When she woke up in the morning,
Today was Saturday, so there was no class.
Looking out of the window of the villa, the lake water sparkled under the sunlight, and the slightly cool wind blew the curtains.
Meng Lang leaned against the chair on the balcony.
Ding!
The doorbell rang.
Who was it?
Could it be that those wretched classmates knew that he lived here?
Meng Lang walked to the electronic screen.
There were cameras all around the villa, so Meng Lang could see everything from his bedroom.
The camera at the door was facing him.
A sweet-looking girl was wearing a white tight-fitting shirt and hot pants.
Qiuya?
Qiu Ya was a slightly chubby girl. Her skin was very fair, even in summer.
Meng Lang had fantasized about it before, but at that time, he had worked part-time to pay for his meals.
Qiu Ya naturally did not like him.
Now.
Humph.
Qiu Ya raised her head nervously and waved at the camera.
What was this second-hand thing doing here?
Sigh, it seemed that this fatty Zeng Youqian's family had really collapsed.
Even his girlfriend has run away, and he wants me to take over the horse riding?
Not interested.
Yesterday, after finding out that Zeng Youqian's family had collapsed, Qiu Ya immediately broke up with him.
Without this long-term bank card, she wanted to find another one.
Meng Lang was handsome, smart, and good at everything except for being poor.
That day, when she saw Meng Lang buy a villa with 200 million yuan in cash at the sales office, Qiu Ya had started to have ideas about Meng Lang and flirted with him from time to time.
Unfortunately, Meng Lang ignored her.
Fatty was done for. His bank card was blocked.
Qiu Ya was in a hurry to find a place to stay. She woke up in the morning and took a shower. She sprayed perfume all over her body and put on the most tight white T-shirt and black hot pants.
After posing coquettishly in front of the mirror for a long time, she drove to the villa.
"Is Meng Lang home? It's me, Qiu Ya."
The camera had a voice transmission function, and Qiu Ya's voice could be heard from the screen.
Meng Lang ignored her and stood at the door with her.
He lay back on his chair, turned on his phone, and scrolled through the stock trading app.
Sure enough, Zeng Youqian's father's company collapsed, and the stocks were sold short, becoming immortal stocks.
The news said that the company had exploded within two days, the loan capital chain collapsed, and the company building was sealed.
He even engaged in private lending.
This fatty was in trouble.
Qiu Ya stood at the door and waited for a long time without any response.
He sighed and drove away.
With Qiu Ya gone, Meng Lang felt much better.
This kind of woman was annoying.
Looking at the lake in the wind, Meng Lang was dazed and sleepy.
Ding!
Ding!
The doorbell rang.
This Qiu Ya really didn't give up.
I'll give you a horse gallop for a thousand miles, and you'll know your mistake.
He opened the screen.
It was over.
"Little Lang Lang, big sister is here to see you.”
Professor Yang Xiuning.
Today, she was wearing a blue and white cheongsam. Her hair was shoulder-length, and she was wearing high heels. She was carrying a big bag of things in her hand.
Droughts and floods killed them.
He was still single last month, and now there were so many women he didn't want.
He ignored her.
Meng Lang turned off the electronic screen and pretended not to see it.
Weng weng weng.
His phone rang.
The number wasn't saved. Who called?
He picked up the call.
"Hello?"
"Hey... Little Langlang, why didn't you open the door for your sister?”
F * ck, why is there my number?
"Oh, Teacher Yang, I'm not at home.”Meng Lang laughed dryly.
He definitely couldn't let her in.
Yesterday, in the elevator, Professor Yang actually groped her in public.
It would be terrible if a man and a woman entered the villa alone.
"Xiao Langlang, I've confirmed with the property management that you're at home. Hurry up and open the door for me. Don't you want to take the final exam?”Professor Yang smirked.
As expected, highly educated women were not easy to deal with.
He actually went to the property management to check if he was at home.
He couldn't beat her.
"Oh, yes. Erm, I was muddled from sleep. I think I'm at home.”Meng Lang laughed dryly and unlocked the door.
The door opened and Professor Yang entered the villa with a bag of things.
The door closed automatically.
Thump, thump, thump.
Footsteps sounded.
Impetuous quickly jumped onto the bed from the chair and covered himself with the blanket.
He pretended to have just woken up.
Professor Yang walked up to the bedroom on the second floor.
She was wearing black high heels and a blue and white silk cheongsam. This cheongsam was thin and very tight. Her long hair fell over her shoulders and she had light makeup on.
She turned around and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Teacher Yang, why are you so free?"
Meng Lang pretended to have just woken up and yawned.
Professor Yang stared at Meng Lang without saying a word. His breath smelled sweet.
"It's so late, why aren't you up to study?”
Professor Yang chuckled.
"I was just about to get up."
Meng Lang covered his little blanket tightly.
I'm about to become a meat head.
"Hmph, you haven't eaten yet, right? I'll cook for you."
Professor Yang stood up and walked to the stairs with a smile.
A mature and beautiful woman wearing a qipao was simply…
Looking from behind, her graceful curves…
Calm down, calm down.
He reached out and looked at the chastity sand on his arm.
Phew...
It took him more than ten minutes to calm down.
She got up, put on her clothes, and went downstairs to the kitchen.
Professor Yang was cooking.
"Come, help sister wash the vegetables."
Professor Yang pouted and said with a smile.
Impetuous thought to himself,'In order not to fail.'
Meng Lang went into the kitchen, took out some vegetables from the bag, and washed them in the sink.
One piece after another, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces.
"You haven't done housework before, right? Choosing vegetables isn't like this.”Professor Yang chuckled.
"Isn't washing vegetables just breaking it and washing it in water?”
"No, I'll teach you."
Before Meng Lang could refuse, Professor Yang hugged Meng Lang's hands from behind and pressed his face against his neck.
"You have to choose vegetables like this…"
The silk cheongsam felt smooth, with a slight sweet fragrance and a gentle breath.
Professor Yang grabbed her hands and taught her how to choose and wash the vegetables.
Meng Lang had already reached the sink, but Professor Yang was still pushing forward.
"Uh-huh…I'm good to you, right? I give you lessons and even teach you how to do housework.”
Her back was soft and warm.
At this moment, Meng Lang thought to himself, This is not washing vegetables and doing housework, but an old cow eating young grass.
And I am that tender grass.
After washing the vegetables, Professor Yang grabbed his hands and rested his chin on Meng Lang's shoulder.
"Sister, how are you?"
Professor Yang pressed his nose against Meng Lang's cheek and asked gently.
"Uh, Teacher Yang, the vegetables have been washed.”
Do you know that I'm carrying a vegetable sink?
It hurts!
"Humph…"
Professor Yang let go of Meng Lang and picked up the kitchen knife to cut the vegetables.
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