It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

The little girl smiled and said, "I know!"

Ruan Qian turned over on Tong Yao's legs and propped up her upper body. Tong Yao thought she was going to sleep and moved a few times. Unexpectedly, after the little girl stood up, she stared at her. Their faces were very close. She felt like she was pinned to the sofa with nowhere to escape.

Ruan Qian got closer and closer, almost touching her. Tong Yao was stunned. She seemed to see her panic in the dark eyes in front of her. She subconsciously pulled her legs back to the sofa, but it was no use. The little girl tilted her head back, and finally, their lips touched. She seemed to be paused. She knew she shouldn't do that, but she still couldn't resist the desire in her heart.

Warm and soft.

Ruan Qian seemed to feel only this real touch. The moment she touched it, her mind went blank and she acted only on instinct. The hot and sweet taste made her sink instantly, her thoughts melted between her lips and teeth, and even her body was burning.

This was a dreamlike feeling. Teacher Tong's indulgence allowed her to invade layer by layer. Finally, she pried open the other's teeth and found the other's tangled softness. She didn't want to stop, she just wanted to absorb the sweetness of the other, until one of them was almost out of breath, and then they separated the short distance.

Tong Yao's chest rose and fell violently, and she breathed in the air, which seemed to have an ambiguous smell. She looked at the little girl with a red face and blurry eyes, turned her face away, her earlobes were red as blood, and she wanted to say something, but couldn't.

"Okay... go to bed."

Finally, she whispered.

The little girl blushed and got up, and went to wash up silently. Tong Yao leaned on the sofa, touched her lips, and her mind was in a mess.

"Teacher Tong... I'm going to sleep." After washing up, Ruan Qian stood at the door, looking at her eagerly.

She couldn't help but pursed her beautiful lips, not daring to look, and said:

"Night...good night."

Chapter 76: Reciprocity

late at night.

Tong Yao sat in the living room, closed the computer, and looked towards the little girl's room.

It’s past two o’clock, time to go to bed, right?

She lay limply on the sofa, her index finger gently pressing her lips. Her return to reason brought her deeper entanglement and troubles. The memory of their lips and tongues intertwined was an unspeakable shyness and excitement. She felt like she was being tasted, plundered, exchanging each other's sweetness, breathing each other's breath. It was not a fierce kiss, but a gentle desire that gradually eroded her, making her not want to refuse at all.

Just this...once.

She has a winter break to calm down and adjust.

She covered her head with the pillow and sighed deeply. The long-term plan she had originally planned was actually over the line. She, a teacher with no self-control... deserved to die.

Tomorrow's invigilation won't take much energy, so she dragged her tired body back to her room, glanced at the bedroom opposite, hesitated for a moment, and pushed the door, only to find that it was closed. Under the moonlight, a little girl was sleeping soundly with a quilt rolled up in her arms, looking very cute when she was asleep, not at all like the bold little girl at night. Ruan Qian's facial features were childish, and her braids were loose when she slept. She had a lot of hair, which was very cute.

I was actually being taken advantage of by such a child.

Tong Yao helped her lift the quilt up a little. It was very cold at night and the air conditioner in the room was turned off. It was not known whether it was because Ruanruan was too hot or because she wanted to save money for her.

The wooden floor made a lot of noise when she walked on it, so she walked out slowly, lightly, and closed the door.

I wish her little girl a triumphant return tomorrow.

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The crowing of the rooster heralds the rising of the sun.

No. 1 Middle School is located in a modern residential area, so it shouldn't have any roosters crowing, but in the south it's hard to avoid the sound of roosters crowing from somewhere, maybe from a yard or a rooftop, people in Hunan really love raising poultry. Ruan Qian slept soundly and didn't want to leave until the alarm rang for the third time.

When the little girl looked at the time, she quickly got up, put on her clothes, and found that Teacher Tong was already sitting in the living room with buns and soy milk on the table.

"Go wash up quickly," Tong Yao said calmly, "Don't go to the cafeteria, eat at home before taking the exam."

As Ruan Qian listened, her face suddenly turned red and she went to the bathroom to wash up.

Eat at home...

Is this her home?

One of the benefits of being with Teacher Tong is that you don't have to queue up to wash up. You can wear slippers without worrying about dirtying the floor, and there is no other housework to do except folding the quilt. She tidied up and hurried to the dining table, her hair disheveled, first holding a straw, sipped soy milk, and finally picked up the buns.

At this moment, she suddenly felt her hair being gently tied up. The little girl wanted to turn back, but she heard Teacher Tong say:

"Eat yours, I'll comb your hair."

"Oh..." Ruan Qian said softly, as if she had eaten a bun stuffed with honey, "Okay."

Tong Yao didn't say anything else. She held the girl's long hair and combed it gently. The girl's hair was very soft, like a fishtail, and it seemed to slip out of her hands. It had a faint scent of shampoo and a light, beautiful chestnut color that made people want to roll it up with their fingers.

"Teacher Tong, don't you want to eat?"

"I'm done. I have an exam coming up. Are you nervous?"

"Hehe, a little bit, but it doesn't matter." The little girl said vaguely, "Teacher Tong, I still want to sleep here tonight."

Tong Yao's heart trembled, she braided her hair and said slowly:

"…Then, you can't be naughty."

With just a few words, yesterday's passion was reduced to a joke.

Ruan Qian puffed up her lips and said "hmm". After finishing the soy milk, she stood up with her schoolbag on her back, swung her scorpion braid that Teacher Tong had braided for her, and ran to the door and shouted:

"Teacher Tong, I'm going to take the exam!"

The nursery rhyme says: "Well, keep calm and go."

I always have the illusion of raising a daughter.

The house suddenly became quiet without people around.

There was still a long time before the exam, and the little girl was going to the morning self-study class. Tong Yao was bored, and somehow she came to the room where the little girl had slept. She pushed open the door, and the breeze blew on her face. The window was open, and the curtains swayed slightly. The bed was tidy as if no one had ever been there - no, there was a bulge in one place, and she lifted the quilt and found that it was an electric hot water bottle. You can imagine the little girl hugging it to sleep, like protecting a treasure. She thought she was not like this before, but now... the more she looked at Ruan Ruan, the cuter she found it.

She sighed, made the bed, and left this place that made her upset.

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The two-day final exam finally came to an end.

The grading of the nine-school joint exam is slow, and it will take at least a week to release the results, so students can play without worry. Just after the exam, everyone in the classroom is very excited, just wanting to go home and play a few games that they haven't played for a semester, or sleep for a few days. Some people don't stop for a moment, burying their heads in winter vacation homework, which makes people around them dislike them.

"Quiet!"

Labor reform is coming.

"It's not even the holiday yet, why are you making so much noise? Class representatives of all subjects should write the homework on the blackboard!"

As we all know, winter vacation homework is not limited to the exercise books distributed.

For example, the English teacher required us to memorize 20 words every day, the physics teacher gave us ten extra papers, and the labor reform assigned us to write six 800-word essays.

The students wailed, but when the labor reform officer said "school is over", they cheered enthusiastically. They said "see you next year" to each other, went back to the dormitory to pack their bags, and went back to their homes to find their mothers.

Ruan Qian was gloomy, she had a lot of luggage, especially clothes, which she would have nothing to wear if she didn't take them home. The stuff filled a whole snakeskin bag, making her look even smaller. Her younger brother had to stay at school for training for the information competition, so she had to take a long-distance bus back alone.

And carrying luggage to the bus station was the most painful experience before going home - it used to be like this.

Now, as soon as she walked out of the school gate, she saw the familiar car.

Teacher Tong said that she could always rely on her.

"Let's go to the bus station?" Tong Yao opened the trunk. "Put your luggage in. I'll take you there."

"Thank you, Teacher Tong."

She got into the car with a smile on her face, and kept glancing at Teacher Tong's profile.

"You have to take care of yourself when you get home, okay?"

"Ah."

"Winter vacation homework should be done carefully, because many original questions in the test before the semester are on it."

"it is good."

"Also...I read your comic, it's really good."

"Ah?" Ruan Qian was stunned. Teacher Tong had read the comics, which meant that she probably knew about the marketing of "beautiful girl comic artists" on the website. She felt a little uncomfortable, perhaps because she felt that using appearance to hype herself up was a trick and a "deviant way" in front of Teacher Tong, and she didn't want Teacher Tong to see the comments criticizing her. She lowered her head, "...really?"

"Of course," Tong Yao laughed, "I think killing people in dreams is very novel."

The little girl's face was slightly hot when her beloved praised her beloved work. She opened the comic platform that she hadn't used for two days. She just wanted to take a look, but she found an overwhelming banner of fireworks.

"User [Ruanruan] gave 100 million points to "Dream Journey"!"

Ruan Qian was stunned. She rubbed her eyes to make sure she had not seen it wrong - one dollar was equivalent to 10 website points, and she was rewarded yuan at one time!

As for who this rich user named [Ruanruan] is, just think about who this cartoonist named [Tamamo] is.

"Teacher Tong!" the little girl suddenly shouted, her face like a blooming cherry blossom, red and pink, "Why did you give me so much money!"

"Oh, is that so?" Tong Yao laughed while driving.

"This one is called [Ruan Ruan]..." The little girl choked, thinking of her ID, and she lost the courage to question. As she got closer and closer to the bus station, she held her phone and spoke in a sullen voice:

“I don’t want you to give me money…”

"This is called rewarding," Tong Yao corrected. "Is there anything wrong with rewarding points for the interesting comics I saw?"

She rarely had to spend money in the past, and her family gave her everything directly. Occasionally, she would experience the feeling of spending money like water, and Tong Yao felt... very good.

The fun part is not spending money, but spending money to reward SoftBank.

"Of course not!"

The girl clenched her fists. Just after the kiss, he gave her money, as if... she was really kept. Or maybe they were going to be apart for a month, and the money was as hot as the breakup fee in a TV show.

"I don't want it anyway."

Ruan Qian turned away, looking angry. Tong Yao glanced at her, stopped the car in front of the intersection when the light was red, and smiled helplessly:

"Okay, I didn't think it through, okay?"

The little girl looked back at her, then quickly turned back, expressing her determination not to accept tips.

"I admit that this is not just a reward..." Tong Yao looked at the steering wheel, her face gradually turning red.

Ruan Qian's ears moved, as if she realized what important words were coming next, and her heart suddenly beat as fast as a small motor.

“After that night, I thought about it a lot.”

There were noisy horns outside, Tong Yao closed all the car windows and spoke softly.

"I don't think I should escape anymore. But you are still young, and there are many uncertainties in the future. You have to study, and the remaining time in high school will become more and more tiring. You also have to draw comics, so there is simply not enough time..."

She raised her eyes slightly, her slender eyelashes like butterfly wings, "I don't want you to have to spend some of your energy worrying about money."

She knew that it might be a long process for a girl to be recognized by her family. What she wanted to say was, "I'll give you some starting capital, and you should work hard to marry me." But how could she say such words?

The red light ended, but the carriage was quiet. Ruan Qian turned over at some point, blushing and silent. She kept a tally in her mind: Aunt Jiang's 70,000 yuan prize and Teacher Tong's 100,000 yuan reward. Although the website would take a portion of it and deduct taxes, it was still a large sum of money.

If I want to marry Teacher Tong in the future, I will have to earn at least dozens of times this money, right?

How can I make money?

"Study hard and think about it after the college entrance examination." Seeing the little girl's bitter face, Tong Yao said softly, "Anyway..."

She paused, and the bus stop arrived. The little girl sat there without moving, staring at her, as if waiting for her to finish. Tong Yao was embarrassed, took a deep breath, and said shyly:

"Anyway... I'll wait for you."

It was the coldest winter day, but Ruan Qian felt like it was already the season of spring. She suddenly felt like crying, crying for joy. It was the first time she heard Teacher Tong acknowledge their feelings. From today on, the oasis that was like a mirage in the desert would no longer confuse her. She would walk towards that direction bravely and firmly, without fear of the scorching sun.

After buying the ticket, Ruan Qian got on the bus, which was not to leave for an hour. Tong Yao sent the little girl on board. There was no one around, and just as she was about to leave, she was stopped by the little girl. The well-behaved child looked at her with hope.

Goodbye...it will be a month later.

Tong Yao's heart softened, and after hesitating for a while, she whispered:

"Close your eyes."

Ruan Qian quickly closed her eyes.

"This is a special case. You will have to fight for it on your own in the future."

The nursery rhyme was sung, and with a blushing face, a kiss was placed on the little girl's lips. After a delicate taste, soft interweaving, and a brief greeting with the tip of the tongue, the lips parted, and she whispered "let's go", and then quickly left the bus.

Ruan Qian slowly opened her eyes, took out her cell phone, and the man’s profile picture was flashing.

"Have a safe trip."

Chapter 77: Night Rain