Villain: Confessing That You Refused Me To Leave, Why Are You Crying?

She wants to be a good teacher of the people and fulfill the responsibilities of a good teacher.

She knew that there were no naturally bad, bad students, and that the reason why they went astray and were disliked by others was that they did not have a qualified guide at their current age.

Saying that, Deng Ying laughed, his face seemed to have a radiance, and said softly.

"I'm not so noble as I say I am, I just really want to try to bring every student well. Then

she said that sometimes she was really tired and tired.

Walking alone on the road at night.

Stooped at the desk late at night, reviewed the shortcomings of today's teaching content, and wrote about tomorrow's teaching goals.

A teacher who takes the responsibility of educating every student well and regards it as his duty will be very hard and hard.

Now that the college entrance examination is approaching, the burden on Deng Ying's body is getting busier and busier, and her mother's side always urges her, giving her invisible pressure, and making her feel breathless.

The wine in Deng Ying's glass is poured and drunk, and when it is drunk, it is poured.

She has been suppressed for too long, and today she finally vented it out here in Ji Chen.

She herself did not realize how much she trusted Ji Qing in her subconscious.

Deng Ying didn't know how many times he raised his glass, just finished drinking, and then finally got drunk and fell on the table.

Ji Qian let out a breath and looked down silently at this silly girl who had been paying for the student.

Stretched out his hand, passed under her armpit with one hand, and put the other hand under the bend of her leg, so that her whole person leaned on her chest in a comfortable position, and then firmly hugged Deng Ying.

Ji Qing carried her into the bedroom in the way of a princess hug.

To be honest, Deng Ying is still quite light, and her body is still very soft, and she is not clumsy when holding it.

Where the slim is slim, where there should be meat, there is meat.

You have to ask Ji Qing how he would know that there is inevitably a little friction when holding it, and a small movement is not.

So Ji Qing has the most say in this matter, well, do not accept rebuttals.

Ji Qing carried Deng Ying into the bedroom, let her lie on her side on the bed, and sorted out her wrinkled clothes.

Lying on the bed, Deng Ying's figure is delicate, slender thighs, and delicate and concave posture.

It also further proves Ji Jun's idea just now.

Ji Qing stood on the side and watched for a while, then bent down to take off Deng Ying's slippers, and his feet exposed to the air were beautiful.

The toes are very delicate, the nails are rounded and semi-arc-shaped, the instep is snow-white, and the cyan tendons are faintly exposed on it, making the whole foot more white and translucent.

There was no cardamom on her nails, presumably because she didn't have time to get these little girls' things.

However, he is not a person who has everything and wants to rush over and play.

"Hmm~"

Deng Ying muttered sweetly.

Then she opened her drunken eyes, and her eyes revealed confusion.

Then tilted his head, looked at Ji Qing in front of him with a grin, pointed his finger at his face, "Who are you?

Ji Qing listened to Deng Ying's words with a thick nasal voice, and replied funny.

"This is Sister Deng's home, I'm Ji Jun, I took you into the room when you were drunk."

Who knew that Deng Ying wrinkled his nose and retorted: "No, this is our home!"

"And I'm not drunk at all!!"

Deng Ying was very unconvinced, with a provocative look on his face.

"Otherwise, you go get the wine, let's drink it again!" Ji

Qing knew that he couldn't argue with drunken people, so he sat on the side and quietly watched Deng Ying play drunk.

Fortunately, she is not very noisy, she speaks well, the whole person is mature but reveals the naivety in her heart, there is a sense of contrast under the two styles, and it looks quite interesting.

This is probably the privilege of beautiful women, even if it is drunk, it does not make people feel bored.

Wine will amplify a person's sensibility, and this is the case with Deng Ying now.

She had long lost the rationality she had before, her brain was completely empty, and she was completely dominated by bodily sensations.

"You sit down, don't you get tired standing up?" Seeing

Ji Qing sitting on the edge of the bed, the drunken-eyed Deng Ying showed a triumphant expression, lying on the bed, curled up like a kitten, and leaned her head on Ji Chen's lap.

Which girl is not pregnant with spring, Deng Ying is just a 24-year-old girl who has just entered society, she actually needs someone who can accompany herself, she is really lonely to fight against life alone.

Even if you don't have a partner before, when you reach a certain age, you will long to be loved and longing for someone to love you.

This is human nature, and it is also a desire, which will naturally appear when you are old.

Anyway, how Deng Ying looks at the man in front of her now, she wants to stick to her.

Today's incident is also a coincidence, and various things have prompted Deng Ying to want to drink to relieve her boredom.

However, if it were someone else, she would not feel comfortable drinking so much, and she would not be drunk like this in front of other people.

Deng Ying comfortably adjusted his body and let himself get closer to Ji Chen.

She is now dizzy, with a short film in her head

, only feeling as if she can teleport, obviously she was still drinking with Ji Qing at the dining table just now, and the next second she appeared on the bed again, and in the next second she stuck to Ji Jun's body.

But now Deng Ying, who doesn't have enough brains, doesn't think about so many things anymore, and she feels very comfortable now, which makes her feel satisfied and drowsy.

After a while, Ji Qing saw Deng Ying lying on his lap with his eyes closed, and a wistful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ji Qing wanted to make Deng Ying a decanting soup and gently lifted her head.

Suddenly, Deng Ying, who was originally quiet and sleepy, stretched out her jade-like hand, grabbed Ji Chen, and her closed eyes also opened sharply.

"Don't go!" Deng Ying's cheeks were red, and she muttered in her mouth not to let him go.

"I'm not leaving. Ji Qing said softly.

Then Ji Qing was afraid that Deng Ying would get cold, and reached out to smooth out the clothes that had just been tossed up.

I don't know if Deng Ying didn't hear it clearly, or if he didn't hear it at all.

Deng Ying only thought that Ji Qing was leaving, and pulled his hand violently.

Ji Qing fell on the bed, Deng Ying was under him, and the two were close together, at this time, Deng Ying's long eyelashes violently trembled a few times, and then slowly closed her eyes.

Deng Ying, who closed his eyes, only felt as if something was approaching, getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer...

...

!!Do

you know what it means to close your eyes now, Deng Ying, why are you so shameless!! Deng Ying's

head suddenly cleared, and she remembered what the situation was now.

"Don't,"

Deng Ying suddenly shouted in his mouth, and then grabbed Ji Qian from his body.

Deng Ying's red silk was all over her cheeks, and her peach blossom eyes were wide, and her eyes were full of fear.

Then she saw Ji Jun, who originally wanted to cover her quilt, and was pushed to the side of the bed by her.

But she didn't have time to think about it right away, and now Deng Ying only felt a churning in her stomach.

"Gag!"

....

Ji Jian cleaned the bedroom, opened the window for ventilation, and made a bowl of decanting soup for Deng Ying.

The bedroom that was originally a mess was cleaned up by Ji Chen.

Deng Ying, who had come to his senses, had already taken advantage of Ji Jun's decanting soup to recall the whole process just now.

Deng Ying is now very crazy in his heart.

I won't drink alcohol in the future!!!

how can you do such a thing

!!!!

!! a

The drizzle formed a line, and Ji Chen, who was standing under the street lamp, waved his hand on his back, and then drove away.

At this time, Deng Ying felt as if a cold wind blew in, and she hugged her arms tightly.

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