my world double door.

Zhang Yi sat quietly in a corner of the sofa, her eyes wandering, but she would occasionally glance at Li Yang beside her. Li Yang seemed a little embarrassed, fiddling with the corner of his clothes unconsciously. The temperature in the room was kept at a pleasant level by the air conditioner, but the atmosphere between Li Yang and the others was so hot that it seemed to ignite the cold air.

Zhang Yi's hair was slightly scattered, with a few strands sticking to her forehead. Her delicate skin glowed charmingly under the soft light. Zhang Yi bit her lower lip lightly, and the blush added to her charm. Li Yang's eyes occasionally fell on Zhang Yi, but he quickly moved away, as if he was afraid that Zhang Yi would discover his inner panic.

The breathing sounds of the two people were particularly clear in the silence, and every inhalation and exhalation was like a silent contest. Zhang Yi moved her body slightly, and the slight friction sound was like thunder in this quiet environment. Li Yang's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, swallowing the inexplicable tension.

Different from teacher Lin Yue who was the first to break the shackles.

Teacher Lin Yue is young and beautiful, and she is the goddess in his mind. When he was moved, his love and possessiveness for the goddess almost quickly overwhelmed other emotions.

However, as a class teacher, the prestige that Zhang Yi has accumulated in people's hearts over the years is not so easy to forget.

Even though he was a little impulsive in the office, when he saw Zhang Yi's eyes at this moment, Li Yang found that as a student he was still a little timid.

"You..." Zhang Yi finally broke the silence, her voice as gentle as the breeze.

Li Yang raised his head suddenly, his eyes met Zhang Yi's, and he immediately dodged in panic. "Hmm?" Li Yang's response was trembling.

Zhang Yi lowered her head slightly, her cheeks flushed, "Nothing, I just feel a little stuffy."

Li Yang stood up hurriedly and walked to the air conditioning controller. His fingers hesitated on the buttons, but he didn't press any of them in the end. "Will it? I think it's okay." There was a hint of uncertainty in Li Yang's voice.

Zhang Yi smiled softly, her laughter was as clear as a silver bell, but with a hint of ambiguity. "Maybe it's because I'm with you that I feel this way."

Li Yang's face flushed instantly, not knowing how to respond. Zhang Yi's eyes were full of provocation, as if waiting for Li Yang's further action.

Li Yang slowly walked back to the sofa and sat down next to Zhang Yi. The distance between them was so close that they could feel each other's body temperature. The faint fragrance of Zhang Yi lingered on Li Yang's nose, making his heart beat more violently.

Li Yang mustered up his courage, reached out and gently held Zhang Yi's hand. Zhang Yi's hand trembled slightly, but she did not break free. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the whole world was left with only Li Yang and him.

"I..." Li Yang's voice was low and hoarse.

Zhang Yi raised her head, her eyes full of anticipation.

At this moment, the cool breeze from the air-conditioning vent brushed their cheeks, but it could not cool the fire burning in their hearts. Their eyes met, and the fiery emotions seemed to melt each other.

"Hmm~"

Li Yang simply didn't say the rest of the word "I". He looked at Teacher Zhang Yi's gentle face and couldn't control himself anymore. He stretched out his mouth and kissed her red lips tightly. While kissing her passionately, he looked at Teacher Zhang Yi's gentle and tolerant eyes.

Teacher Zhang Yi's brows were furrowed, and her eyes revealed some panic and more relaxation. The look in her eyes made Li Yang bolder and bolder. He kissed Zhang Yi's lips hard, and the emotions in his mind were gradually filled with crazy possessiveness.

He looked at the plump and gentle Chinese teacher, his heart growing hotter and hotter, until he suddenly pushed her onto the bed.

"Hmm~"

Zhang Yi's eyes trembled, and she stretched out her hands on both sides, tightly grasping the white sheets, and her closed eyelashes trembled slightly.

The bath towel was pulled out and fell to the side.

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Time passes.

The disappearance of Li Yang and teachers Zhang Yi this afternoon was just like the disappearance of Li Yang and teachers Lin Yue in the morning. Many people did not ask much questions and no one cared much.

Everyone in the school knew the truth but pretended not to know about it and went about their business as usual.

This continued until evening.

When the afterglow of the setting sun gently covers the campus like a veil, the tranquility of the evening quietly descends. The mottled shadows of people in the school interweave a picture full of vitality and warmth.

On the playground of the campus, a group of students are playing a fierce football game. The orange-red light of the setting sun shines on them, casting long shadows. The players are running and chasing, and their figures move quickly on the grass, like jumping notes. Sweat soaks their clothes, but their eyes are full of concentration and passion. The spectators on the sidelines are also infected by the tense atmosphere. They stand or sit in a staggered manner. Some hold their hands in front of their chests, frowning, and sweating for the team they support; others wave their arms excitedly and shout loudly to cheer for the players. Their shadows, long or short, are reflected in the setting sun, interweaving with the figures of the players on the field, forming a dynamic picture.

On the small paths of the campus, groups of students were walking and chatting. They carried school bags, held textbooks or snacks in their hands, and their figures looked particularly warm under the illumination of street lamps. Some students walked briskly, eager to go home and share the fun of the day with their families; others slowed down their pace and enjoyed this moment of leisure. Their laughter echoed in the air, breaking the tranquility of the evening. The trees on the roadside cast shadows, and the figures of the students shuttled between shadows and light, as if performing a dance of light and shadow.

In the teaching building, the lights gradually light up. In the classroom, there are still some students studying seriously. They are quiet and focused, leaning over the desks, with the tips of their pens rustling on the paper. The teachers walk back and forth in the classroom, patiently answering the students' questions. Their shadows are elongated under the lights, projected on the walls, and look solemn and sacred. In the corridor, the busy figures of the students on duty are also particularly eye-catching. They hold brooms and mops and clean every corner carefully. Their figures look diligent and lovely under the lights.

In the school garden, the fragrance of flowers permeates the air. Some students sit on benches, quietly reading books in their hands. They are surrounded by flowers and trees, as if they are in a peaceful world. The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the gaps in the leaves and forms patches of light on them. Occasionally, a breeze blows by, blowing their hair and pages of books, and their figures sway slightly, as if they are integrated with nature.

At the school gate, parents have been waiting for a long time. Some of them anxiously looked around the campus, looking for their children; others stood quietly by the side, holding their children's favorite snacks. When the students walked out of the school gate one after another, the parents immediately showed a gratified smile on their faces. They came forward and took the children's schoolbags, and their figures looked particularly friendly in the afterglow of the sunset. The children excitedly told about the day at school, and the parents listened attentively. Their figures gradually walked away and merged into the evening streets.

In a corner of the school, a teacher is talking to a student. The teacher is kind and gentle, while the student is confused and lost. The light of the setting sun shines on them, as if creating an exclusive space for them. The teacher patiently guides the student, and the student gradually becomes firm. Their conversation floats gently in the evening breeze, full of care and encouragement. The school in the evening is mottled with people. Some of these figures are full of energy, some are quiet and focused, and some are warm and kind. Together, they form a vivid and beautiful picture of campus life. In this land full of hope and dreams, each figure carries a unique story and emotion. As the sunset falls, these stories and emotions will settle in the tranquility of the night, waiting for a new day to shine again.

As night falls, the lights on campus become brighter. The figures gradually disperse, but the memories and emotions they left behind will remain forever in this vibrant campus. The school gate slowly closes, as if the beauty of the day is treasured inside. And tomorrow, when the first ray of sunshine shines on the campus again, new figures and new stories will continue to unfold.

"Well, Li Yang, do you want to have dinner? I'll make it for you."

At teacher Zhang Yi's home, Zhang Yi, who had struggled to put on a piece of clothing, looked at Li Yang who was pressing on her again. Her eyes were bitter and she spoke with some difficulty.

"Um, okay. Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Zhang."

Li Yang raised his eyebrows, and what he said made Teacher Zhang Yi smile immediately, thinking that it finally stopped.

"However, I have nowhere to go tonight, so I will stay at Teacher Zhang's house."

"Ah, are you going to stay here? Why don't you go back to the dorm?"

"I want to sleep in your bed, can't I?"

"No, okay, I'll go cook for you..."

Teacher Zhang Yi pursed her lips and hurried to the kitchen to cook amid Li Yang's satisfied smile.

Li Yang sat on the sofa and drank a sip of tea, watching her in simple clothes busy preparing dinner for him in the kitchen.

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Time flies, and Li Yang spent another night in joy.

In this simple campus, the sunlight shines through the sparse leaves, casting mottled shadows.

In the morning, Li Yang carried teacher Zhang Yi, who was now dressed neatly as a teacher, around her waist and walked from her home to the inner road in front of the school gate. As soon as he walked up, he suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Looking forward, a beautiful young woman, the head teacher, was walking slowly in front.

She was wearing a simple white dress, the hem of which swayed gently with her steps. The folds of the skirt were like delicate ripples, creating an elegant arc in the breeze. Her slender waist was gently bound by a light blue belt, which further highlighted the graceful curves of her figure.

Her steps were light and calm, and each step seemed to carry a unique rhythm. The stone road under her feet was a little bumpy, but her steps were always steady and firm. Her high heels tapped the ground lightly, making a crisp and rhythmic sound, like a moving melody echoing in the campus.

Her face is delicate and beautiful, her fair skin is as soft as mutton-fat jade, and it emits a soft luster under the sunlight. Her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and her slightly upturned eyes have a natural charm. Her bright eyes are like deep lake water, clear and smart, as if they can see through the students' inner thoughts. Her nose is straight, her lips are as delicate as cherries, and her slightly upturned mouth corners always have a warm smile, which makes people feel like spring breeze.

Her hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, and the slightly curly ends fluttered in the wind. Her black and shiny hair sparkled charmingly under the sunlight, and was as smooth and soft as black satin. She gently tucked her hair behind her ears with one hand, revealing her small and delicate ears, and a pair of simple pearl earrings on her ears, adding a bit of elegance.

She held a lesson plan in her hand, her fingers long and slender, gently holding the edge of the book. The paper of the lesson plan was a little yellowed, but she regarded it as a treasure, as if it was all the hard work of her education career. Her eyes sometimes fell on the lesson plan, and sometimes raised her head and looked around the campus.

Although the campus buildings are simple, they are full of traces of time. The lime on the walls has fallen off, revealing the mottled bricks and stones inside. The doors and windows of the classrooms also look a bit old, and the paint has peeled off, revealing the original color of the wood. However, in her eyes, all of this is full of vitality and hope.

She walked through the classrooms, and heard the sound of students reading aloud. She couldn't help but stop and look through the window. She saw students sitting in their seats, reading the text carefully. She had a gratified smile on her face, and her eyes were full of love and expectation for the students.

"The head teacher of the next class, Zhao Ya?"

Teacher Zhang Yi originally wanted to go back to her office to teach the morning class, but Li Yang held her waist and followed her to the outside of the office that did not belong to her. At this moment, Li Yang held her waist, looking at the slender figure in front of him with a slight gleam in his eyes.

"Teacher Zhang Yi, although I am not very familiar with Teacher Zhao Ya, we often meet each other."

Li Yang watched Teacher Zhao Ya walk into her independent office with a smile on her face. She hugged Zhang Yi to her ear and whispered, "Teacher, please go talk to her for me. I have something to ask her."

"You want to chat with Zhao Ya?"

Zhang Yi bit her lip, looked into Li Yang's eyes for a moment, then clenched her hands and walked towards the office in front as she was told.

Li Yang looked at Zhang Yi walking away, a smile appeared on his lips, and he followed behind.

Teacher Zhang Yi looks gentle, generous and tolerant.

But in fact, his demand for money, power, and position is no less than that of Teacher Lin Yue~ (End of this chapter)