my world double door.

"Whoo~"

Inside the girls' dormitory, Lin Yue's beautiful body lay quietly on the bed. The fair and tender body that countless boys dreamed of as a goddess was motionless. Except for her breathing and eyes, there was no moving part on her body.

Obviously, this goddess in the hearts of many boys and male teachers is exhausted.

But obviously, at this moment, the goddess has deeply experienced the "consequences" brought about by her "goddess" posture. She lies on the bed, feeling so tired that she doesn't want to move at all.

Obviously, he was exhausted by Li Yang's torment for the whole morning.

"I really didn't expect that this was Li Yang's first time..."

Lin Yue thought to himself and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Obviously, although she was tired, this goddess teacher was also satisfied.

Especially when I thought that it was my first time too, the satisfaction in my heart was even greater!
Thinking about what Li Yangchong had said to her before, Lin Yue felt regretful, but when she thought about her attraction to him, she felt a little relieved.

"Li Yang shouldn't treat me unfairly."

Lin Yue thought about it in his heart, and thought of the excitement of her kissing him all over his body, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

As a goddess, her body was undoubtedly precious, but she was very satisfied to give it to someone like Li Yang.

After lying in bed and resting until he could catch his breath, Lin Yue felt the sunlight was a bit dazzling. He forced himself to stand up again and went to the window to close the curtains.

But before she drew the curtains, a figure on campus caught her attention.

"........."

On the campus's boulevards, there is often a figure that attracts everyone's attention. That is Zhao Yu, who is known as the campus goddess.

Zhao Yu has long, silky chestnut hair, with slightly curly ends resting lightly on her shoulders, like beautiful lines carefully drawn by nature. The sunlight shines on her hair, reflecting a charming luster, and every strand of hair seems to be telling the agility and vitality of youth.

Her forehead was broad and full, and her fair skin was as smooth and delicate as mutton-fat jade, without a single flaw. Two slender willow-leaf eyebrows were perfectly set on her smooth forehead, with the ends of her eyebrows slightly raised, giving her a playful and agile look.

Her eyes are the most eye-catching. They are a pair of clear and bright almond eyes, like deep lake water and bright stars. The eyes seem to contain thousands of words. The lines of her double eyelids are natural and smooth, making her eyes more deep and bright. Her long eyelashes are like small fans, thick and curled. When she blinks gently, her eyelashes are like butterfly wings, which are very attractive.

Her nose was straight and small, as delicate as the most perfect work of a sculptor. Her nostrils moved slightly, as if she was gently breathing in the fresh air on campus.

Zhao Yu's lips are like delicate rose petals, soft and elastic. The upper lip is slightly upturned, showing a beautiful arc, and the lower lip is full and plump. There is always a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, and that smile is like a flower blooming in spring, warm and intoxicating, making people fall in love with it.

Her face is a standard oval face with soft and smooth lines. Her chin is pointed but round, giving her a perfect sense of refinement.

Zhao Yu's ears are small and delicate, and her earlobes are round and cute. Occasionally, a few strands of hair would gently brush past, adding a bit of hazy beauty.

Her neck is long and elegant, as noble as a swan. Under her delicate skin, veins are faintly visible, showing the vitality of life.

Zhao Yu is tall and slender, with perfect proportions. Her shoulders are of moderate width and graceful lines. Her arms are long and straight, and her fingers are slender and long, as delicate as green onion roots. Her waist is slender, not even a hand's length, but with just the right sense of strength.

She likes to wear a simple yet fashionable school uniform. A blue tie tied around the collar of a white shirt makes her look neat and tidy. The blue pleated skirt just reaches above the knees, swaying gently with her steps, showing her youthful vitality and agility.

At the sports meet, she put on her sportswear, the close-fitting sports vest and shorts, which perfectly showed her body curves. She ran on the field with a vigorous figure, and the sweat soaked her hair, but it made her look more charming.

Zhao Yu's beauty lies not only in her exquisite facial features and perfect figure, but also in the confidence and elegance that emanates from her. Her every smile and frown seems to carry a kind of magic that makes people want to get close to her to appreciate and feel her beauty.

After the lunch break, there is fifteen minutes of rest time for tidying up.

Zhao Yu packed up the books on the desk in an orderly manner as usual, with gentle and graceful movements. She stood up and walked out of the classroom, and at that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped for her. She was the well-deserved goddess in the hearts of her classmates in this school.

Zhao Yu has smooth black straight hair, as smooth as satin, which is simply tied into a high ponytail, swaying rhythmically with her light steps. The few strands of bangs on her forehead are slightly soaked with sweat, and playfully stick to her fair forehead. Her eyebrows are thick and neat, like two slender willow leaves, and the slightly upturned eyebrows add a bit of agility and playfulness to her. Those bright big eyes are like clear lake water, deep and charming, as if hiding endless secrets and dreams. The long eyelashes are as if they have been carefully trimmed, thick and curled. Whenever she blinks, her eyelashes flutter gently like a fan, as if they can blow away the heat around her, and seem to stir the heartstrings of others.

Her nose was straight, and her small nose wings opened and closed slightly with her breathing, showing a natural and pure beauty. Her rosy lips were like delicate rose petals, bright and attractive in color, and her mouth corners always unconsciously turned up, revealing two shallow dimples, as if filled with endless sweetness and warmth.

Zhao Yu was wearing a washed blue and white school uniform. Although the color of the uniform was no longer so bright and the corners of the uniform had some signs of wear and tear, it looked particularly neat and decent on her. She gently rolled up the cuffs of her school uniform, revealing her slender wrists, on which she wore a simple electronic watch, the movement of the hands of which recorded every moment of her campus life.

She held a few books in her hands and walked lightly on the path in the campus. The path was paved with gravel, and some places were uneven, and even a few naughty stones would roll under her feet. Zhao Yu walked carefully, fearing that she would sprain her ankle if she was not careful. Every step was taken so carefully, but elegantly. The playground of the campus was a dusty yellow land, with no plastic track or green lawn. But at this moment, there was still a group of energetic boys running and playing football on the playground. Their laughter and shouts echoed in the air, and their clothes were soaked with sweat, shining in the sun. When Zhao Yu passed by the playground, the boys' eyes were unconsciously attracted to her, and their movements became a little slow. Their eyes were full of admiration and appreciation, as if Zhao Yu's appearance was a cool breeze in this hot noon.

There were several old poplar trees beside the playground, with lush branches and leaves, casting patches of shade under the scorching sun. Zhao Yu walked under the tree, stopped, raised her head slightly, and looked at the gaps between the leaves. The sunlight penetrated through the gaps, turning into golden rays of light that sprinkled on her face, forming patches of light spots. She closed her eyes, feeling the coolness of this moment. The breeze blew past, lifting her hair, and the scene was as beautiful as a painting. Her face looked more three-dimensional and charming in the interweaving of light and shadow, and her fair skin showed a faint blush, as if it had been gently kissed by the sun and breeze.

Going forward, there is a row of dilapidated classrooms. Some of the windows in the classrooms are broken and simply nailed with wooden boards. The lime on the walls has fallen off a lot, revealing the red bricks inside, as if telling the vicissitudes of time. Zhao Yu passed by a classroom and saw that the desks and chairs inside were placed unevenly, and there were still chalk words left on the blackboard by the teacher. Those handwritings were blurred and sloppy, but they recorded the transfer of knowledge and the communication between teachers and students.

There is a small flower bed in the corner of the campus, where some unknown small flowers are planted, blooming tenaciously in this simple environment. They are colorful, pink, purple, and yellow. Although the flowers are small, they are full of vitality and vigor. Zhao Yu squatted down and admired these small flowers carefully, with tenderness and love in her eyes. She gently stroked the petals, as if she was having a silent conversation with these small flowers. The smile on her mouth became brighter, as if she drew strength from the tenacity of these small flowers.

At this time, several girls walked by her side. They smiled and greeted Zhao Yu, their eyes full of envy and friendliness. Zhao Yu responded with a smile, her voice clear and pleasant, like a spring flowing in the mountains. Her eyes were full of sincerity and kindness, which made those girls feel very warm. They surrounded Zhao Yu, sharing the fun and troubles of the day, and for a while, laughter and joy echoed in the campus.

The campus cafeteria was not far away, and there was a long line at the entrance. The aroma of food wafted out from inside. Although it was just simple home-cooked dishes, it could make people feel a little satisfied at this hungry moment. Zhao Yu did not queue up, but turned and walked towards the school gate. Her figure shuttled through the campus, like a beautiful landscape.

Next to the message room at the school gate, there sat an old man who was watching the gate, reading a newspaper carefully. His face was full of traces of time, but his eyes were still kind and firm. Zhao Yu said goodbye to the old man politely. The old man raised his head, a kind smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were full of love and relief. He waved his hand to signal her to be careful on the road. The moment the rough big hand waved in the air, it seemed to convey a silent blessing.

Walking out of the school gate, there is a narrow street. There are some small shops on both sides of the street, selling stationery and snacks. The sun shines on the street, making the ground white. Zhao Yu walks slowly, and the sun shines on her body, casting a slender shadow. Her eyes are full of longing and expectation for the future. In this simple campus, she is like a blooming flower, exuding the light of youth. She is not afraid of the harsh environment and is still beautiful.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, and occasionally a bicycle passed by with a crisp ring. Zhao Yu was walking and suddenly heard a familiar shout. It turned out that it was her friend waving at her not far away. Her friend's face was full of enthusiasm and joy, and there was only Zhao Yu in her eyes. She quickened her pace and greeted her friend. The two walked side by side, their arms swinging naturally, and laughter floated on the street in the afternoon. They shared each other's thoughts and talked about their future dreams. The vitality of youth was fully revealed in them.

In the distant sky, a few white clouds were floating leisurely, pure and white, as if they were also appreciating the beauty and innocence of this goddess girl. On this noon in 2014, Zhao Yu's figure became the most moving scenery in this simple campus, and was forever frozen in that youthful and beautiful time.

He quickly ran home and put some things back in the yard of the bungalow next to the school, and then Zhao Yu hurried back.

"Zhao Yu."

When passing the fifth floor, Lin Yue in the dormitory looked at Zhao Yu, the most beautiful girl in the school with fair skin and slender legs, running, and a hint of thought flashed in his eyes.

After watching Zhao Yu return to the teaching building, Lin Yue closed the curtains to block the sunlight from entering the room and slowly fell asleep.

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In the language office.

Li Yang, who rushed to the office before lunch break, smiled when he saw the beautiful and gentle Chinese teacher grading the test papers.

"Teacher, I'm correcting homework."

Li Yang's eyes fell on the Chinese teacher's black silk thighs and the plump hip skirt as she sat on the office chair, and then moved to her chest. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up into a smile, and he moved forward with a smile.

"Well, the homework assigned yesterday has been collected, so today is a good time to revise it."

When Zhang Yi saw Li Yang coming, she quickly put away her pen and spoke with a smile. She was about to pull out some chairs and stand up, but Li Yang, who had arrived first, stretched out his hand and pressed his palm on the pair of black silk thighs.

"Teacher, it's okay, you don't have to stand up, correcting the homework is the most important thing."

Li Yang spoke with a smile, and without waiting for Teacher Zhang Yi's response, he suddenly hugged her neck and kissed her rosy lips.

"Hmm~"

The touch was warm and the next moment Li Yang kissed her hard.

Teacher Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, subconsciously squinting her eyes and frowning, but she did not resist at all, and the pen in her hand fell to the ground.

She didn't bother to pick it up. When her lips were sore from being kissed, she couldn't help but tilt her neck back. Then Li Yang's lips moved down to kiss her fair chin, and then down from her chin to her neck, and then continued down...

"hu~hu~"

Zhang Yi exhaled hot air, felt her shirt open, and touched Li Yang's head with a slightly complicated look. (End of this chapter)