Chapter 31 The front comes from grinding, and the fragrance comes from the bitter cold

The class is over.

Jiang Yachun has returned to the office. Presumably, she is waiting for Ye Bihuang to report to her at this moment.

Ye Bihuang went to the toilet first to release his memory and trotted all the way to the math teacher's office.

When she opened the door, she saw Jiang Yachun working on the desk in the huge office. Her black hair was tied high into a bun. The black professional suit outlined a perfect arc for her concave and convex figure. The turbulent waves on her chest almost broke the shackles of the white round-neck shirt and squeezed off the buttons out of the cocoon. The appearance.

As soon as Ye Bihuang came in, she was attracted by her quiet work, like a charming goddess statue, exuding endless beauty.

"Ye Bihuang, come and sit here! I have something to ask you!" Jiang Yachun raised his head and nodded to Ye Bihuang. His expression was very calm and his career was a little rigorous, just like her lecturing style.

"Hmm! Mr. Jiang!" Ye Bihuang came to his desk and stood respectfully without sitting down. A refreshing sweet fragrance floated in the face. It was still the classic Ferragamo Ferragamo perfume, which was refreshing.

"Are you not good at math this time?" Jiang Yachun looked at Ye Bihuang standing in front of him respectfully and didn't let him sit down again. Anyway, the two of them would not have a long time to communicate. She frowned slightly and asked with a doubtful face.

"Teacher, do you think I did well in the exam?" Ye Bihuang asked rhetorically and secretly stared at her from the corners of his eyes. It was unimaginable in the past that he was relieved with Jiang Yachun so close. The calves exposed under her black skirt, without stockings, looked more and more round, surnamed and white.

Jiang Yachun obviously didn't notice that the student's eyes were very unfaithful,

Jiang Yachun smiled and stretched out her hand to pick up the speech in her hand and put it on the side of the table: "I think your exam is really bad! It's so bad. I'm sure your parents don't know.

Ye Bihuang, accompanied by the refreshing and elegant sweet fragrance emitted from Jiang Yachun, felt comfortable in body and mind. For this teacher, he especially respected: "Yes, teacher, I dare not let my parents know my grades."

A surprised and curious light flashed in Jiang Yachun's beautiful eyes.

She thought that the boy in front of her would avoid covering up for a while, and she had to let him go when it was time for the next class. I didn't expect him to be so straightforward.

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"Mr. Jiang, hand in your statistical table quickly." Just then, a shout came from the other side of the office. Jiang Yachun stood up and waved to the male teacher over there and answered, "Soon, I'll give it to you in 20 minutes."

"Okay." The male teacher's eyes flashed, and he obviously admired Jiang Yachun.

Ye Bihuang smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth. Do you want to get close to Jiang Yachun? It's very difficult. At least from my understanding of her, it's impossible not to open her heart and want to have sex with her. It is said that she hasn't opened her heart so far.

Jiang Yachun seemed to think of something and quickly wrote something on his statistical table.

Ye Bihuang took advantage of the gap in her writing and quietly glanced at her towering chest. The deep thigh squeezed out by the shirt seemed to lure the man to sink inside. Although his psychological age is older than that of Jiang Yachun, her charm is the most lethal to mature men, which is the woman who ignites men's desire to conquer.

After writing, Jiang Yachun raised his head and looked at Ye Bihuang with clear eyes.

"Well, Ye Bihuang, I think it's time for you to study hard. I heard that you made a big fuss with Mr. Guo. He also made a bet.

Guo Baomin! Ye Bihuang couldn't help scolding him in his heart. This guy must have felt that he could not pass the provincial key No. 1 Middle School, so he came to the office to show off, so as to humiliate himself.

Although Ye Bihuang was not calm, he still smiled faintly on the surface and said, "There is such a thing. I bet with Mr. Guo whether I can be admitted to a provincial key high school."

"Oh, you child." Jiang Yachun sighed and said, "It is said that your bet is quite heavy?"

Ye Bihuang stopped talking. Needless to say, Mr. Jiang Yachun just asked knowingly.

"Ye Bihuang, to be honest, I have been teaching you since the first day of junior high school, and now I am very optimistic about you, but there is really a big gap between your grades in class and your current grades. If you go on like this, you will make the teacher sad." Jiang Yachun frowned slightly and made a sad look. Some people said that it was ugly, but Mr. Jiang was distressed by Ye Bihuang when he did this.

Ye Bihuang hurriedly said, "Teacher, don't frown. This is not good for your face. I will study hard in the future. The teacher can see my progress in the next monthly exam."

"Yes, I look forward to your progress." Jiang Yachun really listened to Ye Bihuang's words and frowned slightly.

Jiang Yachun lowered his head again and took out a manuscript paper from his bookshelf, tore off a piece of paper and wrote a sentence: "The sword comes from grinding, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold."

Jiang Yachun gently raised his delicate hand, handed the paper to Ye Bihuang, and said, "This is my inspirational quote for you. I hope you can read it often and stop studying every day like before."

Ye Bihuang gently took the note, put it on his nose and sniffed it. The faint fragrance came to his nose. Ye Bihuang smiled and said, "Teacher, I'll see you in the next exam. Then I'll go."

Jiang Yachun nodded gently. Ye Bihuang saw that she agreed and raised her feet to leave.

When leaving the door of the office, Ye Bihuang suddenly turned his head and said to Jiang Yachun, who was watching him, "Teacher, you are spraying Ferragamo Ferragamo perfume, right? In fact, I think Chanel No. 27 perfume is also quite suitable for you."

After saying that, he smiled and then turned his head and left.

Jiang Yachun was stunned. Thinking of the smell of Chanel No. 27, her face turned red. She was a little allergic to that smell, so it was useless.

However, many people have said what Ye Bihuang said before, and those people are all unidentified.

This Ye Bihuang... Ping said that he seemed to be careless and didn't do his job, but recently he seems to have changed, and I can't understand him more and more. Jiang Yachun shook his head gently and sighed with emotion in his heart.

Ye Bihuang walked on the road with a smile on the corners of his mouth. Jiang Yachun was like the top beauty in the world. Although there was no fairy breath, it made people excited in their hearts. I believe that no matter who it is, as long as it is a man, it is difficult to resist her **.