my world double door.

[Classmates, get out of class is over...]

[Ding-ling-ling…]

"Ah, here it comes again..."

The campus was ringing with the sound of bells. The curtains on the fifth-floor windows rippled, and some subtle sounds could be heard from inside, but they were perfectly masked by the echoing bells, and nothing could be heard.

Outside the window, it was noon.

At noon in summer, the sun is hot and strong, the sky is as blue as a gem, and the white clouds are leisurely, as if they were painted by a skilled painter. Under such a blue sky and white clouds, a lively scene of eating after school is being staged in the junior high school campus.

As soon as the bell rang, the originally quiet teaching building suddenly became lively. The classroom door was pushed open and students poured out like a torrent. The sound of footsteps, shouts, and laughter intertwined, breaking the tranquility of the campus.

The corridor was filled with youthful figures. The boys chased each other, sweat dripping from their foreheads, but their energy was not reduced at all. The girls held hands and chattered about their little secrets, their laughter as clear as silver bells. Their faces were filled with youthful vigor, which was the anticipation for the upcoming lunch time.

The sun shines through the window onto the tiles in the corridor, reflecting a dazzling light. A girl with short hair is walking briskly with a schoolbag on her back. Her bangs are soaked with sweat and stick to her skin. As she walks, she talks to her friends about the difficult problems that the math teacher taught in the morning, with a thoughtful gleam in her eyes.

"Oh, this question really stumped me, luckily you explained it to me." She said with a smile.

Her friend patted her on the shoulder and said, "Let's work together. We will definitely do better next time!"

In the crowd, there were a few naughty boys pushing each other, and one of them accidentally bumped into the wall, causing the surrounding classmates to burst into laughter. He scratched his head embarrassedly and joined the crowd with a red face.

Walking out of the teaching building, the heat wave hits us. Under the blue sky and white clouds, the school playground looks particularly empty. The green lawn is a bit dazzling under the sunshine, and the plastic track exudes a faint smell of rubber. Several boys who love sports don't care about the heat and go straight to the playground to prepare for a hearty football game.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle, we have to decide the winner today!" the leading boy shouted loudly.

They quickly put down their schoolbags and ran on the playground, their figures jumping in the sunshine, as if blending into the enthusiasm of this summer.

More students walked towards the canteen. A long line had formed at the entrance of the canteen. Although everyone was anxious, they still waited in an orderly manner. Some students in the line took their textbooks and took advantage of the time to review while waiting in line; others stretched their necks and looked into the canteen, guessing what delicious dishes would be served today.

"I hope we can have my favorite braised pork today." A fat boy said expectantly.

"I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs." The tall and thin man next to him responded.

In the canteen, the staff were busy preparing a sumptuous lunch for the students. The aroma of the steaming hot food was mouth-watering. At the window for serving food, the students handed in their plates one by one, and the chefs skillfully served the rice and scooped the vegetables with quick and accurate movements.

"Please give me more, Master. I'm starving!" a boy said with a smile.

The chef also responded with a smile: "Just enough to eat, don't waste it."

The students who got their meals couldn't wait to find seats and start to eat. The restaurant was filled with the aroma of various foods, noisy conversations, and the sound of tableware colliding, forming a picture full of life.

In a corner, several girls sat together, eating slowly and chewing their food. As they ate, they whispered about a novel they had read recently, their eyes full of intoxication.

"I think the heroine is so brave. I can't do what she does." said a girl wearing glasses.

"I like the male lead. He's handsome and gentle." said another girl.

At a table not far away, several boys were eating with gusto and teasing each other from time to time.

"Look at you, you eat so much, be careful to become a fat man."

"Humph, I'm just growing up, and being able to eat is a blessing!"

Some students also chose to eat under the shade of the trees on campus. They sat on the stone benches and enjoyed the coolness for a moment. The breeze blew, and the leaves rustled, bringing a hint of coolness.

"The weather is so hot. It's cooler here." said a boy in a white shirt.

"Yeah, but the food is still hot and delicious." The companion next to him responded.

At this time, melodious music came from the campus radio, adding a touch of warmth to this lively scene.

After finishing their meal, some students went back to the classroom to rest, while others took a walk around the campus to digest their food. On the playground, the boys playing football were still running to their heart's content; under the shade of the trees, several students sat together, discussing the activities that would be held in the afternoon.

The scenes after school at noon on campus are so gentle, but what no one knows is that behind the curtains on the fifth floor, there is the same tenderness and passion.

"Li Yang, this is already the sixth time, can you please stop? I can't stand it..."

The sound of pleading with a crying tone was vaguely heard. Even though the air conditioner was on, the temperature in the room did not seem to drop at all.

"Teacher Lin Yue, you are my goddess, how can I control myself..."

The young man's voice murmured something, followed by a tumbling noise.

I don't know how long it took, but a stream of water suddenly gushed out of the air conditioner outlet. After a half-hour break, a beautiful but extremely tired figure with no clothes on walked into the bathroom and washed herself. A moment later, the goddess-like beauty came out, wiped off the water stains, changed into a white miniskirt, black leather shoes and white calf socks, and wore a white T-shirt on her upper body. She was hugged by a young figure.

"Hmm~"

The two kissed for a while, and Lin Yue took the initiative to separate her lips from Li Yang's. She panted heavily and pleaded with Li Yang: "Li Yang, the teacher is really exhausted. Let the teacher rest in the dormitory. Can you go back first?"

"Well, Teacher Lin, you need to exercise more and take care of your body. This is only seven times..."

Li Yang looked at the woman with a smile in his eyes, then he spoke with a smile. After he finished speaking, he saw that Teacher Lin Yue was really scared and tired, so he kissed her forehead, put her extremely beautiful body, the goddess of his dreams, which he had fucked seven times, on the bed, and did not let her go. He took the key in his hand and walked out of the girls' dormitory with a smile.

Walking out of the girls' dormitory and looking at the cafeteria in front of him, Li Yang's eyes flashed with emotion.

I still remember that when I was in junior high school, as soon as the bell rang, students rushed out of the classrooms like wild horses and rushed to the cafeteria. The entrance of the cafeteria was instantly crowded with people, and everyone pushed and shoved, trying to squeeze in early.

Entering the cafeteria, the rows of wooden tables and chairs look a bit old, but full of traces of time. In front of the window, a long line has already formed. Students hold their meal cards tightly in their hands, staring at the window in front of them, thinking about today's meal.

The air was filled with the aroma of food, including the simple taste of big pot dishes and the wheat aroma of steamed buns. The chefs serving food, wearing white work clothes, hats and masks, skillfully served rice and vegetables to the students.

Some boys lined up in groups of two or three, laughing and talking loudly, discussing the morning classes or interesting things that happened during the break. Occasionally, they would complain because the team was moving too slowly, but would soon be attracted by their companions' words and continue their lively conversation.

The girls were relatively quiet. Some of them whispered about the novels they had read recently or their favorite stars, while others were silently thinking about their own things.

Finally, the food was served and the students quickly found their seats and sat down. At the table, everyone ate with gusto. Some ate voraciously, as if they had been hungry for a long time; others chewed slowly and looked up at the classmates around them from time to time.

In a corner, several close friends sat together, sharing pickles or snacks brought from home. "Try this pickle made by my mom, it's delicious!" a girl said, and the others stretched out their chopsticks.

Occasionally, some naughty boys would snatch a piece of meat when their classmates weren't paying attention, causing laughter and chasing.

After the meal, everyone sent their plates to the designated place, and then left the canteen contentedly, ready to face the afternoon class. The canteen at that time, although not as spacious and bright as it is now, and with rich and diverse food, was full of simple and pure happiness, and became an unforgettable memory of junior high school life.

And now, these memories have been shaped into reality one by one.

"The English teacher was so cool that the fragile seal was broken."

Those seven times, spread all over the room, really made Teacher Lin Yue feel comfortable in every way.

Li Yang murmured a little, feeling that this was the real fun.

Otherwise, it would be quite boring to just go for it when you meet someone.

Thinking of this, he then had an idea. In order to better experience the happiness here, he sealed and sorted out his memory once again so that he could better enjoy the comfort of this special environment.

When he walked into the cafeteria, he found that there were not many people. He got off Teacher Lin too late, so he ate faster by himself. Then he thought about it and considered that Teacher Zhang Yi had something to ask him, so he wiped his mouth, washed his hands, and walked towards the Chinese teacher's office.

"…………"

The afternoon sun shines through the gaps in the blinds, lazily spilling onto the floor of the office, creating mottled shadows. In this quiet corner, a gentle-looking female teacher is sitting at her desk, concentrating on correcting students' homework.

She was wearing a white shirt, pure as snow, with a light blue silk scarf tied around her collar, adding a touch of elegance to the purity. The sleeves of her shirt were neatly rolled up, revealing her slender and fair wrists, with a simple silver watch on her wrist, the hands of which were quietly turning, recording this quiet time.

She was wearing a black hip skirt that tightly wrapped around her graceful curves. The hem of the skirt stopped just above her knees, showing off her slender and charming legs. The black stockings, like a layer of gauze, gently covered her skin, revealing a mysterious and seductive charm. She was wearing a pair of black high heels on her feet. The heels were slender and delicate. Every slight movement made a crisp and rhythmic sound, as if striking a unique melody in this quiet office.

Her face is gentle and peaceful, like a delicate painting. Her curved eyebrows are as light as willow leaves, naturally stretching above her bright and clear eyes. Her eyes are like a deep lake, shining with wisdom and kindness under the shade of her long eyelashes. When her eyes fall on the homework book, her focused expression seems to be able to see through every word and understand the students' minds.

Her nose is straight and small, adding a sense of three-dimensionality to her profile. Her rosy lips are slightly upturned, with a faint smile, as if she is communicating silently with the words in the exercise book. Her skin is as white and delicate as mutton-fat jade, and in the sunlight, it has a faint luster and is as warm as pearls.

At this moment, she is gently holding a red fountain pen, the tip of the pen sliding smoothly on the homework book. Her eyes are focused and serious, her brows are slightly furrowed, and she occasionally stops writing, thinking for a moment, and then writes lines of comments on the homework book. The comments are not only an evaluation of the students' homework, but also encouragement and expectations for their efforts and progress.

Her long hair falls on her shoulders like a waterfall, swaying gently as she moves. A few strands of hair slip down inadvertently, and she gently pushes them behind her ears with her hands, her movements are elegant and natural. Beside her ears, a pair of small pearl earrings sparkle softly, complementing her overall temperament.

The office was very quiet, with only the occasional sound of her flipping through her exercise book and the rustling of her pen across paper. Her breathing was steady and even, and every breath seemed to carry her care for her students and her love for education.

On her desk, there are piles of homework books neatly arranged, and next to them there is an open teaching reference book. A green plant grows quietly at the corner of the desk, adding a touch of vitality and vigor to this space. The sunlight shines through the window and falls on her body, outlining her graceful outline, as if she were covered with a layer of golden gauze.

There is no trace of impatience or perfunctoriness in her.

Perhaps it is because of this that many students are impressed by her after graduation.

After marking the assignments, Zhang Yi stretched her body, and a big bulge suddenly appeared on her full chest. She yawned and was about to lift her perky butt under her hip skirt to leave her seat when she suddenly heard the sound of the door being pushed open. She looked up and a gentle smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Teacher Zhang Yi, what's the matter with you asking me to come to your office alone?"

Li Yang walked into the office, looked at Teacher Zhang Yi's black stockings and hip skirt, and asked with a smile. (End of this chapter)