The words of Zhenzi and a group of girls made Ximenlang burst into laughter, "I originally wanted to give boys a chance, but who knew, you chose me."
"Why, teacher, don't you want to be my partner for practice?" Mako said coquettishly.
"No, I didn't mean that."
"Then let's get started."
"Okay." Ximen Lang ordered: "Everyone, please step aside and use the desks to make temporary beds. The drill will start soon. Let's see the teacher and Mako demonstrate it to you live."
Everyone dispersed, and in an instant, a bed made of desks appeared in the classroom. Although it was a little crude, it gave the person who was demonstrating it a useful place.
Ximen Lang turned into a master of sexology. He tried to be more serious and said: "First of all, what I will explain to everyone is one of the main postures in The Plum in the Golden Vase, the fairy sitting on the lotus. To be precise, this is the woman on top, and it can be detailed.
Divided into several types..."
Before the explanation could be finished, the male and female students who were watching couldn't wait to shout: "Teacher, it's boring to talk without practicing. Hurry up and start demonstrating."
"A live demonstration would be more effective. Teacher, you and the monitor should quickly demonstrate..."
Ximen Lang smiled and said, "Okay, Mako, let's show it to everyone." Then he took the lead and lay down on the desk, turned around and said, "Mako, come up."
The situation forced Mako to step forward as the class president and the eldest sister of the girls. Now when it was time to take action, she hesitated a little and blushed like a big apple.
Those boys couldn't wait to shout, "Squad leader, hurry up, what are you waiting for?"
"You won't back down from the battle, will you?"
"The squad leader seems to be scared..."
The question of whether she was afraid touched Mako's inner skin, and she said angrily: "Nonsense, when have I ever been afraid?"
A certain pig-headed boy thought in his heart that because I am ugly, I will never be able to play with my wife Mako, but it would be an eye-opener to see her being played with by others. He teased: "Since you are not afraid, then you
Come on quickly?"
Mako turned her head and glared at him, and said angrily: "Just go up, what's the big deal." She was heartbroken, bravely jumped to the desk, and sat down gracefully, her movements were as graceful as a fairy's.
"Ouch..." There was a thundering cheer in the classroom, almost boiling, and it became more lively than the vegetable market.
Mako's cheeks were flushed and she didn't dare to look at the teacher in front of her. She was at a loss and didn't know what to do. All she knew was that she was ashamed and flustered, as if her brain was short-circuited.
Why, is she really still a young girl who has had countless boyfriends and has never experienced this kind of thing? Ximen Lang secretly laughed in his heart. In order to relieve the other party's nervousness, he comforted her softly: "You're doing very well, very good.
However, you can't just sit here like a tree, you have to move..."
The students who were watching began to cheer, "Yeah, hurry up and move."
"Squad leader, everyone is watching you. Hurry up and use all your tricks."
Sitting on the man, Mako felt strange. She blushed and asked, "Why move? I...I don't know how..."
Such a childish question came from the monitor's mouth, making many boys and girls burst into laughter. "No way, monitor, haven't you ever tried it?"
"I didn't expect that the monitor would be so pure..."
Mako's face was so red that she was about to bleed. She could feel the unbearable temperature. She shouted angrily: "It's so noisy, shut up..."
Everyone knew that the squad leader had a bad temper and the consequences would be disastrous once it broke out. Therefore, they no longer dared to make loud noises. They could only cover their mouths to prevent themselves from making any sound. However, all they could see from the corners of their eyes and eyebrows was smiles.
Ximenlang said softly: "Don't be nervous, you can move however you want."
Hearing what the teacher said, Mako awkwardly twisted his body, and an exciting scene took place in the classroom...
This class was very impressive, and the person involved, Makoto, had an unforgettable experience. During the practice, she was very attentive and could clearly feel the changes in the teacher's body.
Many students like the creative Chinese teacher more and more. They feel that taking his class is very enjoyable and enjoyable.
The sun rises and sets, and the day is over.
That night, Oshimagawa sat happily on the sofa at home, brewed a pot of good tea, placed it on the coffee table in front of him, and drank a cup from time to time.
His wife was a housewife with an ordinary appearance and figure. She was puzzled that her husband did not go to the bar tonight and asked curiously: "Why did you come back so early today?"
Oshimagawa said proudly: "Someone will send me money soon, so I have to wait at home."
The woman looked surprised, "Really? That's really good. Oshima-kun, how much did that person give you?"
Oshimakawa deliberately played off his words and raised a finger, "These."
A little disappointment flashed in the woman's eyes, "It's only ten thousand yuan, which isn't much. I'll make you happy."
Oshimakawa shook his head, "No more guessing, let's continue."
The woman's eyes lit up, "Could it be one million? No, there are so many?"
"Wrong, guess again..."
"Ah...is it 10 million?" the woman asked in disbelief.
"That's ten million." Oshimagawa said enthusiastically: "If the gift is too small, can I let him go?"
"Oh, that's so much, I've made a fortune!" The woman was excited and said with a smile on her face: "You are really capable, someone actually gave you such a huge sum of money."
"Of course, this is called ability..."
Before he finished speaking, the door of the apartment opened, and a young man wearing a black leather jacket and leather pants walked in. His face was covered in black, and he looked cool with a well-proportioned figure. He was carrying an aluminum alloy bat in his right hand.
He strode into the living room with quick strides.
Hearing the footsteps, the two people in the living room looked over. The woman turned around and asked doubtfully: "Who are you and why did you suddenly break in?"
The young man said coldly: "I was asked to come here." He looked at the man on the sofa and asked: "Are you Oshimagawa? Someone asked me to bring him a sum of money."
"Ah, are you sent here by Zhang Lang to deliver money?" After being slightly surprised, Oshimakawa asked in confusion.
The young man nodded, "Yes."
Oshimakawa hurriedly said: "I am, why didn't he come over?"
"Mr. Zhang Lang is busy, so he asked me to come here instead of him."
Oshimakawa stared at him with doubtful eyes and asked, "Did you bring the money?"
A sly smile appeared on the young man's face, "I brought it here, here it is for you." He rushed over with a fierce look behind his lenses, raised the bat in his hand high, and slammed it down.