"Hehe... am I that scary?" Teacher Huang asked solemnly, holding his heavy chin, "I answered me in my eyes."

After staring at the two pools of autumn water for a while, Zhang Chong felt itchy when he saw the intoxicating light. If the beautiful teacher had a little better temper, he would be willing to get into her pomegranate skirt.

"Boy, it hurts you in vain." Zhang Chong didn't reply to his words for a long time, which made Teacher Huang extremely disappointed. He looked at the food on the table and his eyes shining, picked up the chopsticks and started moving.

"Uh, Teacher Huang, I didn't prepare much food!" Zhang Chong reminded him by blocking Teacher Huang's chopsticks.

"It's okay, the teacher has a small appetite! He won't eat you poor." Teacher Huang pushed his heavy hands away and chewed the fish pieces in his mouth.

"I only cooked one person to eat." Zhang Chong said with a sad face. What a teacher, who is fighting with students for food.

"It's okay, the teacher invites you after eating." Teacher Huang continued to fight against the food without raising his head, as if he had a grudge against this plate of boiled fish.

"Oh! There is such a good thing. Teacher, you are not lying to me, right?" Zhang Chong was a little hard to believe. After knowing each other for so long, the beautiful teacher invited her to dinner at a handful of times! Last time, he saved her and was invited. Today he offended her. Does she have a hobby of abuse?

"Don't you believe me? You don't believe me!" Teacher Huang put the chopsticks on the table and glared.

"How could that happen?" Zhang Chong waved his hand and denied it. What a joke. If he hit the aura of the beautiful teacher, it would be strange if he didn't get burned to death?

Teacher Huang wiped the rice grains at the corner of his mouth, stood up gracefully, frowned, pointed to the table that was not messy and said, "Zhang Chong, look at you, the table is so dirty, why not wash it quickly, and there are dishes and chopsticks, etc."

Teacher, you ate my food and my food? Do you still have to wash dishes and clean the table by yourself? Can you stop hurting my young mind like this? Zhang Chong was a little speechless.

"What, I won't listen to the teacher." Teacher Huang glanced at him.

Zhang Chong could only obediently clean up the dishes.

After packing up the dishes, Zhang Chong covered his hungry stomach and felt very uncomfortable.

"Gulu, Gulu" protests from the stomach.

"Let's go, little pervert, the teacher will take you to have a good meal!" Teacher Huang said with a smile on his face.

Have a delicious meal? The last time I ate spicy hot pot. Zhang Zhong was not sure how good it would be this time.

Then Zhang Chong felt even more weird. He just had to change his clothes for a meal, and even changed his clothes from Armani. His leather shoes were also an old brand in Italy. Even his hair was repaired in the barber shop. Zhang Chong looked left and right at the mirror of the barber shop, and always felt something was wrong.

Oh. Zhang Chong finally realized that his appearance looked very much like the young master in the private room who was extremely sexy.

Teacher Huang drove Zhang Chong to the entrance of a big hotel in a cool Masharati.

After leaving the coupe, Teacher Huang led the way. Zhang Chong was a little dry-mouthed. The beautiful teacher's back was actually vacuumed. She specially wore a black plaid stockings for traveling. Her figure was really sexy.

The fat buttocks twisted, the willow waist swung gently, and the legs were shaking in a small way. It was really not a big deal to look at the beautiful figure that made people bleeding.

The smooth back can no longer be able to look away. The so-called back killer is like this. The smooth, white and tender skin has a natural beauty, and there is no chest strap. What's the situation? Is the beautiful teacher going to work in vain today?

The welcome guests brought the two into the guest room. This was a European-style private room, with a Van Gogh's "Sunflower" on the wall, of course, a copy of Van Gogh's "Sunflower" and some other oil paintings. There were a huge crystal chandeliers on the roof. There were dozens of small chandeliers around the large chandeliers. After entering the door, Zhang Chong saw the well-dressed man sitting on the main seat.

The man's hair is 300% oily and shiny, with delicate face. He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a Patek Philippe watch on his wrist. He is wearing a custom-made Italian suit, and is about thirty years old. There is a housekeeper and a bodyguard standing behind him. He gives people the impression of a rich second generation, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes makes the man look mature and masculine.

"Qiang Qiang, you are here, please sit down!" The man stood up gracefully and gave a British-style meeting ceremony, neither humble nor arrogant, and had the style of a mature man.

Huang Qiang pulled a chair and sat down, then pulled a chair for Zhang Chong.

Qiang Qiang? She called her so intimately. Could it be that this man is Teacher Huang’s boyfriend? But what did she ask her to do when she dates her boyfriend? Are you afraid that this guy wants to do it before marriage? But she can’t check in with the two of them.

Zhang Chong sat down and started to think randomly. The man in front of him put a lot of pressure on him. After all, there are fewer men in this society who are rich and charming. This man is an elite man in any aspect. Compared to Wang Liluo, he is more stable. He is really a strong enemy.

"Director Lu, I don't know when my business license will be issued." Huang Qiang sat down and said directly after getting to the point.

"Haha, Qiang Qiang, we are old classmates, and we don't have much contact. It's rare to have a meal together. How sweet the conversation about work is. Drink first. This is from Lafite in 1982, given by a friend." The guy, who was called Director Lu, opened a bottle of red wine and poured the wine into Huang Qiang's wine glass. This guy didn't look at Zhang Chong from beginning to end.

After listening to the conversation between the two, Zhang Chong felt a little convincing. It turned out that Teacher Huang had something to ask for. For some reason, Zhang Chong was a little happy and didn't notice an elite man looking at the table full of food and just waiting to start. He was hungry and rumbling, as long as he could eat for free, it would be great. What's the turtle son who was treating him? But when he heard that the other party's position was a director, Zhang Chong raised his eyebrows. Why did a director appear again?

Huang Qiang glanced at Zhang Chong and saw that the guy only had food on the table in his eyes, and he didn't notice himself, and it tasted a bit chewy.

Shaking the fishy red wine glass, the woman stood up and showed a charming smile, "Come on, the old classmate has been missing for a long time and has a drink!"

Director Lu raised his wine glass and said with a magnetic noise: "Cheers"

Two wine glasses gently touch each other.

"Qian Qiang, try this. Did this lobster be air-shipped from Italy? The chef also tastes very authentic." Director Lu took a big lobster into the yellow Qiang bowl and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Director Lu," Huang Qiang said with a smile after taking a bite of the lobster.

Zhang Chong raised his eyebrows, was very disdainful and pretended to be yarn. If someone said it was from Italy, you believe it. Do you have some IQ? You can come to transport shrimps from Italy, stupid.

"How many of us are like the director, we are classmates." Director Lu said with a little unhappy squinted.

Classmate Zhang Chong looked at the two of them with a little suspicious look. Director Lu did not have any unknown little thoughts about Teacher Huang, and he would not believe that Zhang Chong was beaten to death. That guy's eyes were too hungry. However, Teacher Huang didn't remind him that Zhang Chong would not move.

"Senior, do you think I've sent my hot photos?" If Huang Qiang hadn't had it been to get the license from the pharmaceutical company earlier, wouldn't Huang Qiang talk to this guy?

"What's the hurry? Drink first. Come and I'll toast you. I wish you a long youth." Director Lu stood up and poured a glass of red wine for himself and Huang Qiang.

Huang Qiang had to drink another drink with him. After this drink, his face was bright and bright. When he spoke, he had a three-point smell of wine. He was really intoxicating.

"Come on, have another drink." Director Lu poured two glasses of wine again and said, "I remember that Qiang Qiang was the recognized school beauty in the school back then? At that time, people who liked you lined up from our classroom to the school gate. Unfortunately, so many people, none of them could have a love affair!"
Chapter completed!