Chapter 970 December 9th Art Festival

"Then you have become so bold again today."

Jiang Yachun chased without letting go,

"It's not you** me."

Ye Bihuang put the blame on Jiang Yachun,

"Why did I ** you?"

Jiang Yachun's fragrant cheeks are pink and delicate,

"No, in the past, when I kissed you, you not only didn't refuse, but also enjoyed it, and you didn't blame me too much afterwards, which made me think that you liked me very much. Do you want to regret it now?" Ye Bihuang's brain changed his mind,

"You're talking nonsense, they don't have it."

Jiang Yachun immediately thought of Ye Bihuang's previous that he had that kind of film in his computer, and then took the opportunity to take advantage of himself and kiss him. Her heart beat with shame, and she became popular.

Anyway, now I have reversed the defeat, and Ye Bihuang didn't want to be too ashamed of Jiang Yachun. "Well, it's okay if I think it's wrong."

Jiang Yachun looked at Ye Bihuang uneasily. Seeing that he showed no signs of anger, she smiled and said, "Let's not talk about this. Let's get rid of the delicious food in front of us first, otherwise it will be wasted."

Ye Bihuang nodded, brought his spicy steak, and ate sweetly with Jiang Yachun. Occasionally, he cut a piece of steak and handed it over. Jiang Yachun was not resistant. He just looked at it shyly and bit it. It felt like a close couple, which made people never expect that they just didn't They are a pair of taboo men and women who should not fall in love in a disparity in society.

Today's lunch was very rich, and there was a bowl of egg custard. Looking at Jiang Yachun sending the egg custard to her mouth bit by bit with her petal-like mouth, Ye Bihuang couldn't help pleading coquettishly, "Good teacher, I also want to eat your egg custard."

Jiang Yachun glanced at Ye Bihuang with charming eyes like silk, took a small mouthful, fed it to his mouth, and said, "Ah, greedy."

Ye Bihuang didn't answer and pouted at her. Jiang Yachun immediately knew what Ye Bihuang meant. The white and tender hibiscus and tender cheeks were like a layer of rouge. He looked at Ye Bihuang with black and white phoenix eyes, was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head,

Ye Bihuang didn't want to let Jiang Yachun go like this. He reached out and flirted with Jiang Yachun's snow-white and slippery thighs without stockings and said, "Good teacher, we are already in this relationship. What are you afraid of?"

Jiang Yachun's delicate body trembled slightly, pressed Ye Bihuang's big hand in a panic, and said in a tired voice, "Don't mess around"

"That's okay, as long as a good teacher feeds me a bite."

Ye Bihuang tapped Jiang Yachun's fleshy legs with his fingers and threatened with a smile,

"Well, I'm afraid of you."

Jiang Yachun doesn't want to do such a sweet and sentimental beautiful thing, but the qualitative change of the relationship between the two is only in a short time. She hasn't adapted to her identity, and she can't let go of her face and reservedness. However, under Ye Bihuang's hard bubble, Jiang Yachun thought to herself: Anyway, Bihuang already has that intention for herself. What else do I have to worry about? It's just mouth-to-mouth feeding. I've taken the kiss. What's the matter? But I'm really shy to take the initiative.

Ye Bihuang smiled happily and waited for Jiang Yachun's egg custard with a hopeful face. Jiang Yachun, who had made up her mind, suddenly became bold. She took a big mouthful of herself and sent it into her mouth. The egg custard melted into a mouthful of delicious ** in an instant. Jiang Yachun hugged Ye Bihuang's head and imprinted his lips on his lips. , gently pried open his teeth and poured the egg custard solution in her mouth into his mouth bit by little from the two beaded lips. Just as Jiang Yachun had entered the egg custard solution in his mouth and wanted to leave Ye Bihuang's lips, Ye Bihuang immediately hugged Jiang Yachun's head, did not let her lips leave his mouth, and continued to suck her. The fragrance in her mouth picked the hot tongue into her mouth, and then began to tease her tongue again,

Jiang Yachun's bright eyes were closed tightly, her white and delicate jade cheeks were hot and red, and her breathing became heavier and heavier. Her jade arms held Ye Bihuang tighter. The friction of her body made Ye Bihuang obviously feel that the plump ** on Jiang Yachun's chest was up and down, stirring him. He couldn't help sucking Jiang Yachun's wet and tender tongue more and more greedily, swallowing the saliva on the tongue, as if he couldn't wait to swallow Jiang Yachun's lilac tongue into his stomach,

Ye Bihuang deliberately squeezed his chest against Jiang Yachun's swollen and bulging Virgin peak. He pressed Jiang Yachun's chest buds through his clothes with his big hand. He pinched it wildly. He only felt that the tentacles were soft and clenched, and his lips were against her wet and hot lips, which made Jiang Yachun panicked. Spring was sprouting, and the other one was still staying. The big hand on her thighs also took action, caressed Jiang Yachun's plump and round thighs, and then slowly put her hand between her legs. There were bursts of babbling sounds from Jiang Yachun's nose, and his buttocks waved intentionally or unintentionally to respond to the movements of his fingers. When the cherry lips opened, there was a burst of fragrance like orchid fragrance from her. The fragrant mouth and Qiong's nose exhaled out, and the ** felt itchy and crispy, warm, and straight to the heart, which made people confused. Seeing Jiang Yachun's charming and intoxicating shyness, Ye Bihuang almost couldn't help correcting her on the spot,

When Ye Bihuang continued to suck hard, Jiang Yachun felt the pain. Dingxiang's tongue struggled in Ye Bihuang's mouth to take it back, but to no avail. Jiang Yachun saw that Ye Bihuang did not stop. He was so anxious that he hummed and shook his head left and right. Ye Bihuang also opened his mouth in time to let go of her fragrant tongue. Jiang Yachun's proud chest couldn't help. The ups and downs, constantly gasping, the warm and fragrant breath sprayed on Ye Bihuang's face. Ye Bihuang felt very comfortable,

Jiang Yachun's delicate body trembled gently when she was rubbed by Ye Bihuang. The crisp feeling stimulated the empty heart for a long time. She was shy and timid, but there was an inexplicable comfort. The delicate face of the frost and snow was full of red clouds, charming, full of spring, beautiful eyes, red lips and gasped hurriedly: "Little bad guy, you want me to I can't breathe."

Ye Bihuang licked the juice on his mouth and said, "No, I can help you breathe."

Jiang Yachun's mutton fat and white jade-like jade implied the meaning of spring. The beautiful eyes of autumn water looked at Ye Bihuang charmingly and said, "If you think of beauty, I won't be fooled by you."

Then he exclaimed in a low voice, "Take your hand away."

Without waiting for Ye Bihuang to take action, he couldn't wait to grab his big hand and pull away from his dark forest.

Ye Bihuang looked at his fingers with traces of water and said with an evil smile, "Good teacher, you got wet so soon."

When Jiang Yachun heard this, he quickly clamped his legs, grabbed Ye Bihuang's big hand, picked up the messy napkin placed on his thigh, and wiped the evidence of guilt on his fingers without leaving a trace.

"What should the culprit do?"

Ye Bihuang** looked at the raised triangle between Jiang Yachun's closed legs,

"What can you do?"

Jiang Yachun blurted out shyly,

Ye Bihuang was stunned when he heard the words and looked at Jiang Yachun in disbelief. Jiang Yachun's shy pink face tripped red from his mouth. He let go of his big hand in a panic, stood up in a panic and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Looking at her hurried figure, Ye Bihuang smiled proudly,

Ye Bihuang looked up at Jiang Yachun's thin powder, which was slightly red and beautiful when he came back from the bathroom. He couldn't help but say, "Mr. Jiang, if you go to Miss World's beauty pageant now, you will definitely be amazing."

"Let's talk too much. Let's eat quickly."

Jiang Yachun's charming eyes shine with joy,

Seeing Ye Bihuang's big hand attacking him again, Jiang Yachun clapped his hand fiercely: "Warning you, don't move anymore. If you mess up again, be careful of me." After saying that, he pointed to the watch on the wall and said, "It's almost afternoon. I can't be lawless like you. If I want to go to class, I will go to class. If I don't want to go to class, I won't go. I'm an office worker and I have to go to work on time."

"Well."

Through this matter, Ye Bihuang learned a lesson, that is, when a woman is in love, she must not give the other party more than five minutes of buffer time, because such time is enough for the other party to clean up her emotions and adjust her state,

Seeing Jiang Yachun's serious appearance, Ye Bihuang really dares not act rashly. Anyway, the water flows for a long time, and good dishes need to be eaten slowly. If you provoke the other party now, you will have no good fruit to eat in the future.

You can't eat beautiful women's tofu in a hurry,

"Okay, okay, eat and eat."

Ye Bihuang smelled his fingertips again and pretended to be intoxicated. Then he picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.

During the meal, Jiang Yachun repeatedly told Ye Bihuang that this art festival must win glory for the class, must perform well, and don't let her lose face in front of the judges,

"Don't worry, teacher, why are you so talkative? Oh, really, do you want me to show you again?"

Ye Bihuang can be regarded as understanding the power of the indiscriminate bombing of beautiful women. What he heard was that his ears were jumping,

"I haven't seen your performance. It's great. I'm just telling you. Since you're so confident, I won't talk about it." Realizing that he might be a little emotionally excited, Jiang Yachun tried to suppress his idea of talking and began to concentrate on eating.

Ye Bihuang smiled: "Teacher"

"Don't call me teacher, okay?" Jiang Yachun suddenly felt that Ye Bihuang always called his teacher a little strange,

"Well, what do I call you, Yachun, Chun'er, or Xiaojiang." Ye Bihuang smiled and said,

Jiang Yachun said, "Xiaojiang, be careful. I'll kick you for dinner. You'd better call me teacher."

Ye Bihuang raised his eyebrows and said, "I said that calling the teacher is more emotional and tasteful, which is very in line with the relationship between us, haha."

Jiang Yachun is basically used to Ye Bihuang's cheekiness and shamelessness. She decided to rush this guy away after dinner. It's too dangerous for him to stay in her own home. This guy can do anything

The school art festival is scheduled for December 9, which is also in line with the purpose of the 12.9 movement for several years. The title is the 129th Movement of several years and the First High School Art Festival in Puhai Province,

The activity is scheduled to start at 6 p.m. on December 9th and will be held until 9 p.m. Because there are students and teachers participating in this program, and there are various forms of performances, each art festival will attract a large number of attention. Even the reporters of Puhai Daily will come to interview at this time of the year, except for a few It's not good. Basically, every session is published in the newspaper.

And the provincial campus art festival will also be broadcast on local TV stations, which is basically the highest honor for a school's performance-type activities.

Generally speaking, the performance activities held by the school have a major feature, that is, rigidity, even the provincial high school, which has always been famous for innovation, is no exception.

Basically, each class of the school has signed up for several projects, but after the audition, basically only one program is left for each class. Some classes have too few people because of artistic cells, and they have not signed up for a single program.

At the beginning of the art festival, the sky was getting dark. The first one to be arranged to go on the stage was the big choir, which was performed by the class as a group. At first, there were more than 30 such classes, and finally there were only five left, of which was Class 2.1, and Ye Bihuang's class was Ye Bihuang is really outstanding. Basically, all the programs in his class except his own program have been withdrawn. Jiang Yachun said that he can't be distracted by studying hard, while the judge adheres to the principle of giving foreign students a little more opportunities.

Naturally, the chorus of the five classes can't be completed in one go. All of them come out together. Not to mention what Ye Bihuang will think, I'm afraid that the whole school will feel that there must be grass in the heads of those who arrange such an order of appearance. Basically, the chorus is interspersed in the beginning, the middle and the end in the order of two-two.

And the chorus "Dongfanghong" of Class 2.1 of Senior High School was arranged at the beginning. Xiao Qiuyu and Anxin Bi, as the two most outstanding girls in Class 2.1 of Senior High, became the lead dancer and lead singer of Class 2.1 of Senior High School, so the voice of Class 2.1 in the previous performance was also the highest, and there was nothing else. The reason is that Xiao Qiuyu and An Anxin are too popular,

Next is the performance programs of several teachers. The high teaching quality of the province also has a lot to do with the teacher's spiritual outlook. However, the only regret is that I think that the teachers in the province are relatively old, so the programs they perform are more suitable for people in their 40s and 50s, so the students who watch it are all They were stunned and drowsy. If it hadn't been for everyone sitting on the stool and not lying comfortably, I'm afraid everyone would have closed their eyes,

After several middle-aged and elderly programs, they finally ushered in a small highlight. It was a string of modern love songs of two sophomores in high school. The two took turns singing, and one person's string was relatively rhythmic. With the comparison of high music, it was finally saved everyone's drowsy state. The two little The guy is also quite handsome, but in the face of the following almost dispensable responses, they were not in a high mood. In the end, they ended up in a very failure.

When it comes to the midfield, there is gradually excitement, because this art festival is not only a student festival, but also a good time for teachers to show themselves. Mr. Jiang also signed up for the activities of the art festival,

There is nothing else in her project, just singing. Her song is also very simple. Her name is "One Thousand and One Nights",

Such a song instantly spread to the hearts of every student like a freshener. Jiang Yachun is the most beautiful female teacher in the school recognized by the students of the school. She is very popular. In addition, she wears a long white dress today, which is more noble and elegant. Ye Bihuang is logically far away and can't be seen clearly. Yes, but for him who has divine eyes, this is not a question,

When she opened her eyes, Ye Bihuang was completely stunned by Jiang Yachun. Jiang Yachun's beautiful hair hung down. The smooth silk-like black hair set off her skin, small fragrant shoulders, and towering jade peaks, straight and slightly closed. The legs, the slender thighs that are faintly visible under the white long skirt, noble and elegant, dignified and virtuous, the absolute goddess, the top beauty,

It's no wonder that almost all the sleepy students who just appeared on the stage woke up. It's absolutely eye-catching to meet such a beautiful woman's performance. Not to mention sleeping, I'm afraid that anyone who shows a trace of blasphemy will be dumped by the classmates next to them.

Jiang Yachun's singing voice was melodious and ethereal. At that time, it attracted a group of students to shout loudly. Of course, there were also teachers who maintained order at the scene, so the students did not burst out.

This scene made Ye Bihuang couldn't help but wonder what it would be if Jiang Yachun was the first to play when everyone was still energetic,

After Jiang Yachun finished singing the song, she went down from the backstage, followed by some crosstalk, sketches and other programs. Suddenly, the audience, who was a little excited, suddenly turned into frosted eggplant, swered,

"Oh, hey, Brother Huang, look at that girl. That girl is good." Lee Kuan Yew is not good at anything else. His eyesight is much better than that of ordinary people. He pointed to the group of girls in tights performing on the stage and shouted,

After Jiang Yachun step down, Ye Bihuang was a little bored. He was put on his shoulder by Lee Kuan Yew before he looked up.

"Cut, your vision is too low." Ye Bihuang touched his nose. He opened his eyes and looked at the girl. The girl had a good figure, but there were many black heads on her nose and several pimp seeds on her face.

In addition to other things, the scary-looking pimps lowered the girl's scores a lot,

However, Ye Bihuang obviously forgot that although Lee Kuan Yew's eyes were good, he had not yet reached the point of a thousand-mile eye. He couldn't see the pimp black head or something at all. Looking at the girl from a distance, she was really interesting.

"Damn it, what's your eyes? That girl is very beautiful, with long hair and a good figure. Wow, I'm going to drool."

"Damn it, your face is so ugly. Look at it yourself." Ye Bihuang is a little speechless,

"Face, you can see clearly. Her face is very good."

At this time, Ye Bihuang understood that Lee Kuan Ye could only see the outline of his face at most. At present, he was a little speechless and had to say, "Okay, when I didn't say anything." As Ye Bihuang's eyes swept over, er, why is the girl so familiar?