A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Hua Ditang stopped, pulled out the chair, rested his arms on the table, leaned over and hummed sexyly.

The rose fell to the ground by him, and he didn't know if Hua Ditang was intentional or not.

Shu Ange bit the pen, with a smile in his eyes, reached out and brushed his hair: "Mr. Hua's class is very exciting, and the students like it very much."

It was the end of get out of class, there was a lot of noise in the hallway, and people passed by the door at any time.

Hua Ditang tensed up, opened the book on the table, and asked casually, "Any questions?"

The two have clearly been in a relationship for almost two years. Except for the occasional kiss, Hua Ditang is a veteran cadre with few desires and rarely gets close to Shu Ange.

But to say he can't do it is really wronging him.

Shu Ange's slender thighs were folded together, and the milky white stockings showed innocence and temptation. She leaned against Hua Ditang, almost leaning in his arms.

"Mr. Hua, I would like to understand the birth of the novel "Golden Plum" in Ming and Qing Dynasties and its connection with the social background and economic development at that time."

She blinked and asked earnestly, her slender thighs under the table rested restlessly against Hua Ditang's legs.

In the early autumn solar term, there is still residual heat, and the trousers worn by Hua Ditang are extremely thin. He could clearly feel her naked and silky touch, as well as the throbbing warmth.

Hua Ditang's eyes became darker and darker, and her fragrance was sweet and seductive, which made him have the urge to bury it in her neck and sniff.

In the previous lecture, Hua Ditang suppressed the embarrassing physiological response with his strong self-control.

Now there are only him and Shu Ange left in the classroom, and the little snake is slowly entangled in his heart, making it difficult for him to control.

Hua Ditang straightened up, moved her legs away, and Shu Ange wrapped her around quietly, her eyes full of provocation, and the sweetness and temptation of a girl made people move.

"Why are you suddenly interested in "Golden Plum"?"

He didn't answer Shu Ange's question directly, suppressed the urge to rush in his body, and asked in a low, hoarse voice.

Shu Ange stretched out his hand to hold Hua Ditang's neckline, swiped the back of his hand over his Adam's apple, and said softly, "I have recently been interested in the classical novels of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and I have read a few."

Her teasing was very obvious, Hua Ditang grabbed Shu Ange's hand and slowly pressed it on the table: "Don't make trouble, I'll take you to Yujing's villa to sit."

When she came to Yujing University to report, Hua Ditang once mentioned to give her the key to this other villa, and she could live in the villa when she was not in class.

Shu Ange didn't like living alone in such an empty house, so she didn't pick up the key. When Hua Ditang came to see her, the two would meet in the villa.

"Okay, Mr. Hua is going to teach here for a year, I'll just move there."

Her clear, silver-bell-like words made Hua Ditang's heart beat even more intense: "Well, anytime."

Having said that, Hua Ditang was still a little worried. As time goes by, Shu Ange's charm becomes more and more difficult to resist. Can he restrain his thoughts like before?

He is an old-fashioned person, facing Shu Ange, who is not yet 20 years old, like a flower, she can't do it.

The topic of "Golden Plum" was temporarily skipped, but Hua Ditang always felt that she would definitely do something because of Shu Ange's quirky temperament.

Shu Ange put the textbook in the small and exquisite backpack, and put the textbook in Hua Ditang's hand before going out.

The bright roses lay quietly on the floor, and no one noticed it.

Hua Ditang's car was parked not far below the teaching building, and Shu Ange followed him calmly and got into the car very naturally.

People came and went, and the two didn't attract much attention. After Shu Ange got in the car, he rolled up the window.

The car started, Shu Ange leaned on the back of the seat, half-closed eyes relaxed and comfortable.

"Everyone seems to be looking at you before class today. Who is the person who confessed to you with a rose, why didn't I hear you say it?"

Hua Ditang's question made Shu Ange open her eyes, she rolled her eyes, and said hilariously, "Everyone asked me how Mr. Hua looks, and I replied with a sentence. The person is from the student union of the school, and we worked together together, but I didn't expect him to suddenly confess."

"Jinglan's popularity is still so high, and there are many people who like you."

"Ding - your friend's vinegar jar is online, Mr. Hua, you are jealous."

No matter when and where, the two always have endless things to say. Shu Ange likes to set fire on Hua Ditang. His forbearance appearance is full of abstinence and attractive.

After Hua Ditang said the word naughty, he turned to drive seriously until he drove the car into the villa.

The villa is not far from Yujing, the environment is quiet, the layout of the villa is simple and generous, and people come to clean it regularly.

"It's been another year, and it's as beautiful as the first time I came here."

Shu Ange got out of the car, closed the door with a snap, and circled happily in the yard, her dress fluttering in the wind, revealing her beautifully curvy legs.

"By the way, I bought something and sent it to the villa. Teacher Hua, wait a minute, I have a surprise for you."

Her innocent smile was contagious, Hua Ditang nodded slightly, and walked across the flowers to the living room.

Shu Ange quickly followed, and mischievously gave Hua Ditang a close hug from behind, then let go, and flew in another direction like a lark.

She is always so lively, like a bright and lovely green plant, always full of vigor and vitality.

This kind of her makes Hua Ditang like her and makes him feel ashamed. Compared with her, he is really older.

One of them is like spring and the other is like autumn. Hua Ditang always feels that this is a stolen happiness that may be taken back by fate at any time.

Shu Ange knew the layout of the villa better than Hua Ditang. She hugged the express box with joy, and put on a white ballet costume and soft red dancing shoes in the room.

After changing his clothes, Shu Ange gracefully lifted his skirt in front of the mirror and turned a fountain in place, like a little swan that fell into the mortal world.

This is Shu Ange's long-planned plan. Hua Ditang is too serious. For the sake of a better life for the two of them, she decides to add fuel to the fire and free him from a life of pure heart and few desires.

Yiduo does not press her body, Shu Ange has studied ballet for a year, her body flexibility has greatly increased, and her figure has become more and more perfect.

Shu Ange walked down the stairs step by step, her short gauze skirt could not cover her beautiful long legs.

Hua Ditang had already picked up the newspaper, but his heart almost jumped out of his chest when he saw Shu Ange elegantly descending the stairs in a ballet costume.

"Mr. Hua, do you like ballet? Don't dislike my jerky movements."

Shu Ange stands in front of the big French window, like a pure and innocent white swan, ready to bloom at any time