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Wu Xiaolang walked into the kitchen with cooked food, and the kitchen cabinets and kitchenware in the kitchen were spotless, but not new, and they were obviously used regularly.

"Could it be that the head teacher cooks for himself every night when he comes home?"

Wu Xiaolang was puzzled, and at the same time, he took out the cooked snacks in the bag and two bottles of Erguotou and put them on the kitchen table.

When he came out of the kitchen, Zhao Ling had already taken off his coat and was wearing a white shirt, with his cuffs rolled up to reveal his white forearms like lotus roots.

"Homeroom teacher, I've put the ...... away"

"You're sitting here!"

Zhao Ling coiled her hair with a rubber band and motioned to Wu Xiaolang to the sofa, and then she walked straight into the kitchen, and after a while, the sound of water coming out of the faucet suddenly came from the kitchen.

Wu Xiaolang was so worried in his heart, he really didn't understand what Zhao Ling was going to do to him, and it was really uncomfortable to be afraid all the time.

"That, head teacher, if it's okay, I'll go first......"

Wu Xiaolang couldn't help but shout at Zhao Ling in the kitchen.

"You try?"

Zhao Ling leaned out half of his body from the kitchen, his apricot eyes round.

"The head teacher is great! What the hell are you going to do with me? Can you tell me to prepare myself first? ”

Wu Xiaolang doesn't want to suffer this kind of torment anymore, if he wants to kill him, he will give a quasi-letter, if he Wu Xiaolang frowns, he will not be surnamed Wu!

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"Celebrate my birthday tonight!"

And Zhao Ling just put down this sentence and returned to the kitchen to get busy.

"Huh?"

Wu Xiaolang looked confused, it turned out that the consequence of pretending to be an uncle and molesting the head teacher was to accompany her to celebrate her birthday? How can there be such a good thing in the world?

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"Promised to spend my birthday with ......"

In the kitchen, Zhao Ling gritted his teeth and slashed off the head of a salt-baked chicken!

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"Hehe, I don't believe it!"

Thinking about it, Wu Xiaolang stared at the hardware store bag placed in the corner of the living room.

Wu Xiaolang felt a chill in his back when he saw the bag, and he looked back in the direction of the kitchen, where Zhao Ling seemed to be chopping something, and he shouldn't come out for a while.

"Let's see what kind of torture instrument is inside!"

After thinking about it, Wu Xiaolang tiptoed up and slowly approached the bag.

Near, closer......

"Huh?"

Wu Xiaolang could already see the opening of the bag, and the top one seemed to be the kind of nylon flower rope.

Wu Xiaolang's scalp began to tingle, what could be under the nylon rope? Saw? Pincers? Whip?

Thinking about these things beckoning to him, he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"What are you doing?!"

Zhao Ling's voice suddenly exploded behind his ears, Wu Xiaolang turned around, but after seeing Zhao Ling holding a kitchen knife in his hand and looking at him coldly, Wu Xiaolang sat directly on the ground in fright.

"Head teacher! Spare your little life! ”

Wu Xiaolang curled up in the corner of the wall, biting his fingers in horror.

"Go back and sit down!"

Zhao Ling looked at Wu Xiaolang lightly, then lifted the bag from the hardware store and entered her room.

After a while, Zhao Ling came out and looked at Wu Xiaolang who was still curled up in the corner in a daze, Wu Xiaolang looked at the kitchen knife in her hand, and immediately got up obediently and returned to the sofa, and Zhao Ling returned to the kitchen.

This time, Wu Xiaolang didn't dare to move.

There was a small dining table in the kitchen with just two seats. Zhao Ling was constantly serving dishes to the table, all of which were cut cooked food, and there were actually snacks on a few plates.

Wu Xiaolang really couldn't imagine that Zhao Lingtang's daughter would actually use this kind of rough-processed cooked food as a staple food, even if it was their ordinary people, it was rarely like this.

What's more, today is still her birthday, but no one celebrates her, and it seems that no one calls her except for the one she just called.

Thinking of this, Wu Xiaolang couldn't help but feel sorry for Xiao Ling'er.

Zhao Ling placed two wine glasses and chopsticks on the table, and two bottles of Red Star Erguotou were also solemnly placed in the middle of the table by her.

Finally, she served another plate of cucumbers and untied her apron.

"Come here!"

Zhao Ling ordered at Wu Xiaolang.

"Oh..."

Wu Xiaolang walked to the table with a twist, but he remembered that Zhao Ling didn't buy cucumbers just now, so he secretly decided in his heart that he would never eat that plate of cucumbers.

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After washing his hands, Wu Xiaolang sat down opposite Zhao Ling nervously, Zhao Ling loosened a button on the collar of his shirt, sat down too, and opened the second pot and poured a full cup for her and Wu Xiaolang.

"Drink!"

Zhao Ling picked up the wine glass and glared at Wu Xiaolang again, Wu Xiaolang hurriedly picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"! It's so spicy! ”

Wu Xiaolang doesn't know how to drink liquor, plus the second pot head is one of the best in liquor, basically some northern men or workers who do manual work like to drink it, where can Wu Xiaolang drink this with fine skin and tender meat!

But when Wu Xiaolang saw Zhao Ling drink a whole cup of two pots that were about one or two smaller, he was stunned.

This is a 65-degree two-pot head! Zhao Ling is so stuffy because her alcohol consumption is so good? Or is she too soft to attack herself when she is sober, and wants to drink some wine to strengthen her courage?

"Drink again!"

Wu Xiaolang was thinking nonsense, Zhao Ling poured himself another glass of wine, didn't eat vegetables, and drank it all again!

Wu Xiaolang was completely stunned.

"Keep drinking!"

Zhao Ling didn't care about Wu Xiaolang, he only cared about pouring wine and drinking by himself, and every time he drank it all, and then his spicy eyebrows were frowned, and his facial features were hideous.

It wasn't until after five glasses that Wu Xiaolang found that Zhao Lingqiao's face was flushed, her eyes began to blur, and her movements were weak, that he realized that she didn't have any alcohol at all!

"Don't drink homeroom teacher!"

Seeing that Zhao Ling poured another full glass of wine, Wu Xiaolang decisively took away Zhao Ling's wine glass.

"Give me back the wine!"

Zhao Ling pouted, stretched out her hand and asked Wu Xiaolang for a wine glass, where would Wu Xiaolang give it to her, seeing that Wu Xiaolang didn't give it, she directly grabbed the remaining half bottle of wine on the table and drank it directly to her mouth.

"You're crazy!"

Wu Xiaolang hurriedly stepped forward, snatched the wine bottle, and hid the half bottle of wine and another bottle of wine in the cupboard.

Wu Xiaolang was very uneasy in his heart, he didn't understand why Zhao Ling was suddenly like this?

"Give me the wine back! Give me back the wine! ”

Zhao Ling was completely drunk at this time, his cheeks were red, his eyes were blank, and he was incoherently pulling Wu Xiaolang and dragging Wu Xiaolang to ask for wine.

There is no longer a trace of the majesty of the head teacher.

Wu Xiaolang naturally wouldn't give her any more wine, but he couldn't bear to push her away, for fear that she would fall, so he could only let her pull and mumble.

"You return my wine, you return my Uncle Gua......"

Zhao Ling suddenly hugged Wu Xiaolang's waist and cried loudly, crying and shouting: "Uncle Gua, return my Uncle Gua......"

Wu Xiaolang was silent, at this moment he finally understood why Zhao Ling was like this.

In fact, whether it is punishing Wu Xiaolang or pouring himself wine, it is just a way to vent his emotions, how can Zhao Ling, as a class teacher, punish his students?

That's why she chose to vent by drinking.

Seeing Zhao Ling crying bitterly, snot and tears falling straight down, Wu Xiaolang felt distressed and guilty in his heart.

Zhao Ling really has feelings for Uncle Gua, but ......

I deceived her and hurt her.

"Head teacher, I'm sorry for your old man......"

Wu Xiaolang silently smoked the tissue on the dining table, and gently helped Zhao Ling wipe his tears and snot......

The conscience of heaven and earth, when he molested the head teacher, he really had no malice.

"Gott~"

Suddenly, Zhao Ling convulsed and hunched his waist like a kitten.

Wu Xiaolang knew that she was drinking too hard and began to regurgitate, so he immediately carried her and walked to the bathroom.

"Gross!"

"Gross!!"

"Vomit !!"

Zhao Ling vomited wildly in the bathroom, Wu Xiaolang was holding her on the side, helping her gently pat her back, and pressing the toilet to flush in a timely manner.

After Zhao Ling's vomiting almost gradually calmed down, Wu Xiaolang slowly helped her up, and took a towel for Zhao Ling to wipe the corners of her mouth.

"Uncle Melon!"

Zhao Ling faced Wu Xiaolang, and suddenly grabbed Wu Xiaolang's hand to wipe her mouth, and laughed with a smile.

"Ban... Class teacher, I... I'm not Uncle Gua......"

Wu Xiaolang looked at Zhao Ling with some fear.

"No~ You're my Uncle Melon!"

Saying that, Zhao Ling smiled drunkenly, hooked Wu Xiaolang charmingly, and hugged Wu Xiaolang into his arms.

Wu Xiaolang's face was buried in Zhao Ling's soft chest, almost breathless.

"Uncle melon! The Lun family misses you so much! See you at last! Woowoo woo ......"

Zhao Ling hugged Wu Xiaolang tightly, laughing for a while, crying for a while, all kinds of drinking were abnormal......

"Head teacher, you're drunk, let's take a break!"

"Oops! The Lun family is not drunk! ”

Wu Xiaolang finally got out of Zhao Ling's arms, but Zhao Ling stupidly pounced on him again.

Wu Xiaolang naturally couldn't let Zhao Ling hug him again, so he hurriedly reached out to block it in a hurry, and in an instant he only felt that his hands grabbed two soft and elastic meat balls.

"Uncle Gua, you're so annoying!"

"I'm sorry homeroom teacher!"

Wu Xiaolang hurriedly let go, but Zhao Ling was drunk, and when Wu Xiaolang let go, she immediately staggered and knocked over a shelf in the bathroom.

The facial cleanser on the shelf was somehow squeezed by Zhao Ling, and suddenly a large piece of viscous facial cleanser **** on Zhao Ling's shirt, and even Wu Xiaolang's hands that went to help her were stained.

"Well, what is this?"

Zhao Ling half-closed his eyes, and was about to touch the facial cleanser on his body.

"Don't touch it!"

Wu Xiaolang stopped it too late, and the confused Zhao Ling reached out and grabbed it, and suddenly her chest and clothes were full of facial cleanser.

"Alas! Okay, okay, I'll clean it up for you. ”

Wu Xiaolang sighed slightly, he was not impatient with Zhao Ling's drunkenness, Zhao Ling would be like this, he would definitely try his best to take care of Zhao Ling.

The most important thing at the moment is to let the drunk Zhao Ling have a good rest, I hope she will get better when she wakes up.

But when Wu Xiaolang finally helped Zhao Ling to her bedroom, he made a difficulty.

Zhao Ling was drunk and had completely lost her consciousness of autonomy, but her shirt and short black skirt were all milky white facial cleanser, and if she didn't take it off, there was no way for her to go to bed.

Seeing Zhao Ling beside him constantly shouting "Uncle Gua" in his mouth, and making moves to Wu Xiaolang with a nymphomaniac, Wu Xiaolang fell into deep contemplation......

Do you want to rip off the homeroom teacher's clothes?

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———— author, Jun saw that everyone in the book review area was dissatisfied with always writing this kind of obscene emotional content, and I also know that everyone doesn't like obscenity, and I want to see more of the content of the game in the game. (You are so pure!) ）

But the head teacher is really important to the Nine Clans, without her, Wu Xiaolang's group of high school students would not have the opportunity to participate in various game competitions in the future.

Because the two identities of teachers and students are really special, if you want the class teacher and students to logically form a team to play games together, this requires the plot to advance, after all, although the novel is exaggerated by imagination, some basic logic and the development of character feelings must not be abrupt.

Everyone doesn't want to see our novels become that kind of brainless text, just a woman who sees the protagonist at first sight will throw all kinds of hugs, eat and sleep, all kinds of cheap, right? Women are not stupid -

Rest assured, the head teacher is the last beauty to break through at this stage, and she will soon finish writing this obscene relationship, and wait for the head teacher to join the Nine Clans! The Nine Sentai team will be able to kill all sides in the national game competition!

The author guarantees that the content surrounding the six-player game competition of the Nine Sentai team will account for the majority, and it will no longer be obscene←_←.