So all the wives were waiting for me to break up with them.

238. Ah, the smell of 'sugar'!

Zhou You and Ning Moxin were having a very intense and unstoppable affair outside.

Inside the classroom, the male teacher walked around in reverse order of the student ID numbers, stood next to Zhou You's seat, and picked up the last test paper.

After discovering that Zhou You had finished his exam, he didn't pay much attention to the fact that the only male student in the psychology department hadn't returned yet. Perhaps he was doing some physical work and needed some time, which was normal.

The male teacher took the papers back to the podium, sorted them out a bit, and checked them again to make sure they were correct.

"You can leave now."

"Oh!" *N

The female students from the psychology department responded enthusiastically, but instead of standing up, they all looked at their club president, Tang An'an.

Zhou You and Ning Moxin went out one after the other, and then didn't come back for a long time. This is... this is the scent of 'sweetness'!

Teacher Ning and student Zhou are absolutely, absolutely, absolutely...

Ah~~!!

The kind of behavior that makes your whole body go numb and your brain rush with excitement just by thinking about it.

Psychology majors are itching to rush out and find some ink to enjoy the sweet moments up close.

but!

According to the second rule of the Ink Support Club, the most important role of the members of the Ink Support Club is that they are completely useless.

When ink is making love, they must restrain themselves and never interfere with ink.

At that moment, they were all surprised by their own organization and discipline. Seeing that everyone was so self-restrained, they felt a sense of mutual appreciation.

My sense of belonging to the Ink Support Club family immediately reached a new level.

"An'an." Hua Pingping, whose student ID number happened to be right after Tang An'an's, patted the Tang student in front of her. "What should we do next?"

"Thinking about it carefully, the ink is definitely not nearby now." Tang An'an calmed her agitated emotions.

Zhou You and Ning Moxin couldn't possibly just lean against the wall outside the classroom and passionately kiss each other through a thin wall, could they?

She was startled by her own thought, and then quickly shook her head to dispel the absurd idea from her mind.

Impossible. A gentle and virtuous woman like Teacher Ning would never do something so stimulating...shameful.

Even if it happened, it must have been Zhou who forced Teacher Ning.

"The gentle and lovely Teacher Ning was pinned against the wall by the domineering Zhou, who lifted her chin by the handle. She kept saying, 'Zhou, we can't! We're teacher and student! And the students are taking an exam next door!' Yet, she couldn't resist Zhou's forceful kiss, becoming intoxicated by his fiery passion, and even began to uncontrollably respond, 'Ahhhhh!'"

The short-haired, bespectacled woman who had somehow appeared next to Tang An'an said something expressionlessly. When she saw the others looking over excitedly, she calmly adjusted her glasses.

He casually explained, "I made this up, don't take it seriously. If it actually happened in real life, it's purely a coincidence."

"I thought you saw it with your own eyes." The cute girl, who was actually an A, looked disappointed, though it was unclear what she was disappointed about.

"If I really saw it with my own eyes, would I still be standing here chatting with you guys?" The short-haired girl with glasses rolled her eyes. If she saw this scene, she would feel like she had been berated by a group of people three hundred times, her legs would go weak, and she wouldn't be able to stand up at all.

"Cough cough."

Tang An'an smoothed down her upturned lips and coughed twice to stop them from continuing their discussion. "Everyone, let's go back. Mo Shui definitely won't be being affectionate nearby, so we don't need to worry too much about disturbing her."

"That's true." The psychology students started packing their things, preparing to leave.

The male teacher, who had already arranged the exam papers on the podium, looked at the group of girls with a puzzled expression. This year's psychology students are so strange.

He thought for a while, but couldn't come up with anything, so he stopped thinking about it, picked up the test paper, and was the first to walk out of the classroom, where he happened to run into Zhou You who was returning.

"I have already collected your exam paper."

"Thank you for your trouble, teacher," Zhou You said earnestly.

"fine."

The male teacher waved his hand and walked past Zhou You without stopping. Just as he reached the outside of the classroom, a commotion erupted behind him as Zhou You entered the classroom.

He couldn't help but shake his head, his face showing an expression that was hard to tell whether to laugh or sigh.

Young girls like good-looking guys, unlike Principal Ning...

The male teacher was filled with emotion when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a familiar figure leaning against the nearby wall.

"Teacher Ning, what's wrong?"

"nothing."

Ning Moxin, who was leaning against the wall, straightened up, put away the last trace of her charm, and gave him a polite smile. "Just now... I suddenly started thinking about the ultimate meaning of the poem and got a little lost in thought."

"Ah?! The ultimate meaning of the poem?" The male teacher's expression turned serious. As expected of their principal, even a casual thought of his was so profound.

He was immediately filled with a sense of awe and reverence.

After a while, the male teacher looked at Ning Moxin, who was still standing there motionless, and asked curiously, "Teacher Ning, are you waiting for someone?"

Ning Moxin didn't answer when she heard this, but instead shifted her gaze to the classroom door and froze on the little boy who came out.

She quickly said goodbye to the male teacher, "My students still have 'homework' to ask me for help with, so I won't chat with you any longer."

"Teacher Ning, you're too kind. Please go ahead with your work."

"Ah."

Ning Moxin nodded, turned around, and a genuine, gentle smile appeared on her face, completely different from her previous polite smile. She took small steps to greet Zhou You.

The male teacher, who was lagging behind, also wore an expression of deep feeling.

"If Principal Ning is so diligent and approachable, how can I slack off? I must carry forward this excellent spirit of teaching and nurturing people."

He held the stack of test papers with high spirits and strode confidently in the opposite direction from the two of them.

Ning Moxin, who had already walked away side by side with Zhou You, naturally had no idea what the male teacher was thinking. She was chatting with Zhou You.

"Sister Mo, what did you and that teacher talk about at the door just now?" Zhou You was simply curious.

“I told him I was thinking about the ultimate meaning of the poem,” Ning Moxin replied, pursing her lips, and then asked, “Xiao You, what do you think about this?”

"The ultimate meaning of poetry?"

Zhou You blinked, pondered for a moment, and then replied softly, "I did see that in Tagore's *Gitanjali*. People take the meanings they love from the poet's words, but the ultimate meaning of the verses points to you..."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned to look at Ning Moxin, who was staring at him.

She lowered her eyebrows gracefully and smiled.

It's very sweet.

239. Teacher Ning patiently guides and teaches.

Her long hair, combed smoothly down to her waist, exudes a gentle, tolerant, and approachable aura, mixed with an inner beauty that is "like a light cloud veiling the moon, or drifting snow in the wind." One feels that such a woman should be admired from afar, her charming smile simply for the sake of appreciation.

Older women are indeed heartbreakers; they can easily make people itch with desire.

Zhou You had to admit that he was smitten.

"Xiao You?" The beautiful fairy took the initiative to walk over and obediently hooked her arm around his.

"Sister Mo..."

Zhou You snapped out of his daze and gently squeezed the soft hand resting on his elbow. The delicate touch went straight to his heart. "...I was caught off guard by your sudden action."

"Pfft~~" Ning Moxin chuckled softly, gently tugged at him, and walked out of the teaching building, following the tree-lined path beside it.

A cool breeze rustled the leaves, and the warm sunlight filtered through the canopy of the evergreen tree, dappling the two of them.

"It's not my fault for launching a surprise attack; it's because you, Xiao You, understand me so well."

She had barely mentioned it to her classmate Zhou when he immediately guessed what she was talking about.

There are countless poems in the world, but he could immediately think of the same idea as her.

Very nice.

"Teacher Ning's student Zhou, student Zhou's teacher Ning." Ning Moxin glanced at the plum blossoms that were about to bloom on the treetops in the garden, her eyes seemingly filled with a pool of autumn water.

"..." Zhou You didn't say anything to refute, but simply brushed aside her long hair that was blown into disarray by the wind.

The two walked slowly and intimately for a few steps. Ning Mo's heart gradually calmed down, and she remembered her 'important business'.

"Now that Zhou has paid his 'tuition' today, I, Teacher Ning, cannot let him down."

She paused, not stating her own thoughts directly, but instead asking Zhou You a question, gently guiding him, "Has Xiao You developed any new opinions about Yun Mingyue recently?"

“Hmm…” Zhou You hesitated, thinking about it carefully.

To be honest, he has recently developed some new perspectives on Yun Mingyue.

What kind of equivalent exchange is this: you 'trained' me, so I'll 'educate' you in return?

After much deliberation, Zhou You spoke to Ning Moxin in a rather subtle and tactful manner.

Upon hearing this, Ning Moxin seemed to be deep in thought. After hearing Zhou You's idea of ​​'equivalent exchange', she had a small guess.

"Xiao You, why don't you try thinking in reverse?"

"Reverse thinking?" Zhou You was slightly taken aback. "Sister Mo, do you want me to willingly go and be 'educated' by Sister Hua?"

If he really takes the initiative to tell Yun Mingyue that he wants to be 'educated' by her.

Yun Mingyue might do something very strange, such as making him lick her black stockings while stepping on him with her high heels in the chairman's office of Caiyun Building, and maybe even using her hands to help him relieve himself.

In short, it must be something very strange that he has absolutely no interest in.

After all, he's not a masochist.

"That's not what I meant." Ning Moxin tightened her grip on Zhou You's arm. How could she bear to let her classmate Zhou have that kind of thing done to her by 'someone else'?

"I just think you can take the initiative to give her what she wants, and then see if she will let you take advantage of her in a way that you wouldn't normally get, based on the principle of 'equivalent exchange'."

"Since you've tried to stall a few times but she's always managed to outmaneuver you, why don't you try my idea?"

"I don't want to be outmaneuvered by Sister Hua every time," Zhou You sighed. "Besides, Sister Hua doesn't lack anything, unless I pack myself up and give myself to her."

Ning Moxin's fingers slid up and down along the muscle curves of Zhou You's arm. "Little You, you're still very young. It's understandable that you're being suppressed by your older sister."

Zhou You has made great progress, from being blushing when teased by Yun Mingyue to now being able to actually tickle Yun Mingyue's itch.

The future is expected.