My world double door

"Huh~"

In the girls' dormitory, Lin Yue's beautiful body was lying quietly on the bed. The white and tender body that countless boys dreamed of treating as a goddess was motionless. Except for her breathing and eyes, there was no movement anywhere in her body. .

Obviously, this goddess in the hearts of many boys and male teachers is exhausted.

But obviously, at this moment, the goddess has deeply realized the 'consequences' of her 'goddess' posture. She was lying on the bed, so tired that she didn't want to move.

Obviously, Li Yang was exhausted from the whole morning's torment.

"I really didn't expect that this is Li Yang's first time..."

Lin Yue thought to himself, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Obviously, although tired, this goddess teacher is also satisfied.

Especially when I think about it being my first time, I feel even more satisfied!

Thinking back to what Li Yang said to her before, although Lin Yue felt regretful, she felt a little relieved when she thought about her attraction to him.

"Li Yang should not treat me badly."

Lin Yue thought in her heart, and then thought about the excitement of her kissing all over her body, and she couldn't help but smile again.

As a goddess, her body is undoubtedly precious, but she is very satisfied with leaving it to someone like Li Yang.

After lying on the bed to rest until he could catch his breath, Lin Yue felt that the sun was a bit dazzling, so he couldn't help but force himself to stand up again, and went to the window to close the curtains.

But before she even drew the curtains, a figure on campus caught her attention.

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On the campus boulevard, there is often a figure that attracts everyone's attention, and that is Zhao Yu, who is known as the campus goddess.

Zhao Yu has long, silky chestnut hair, and the slightly curly hair gently rests on her shoulders, as if they are beautiful lines carefully drawn by nature. The sunlight shines on her hair, reflecting the charming luster, and every hair strand seems to tell the agility and vitality of youth.

Her forehead was broad and full, and her fair skin was as warm and delicate as mutton-fat jade, with no flaw to be found. The two slender willow-leaf eyebrows are perfectly inlaid on the smooth forehead, and the tail of the eyebrows is slightly raised, with a bit of playfulness and agility.

Her eyes are the most striking thing. They were a pair of clear and bright almond eyes, like deep lake water and bright stars. As the eyes flickered, it seemed to contain a thousand words. The lines of the double eyelids are natural and smooth, making the eyes deeper and more expressive. The long eyelashes were like small fans, thick and curled. When she blinked gently, the eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, which was sultry.

The bridge of her nose is straight and small, as delicate as the most perfect work in the hands of a sculptor. The wings of his nose twitched slightly, as if he was gently breathing in the fresh air on campus.

Zhao Yu's lips were like delicate rose petals, pink and elastic. The upper lip is slightly raised, showing a graceful arc, while the lower lip is full and plump. There is always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. That smile is like a flower blooming in spring, warm and intoxicating, which makes people fall in love with it.

Her face shape is a standard oval face, with soft and smooth lines. The chin is pointed yet rounded, giving it just the right sense of sophistication.

Zhao Yu's ears are small and exquisite, and her earlobes are round and cute. Occasionally, a few strands of hair will brush gently, adding a bit of hazy beauty.

Her neck is long and elegant, as noble as a swan. Under the delicate skin, veins are looming, showing the vitality of life.

Zhao Yu's figure is tall and slender, with perfect proportions. Her shoulders are moderately broad and graceful. The arms are slender and straight, and the fingers are slender and slender, as delicate as onion roots. Her waist is slender, not too tight to hold, but has just the right amount of strength.

She likes to wear simple yet stylish school uniforms. The white shirt collar is tied with a blue tie, which looks neat and tidy. The blue pleated skirt reached just above the knees and swayed gently with her steps, showing her youthful vitality and agility.

At the sports meeting, she put on sportswear, a tight-fitting sports vest and shorts that perfectly showed off her figure curves. Her strong figure flew across the field, and her hair was soaked with sweat, which made her look even more charming.

Zhao Yu's beauty lies not only in her exquisite facial features and perfect figure, but also in the confidence and elegance she exudes from the inside out. Her every frown and smile seemed to carry a kind of magic that made people want to get closer to appreciate and feel her beauty.

After the lunch break at noon, there is a fifteen-minute break for tidying up.

Zhao Yu packed up the books on the desk in an orderly manner as usual, his movements gentle and elegant. She stood up and walked out of the classroom. At that moment, it was as if time stopped for her. She is the well-deserved goddess in the hearts of the students in this school.

Zhao Yu has smooth straight black hair, as smooth as silk, which is simply tied into a high ponytail, gently swaying rhythmically with her light steps. The few strands of thin bangs in front of her forehead were slightly soaked with sweat, sticking playfully to her fair forehead. Her eyebrows are thick and neat, like two slender willow leaves, and the slightly raised eyebrow tail adds a bit of agility and playfulness to her. Those big bright eyes are like clear lake water, deep and charming, as if they hide endless secrets and dreams. The long eyelashes seemed to have been carefully groomed, thick and curled. Whenever she blinks, her eyelashes flap gently like a fan, as if she can fan away the heat around her, and also seem to stir the heartstrings of others.

Her nose is straight, and her small nose wings open and close slightly with her breathing, showing a natural and innocent beauty. Her rosy lips are like delicate rose petals, bright and attractive in color, and the corners of her mouth always unconsciously rise, revealing two shallow dimples, as if filled with endless sweetness and warmth.

Zhao Yu was wearing a blue and white school uniform that was washed a little pale. Although the color of the school uniform was no longer so bright and the corners of the clothes had some signs of wear and tear, it looked particularly neat and decent on her. She gently rolled up the cuffs of her school uniform, revealing her slender wrists, and she wore a simple electronic watch on her wrists. The movement of the pointer recorded every moment of her campus life.

She held a few books in her hands and walked lightly on the path on campus. The path was paved with gravel, and some places were uneven, and even a few naughty stones would roll under her feet. Zhao Yu walked carefully, fearing that she would sprain her foot if she was not careful. Every step was taken so cautiously, but elegantly.

The playground of the campus is a dusty yellow land, with no plastic track and no green lawn. But at this moment, there is still a group of energetic boys running and playing football on the playground. Their laughter and shouts are intertwined and echoing in the air, and their clothes are soaked with sweat, shining in the sun. When Zhao Yu passed by the playground, the boys' eyes were unconsciously attracted to her, and their movements became a little slow. Their eyes were full of admiration and appreciation, as if Zhao Yu's appearance was a cool breeze in this hot noon.

Several old poplar trees beside the playground have lush branches and leaves, casting patches of shade under the scorching sun. Zhao Yu walked under the tree, stopped, raised her head slightly, and looked at the gaps between the leaves. The sunlight penetrated the gaps, turning into golden rays of light and sprinkled on her face, forming patches of light spots. She closed her eyes, feeling the coolness of this moment, and the breeze blew past, lifting her hair, and the picture was as beautiful as a painting. Her face looked more three-dimensional and charming in the interweaving of light and shadow, and her fair skin showed a faint blush, as if it was gently kissed by the sun and breeze.

Going forward, there is a row of dilapidated classrooms. Some of the window glass in the classrooms is broken and simply nailed with wooden boards. A lot of lime has fallen off the walls, revealing the red bricks inside, as if telling the vicissitudes of time. Zhao Yu passed by a classroom and saw that the desks and chairs inside were placed unevenly, and there were still chalk words left on the blackboard that the teacher had not wiped clean. Those handwritings were blurred and sloppy, but they recorded the transmission of knowledge and the communication between teachers and students.

There is a small flower bed in the corner of the campus, in which some unknown small flowers are planted, blooming tenaciously in this simple environment. They are colorful, pink, purple, and yellow. Although the flowers are small, they are full of vitality and vigor. Zhao Yu squatted down and admired these small flowers carefully, with tenderness and love in his eyes. She gently stroked the petals, as if she was having a silent conversation with these little flowers. The smile on her lips became brighter, as if she had drawn strength from the tenacity of these little flowers.

At this time, several girls walked past her. They smiled and greeted Zhao Yu, their eyes full of envy and friendliness. Zhao Yu responded with a smile, her voice crisp and pleasant, like a spring flowing in the mountains. Her eyes were full of sincerity and kindness, which made the girls feel very warm. They surrounded Zhao Yu and shared the fun and troubles of the day. For a while, laughter and joy echoed in the campus.

The campus cafeteria was not far away, and there was a long queue at the door. The aroma of the food wafted out from it. Although it was just a simple home-cooked meal, it could also make people feel a little satisfied at this hungry moment. Zhao Yu did not go to line up, but turned and walked towards the school gate. Her figure shuttled through the campus, like a beautiful landscape.

Next to the communication room at the school gate, there was an old man who was watching the door, holding a newspaper and reading it carefully. The old man's face was full of traces of time, but his eyes were still kind and firm. Zhao Yu politely said goodbye to the old man. The old man raised his head, a kind smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were full of love and relief. He waved his hand to signal her to be careful on the road. The moment the rough big hand waved in the air, it seemed to convey a silent blessing.

Walking out of the school gate, there is a narrow street. There are some small shops on both sides of the street, selling stationery and snacks. The sun shines on the street, making the ground white. Zhao Yu walked slowly, and the sun shone on her body, pulling out a slender shadow. Her eyes were full of longing and expectation for the future. In this simple campus, she was like a blooming flower, exuding the light of youth, not afraid of the hard environment, and still beautiful.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, and occasionally a bicycle passed by with a crisp bell. Zhao Yu walked and walked, and suddenly heard a familiar shout. It turned out that her good friend was waving to her not far away. Her friend's face was filled with enthusiasm and joy, with only Zhao Yu in her eyes. She quickened her pace and walked towards her friend. The two walked side by side, arms swinging naturally, and laughter floated on the street in the afternoon. They shared each other's thoughts and talked about their future dreams, and the vitality of youth was fully revealed in them.

In the distant sky, a few white clouds floated leisurely, white and pure. It seemed that they were also admiring the beauty and innocence of this goddess girl. At noon in 2014, Zhao Yu's figure became the most moving scenery in this simple campus, and was forever frozen in that youthful and beautiful time.

After running home quickly to put some things back in the bungalow yard next to the school, Zhao Yu hurried back again.

"Zhao Yu."

When passing the fifth floor, Lin Yue in the dormitory looked at Zhao Yu, the most beautiful girl in the school, running with her long white legs, and a thought flashed in her eyes.

Watching Zhao Yu return to the teaching building, Lin Yue drew the curtains to block the sun shining into the room and slowly fell asleep.

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In the Chinese office.

Li Yang, who rushed to the office before lunch break, smiled when he saw the beautiful and gentle Chinese teacher correcting the test papers.

"Teacher, correcting homework."

Li Yang's eyes saw the Chinese teacher's black silk thighs and the plump hip skirt sitting on the office chair, and then moved to her chest. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curled up a smile, and he smiled and moved forward.

"Well, the homework assigned yesterday has been collected. It's just right to correct it today."

Zhang Yi saw Li Yang coming over, and hurriedly put away her pen and spoke with a smile. She just wanted to pull some chairs away and stand up, but Li Yang, who arrived earlier, stretched out his hand and pressed his palm on her black silk thighs.

"Teacher, it's okay, you don't have to stand up, correcting the homework is more important."

Li Yang smiled and said, and after he finished speaking, he suddenly hugged her neck without waiting for Teacher Zhang Yi to respond, and opened his mouth to kiss her rosy lips.

"Hmm~"

The touch was warm, and the next moment Li Yang kissed her hard.

Teacher Zhang Yi was stunned, subconsciously squinting and frowning, but she didn't resist at all, but the pen in her hand fell to the ground.

She didn't bother to pick it up. When her lips were sore from being kissed, she couldn't help but tilt her neck back. Then Li Yang's lips moved down to kiss her white chin, and then down from the chin to the neck, and then continued down...

"Hu~Hu~"

Zhang Yi breathed out hot air, felt her shirt open, and touched Li Yang's head who was already lying on her with a slightly complicated look in her eyes. (End of this chapter)