi Xuemeng looked embarrassed and said: "Wu Anshan asked me to tell you that you are finished."

"Hahahahahahaha... It's up to him, okay! I'll just wait and see how I end up, uncle, who will win, who will sleep with me, it's not yet certain!" Zhang Zhenyu looked down on Wu Anshan completely.

Yi Xuemeng just remembered now why the two of them fought, and who slept with her, could it be Sima Yanyue, "Please explain to me honestly the cause and effect of Zhang Zhenyu's incident.

"

"Oh, by the way, Wu Anshan didn't go to school that day, so I sat in his seat, and then he wanted to hit me, and then what happened today?" Zhang Zhenyu said casually.

"Is it that simple?" Yi Xuemeng didn't believe it.

"It's absolutely true and absolutely no lies!!"

"Uh, okay, you can go back." Yi Xuemeng waved her hand.

"So soon, Teacher Yi will come to see me if you have nothing to do?" Zhang Zhenyu is a little reluctant to go back now. If he doesn't take a closer look at such an eye-catching beauty, he may not have this opportunity in the future.

"You kid, what do you want to do?" Yi Xuemeng rolled her eyes at Zhang Zhenyu with an indescribable charm.

"Teacher Yi, it must be very tiring for you to be a class teacher. You have to deal with so many things every day and there are endless things to do. Now let me, a good student, massage and rub your back. I used to learn it when I was in junior high school.

Both hands." Zhang Zhenyu's evil thoughts sprouted from the ground.

Yi Xuemeng looked at Zhang Zhenyu in confusion and asked: "Real or fake? Do you still know these things?"

Zhang Zhenyu nodded vigorously, "Yes, Teacher Yi, you'll know if you try it. It's very comfortable."

"Don't worry, I will definitely make you feel comfortable. You are also the leader of the Chinese language department after all. I like this independent office. As the saying goes, if a man and a woman are in the same room, the woman will suffer. What's more, I have learned the secrets of picking up girls. I don't need to know how to do it.

Ah!" This is what Zhang Zhenyu is thinking at this moment.

Yi Xuemeng doubtfully moved her back to Zhang Zhenyu and said, "Then I'll give it a try this time. Please press it better."

"Don't worry, I will definitely press it better." Zhang Zhenyu smiled evilly in his heart.

He put his hands on Yi Xuemeng's shoulders and started to press them. Zhang Zhenyu felt completely different, so good. Yi Xuemeng felt quite comfortable, closed her eyes, and said, "Unexpectedly, classmate Zhang Zhenyu, there really is still a few moments left."

"

Zhang Zhenyu pressed his hand lower and lower, and his fingers barely touched Yi Xuemeng's breasts. Yi Xuemeng felt something was wrong, blushed, and said, "Okay, don't press it anymore, don't press it anymore."

Zhang Zhenyu thought to himself: "No, how can I let you escape so easily? I can't live up to the expectations of the third master even if I die."

"Teacher, you are a white-collar worker, and your cervical spine and waist are not in good condition. Let me help you press this first, and then leave." Zhang Zhenyu explained in a gentlemanly manner.

Yi Xuemeng also nodded confusedly, turning her back to Zhang Zhenyu, but she didn't realize that Zhang Zhenyu's smile at this time was already so bright that it couldn't be any brighter.

Zhang Zhenyu pressed Yi Xuemeng's waist, it felt so voluptuous, and then moved his hand down so that he could touch Yi Xuemeng's plump buttocks. He pinched her waist, gritted his teeth, and gently squeezed Yi Xuemeng's plump buttocks.

Buttocks.

Wow, this sensuality, this softness, Zhang Zhenyu had an expression of infinite YY on his face after touching it.

Yi Xuemeng's eyes flashed with shyness, she bit her lower lip, her face turned red and hot, and she scolded: "Classmate Zhang Zhenyu, what are you doing? You pressed in the wrong place!"

Zhang Zhenyu said deceitfully: "That's right, teacher, it's like this. You clearly don't believe me, right?"

Yi Xuemeng coughed twice and said, "Pay attention! Just press it for a few more minutes and it will be fine. I have something else to do."

"Haha, in a few minutes, your brother, I will make you so happy." Zhang Zhenyu said in his heart.

Then he roamed around Yi Xuemeng's plump buttocks unscrupulously, pressed her waist pretendingly, and then smoothly touched Yi Xuemeng's vagina again.

Yi Xuemeng was a little angry and embarrassed, but she seemed to feel an inexplicable pleasure in her heart. She bit her lower lip and said nothing.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhenyu stopped pressing his waist, and directly put his hands on Yi Xuemeng's little butt, touching and pinching it crazily. It was really a word, cool! So cool!

After massaging her butt for a few minutes, Yi Xuemeng seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. She slapped Zhang Zhenyu's hand away and said, "Okay, okay, I won't press it anymore. Go back quickly."

Zhang Zhenyu also knew not to go too far and just stop when he was ready. He stood up and said: "Teacher Yi, I'll go back first. The break is almost over. If Teacher Yi likes my massage, remember to give it to me next time."

Call me!"

After saying that, Zhang Zhenyu left Yi Xuemeng's office.

Yi Xuemeng shook her head, touched her still hot face, and sighed: "This child..."