"Hate." Yun Dai pushed his hand away and sat up, "Why don't the teacher draw me?"

Zhao Shu smiled and said, "Are you angry about this?"

"I'm not angry either, I just think... the teacher may not like me that much."

"Do you think so?"

"Um."

"Silly child." Zhao Shu raised his hand and touched her fluffy hair. "You are still studying, I don't want to hurt you. I want you to enjoy your college days. As soon as you graduate, I will marry you."

"What does it have to do with whether I draw or not..."

"You..." Zhao Shu's eyes suddenly fell on her.

She only wore a thin suspender shirt on her upper body and a thin shoulder strap, which slid down while revealing half of the curve.

Zhao Shu breathed slightly suffocated.

He reached out and gently pulled her shoulder strap back.

Yun Dai looked down and his face turned slightly red.

Zhao Shu smiled and said, "If you dress like that, if I keep staring at you and painting for you, this will be a torture for me. Do you treat the teacher too much as a gentleman and think that the teacher will not do anything to you?"

"What?"

"I am a normal man. No matter how good my self-control is, I will collapse. I said that I will not hurt you before getting married."

"Why does the teacher think that is hurt? It is a wonderful thing to be in love with each other."

"Not only do I think so, here... I mean, your childhood sweetheart, Brother Yang also thinks so." Although Zhao Shu has gradually adapted to modern life, he still has ancient people who have accepted decades of Confucianism in his bones.

He thought she was allowed to go on wedding night.

Before that, it was the harm to her.

And the thing he was most reluctant to do in his life was to hurt her.

Yun Dai reached out to hook his neck and looked up at him: "Teacher, I always feel that you live a very restrained life."

"Yeah?"

"How to say it... I sometimes feel that you are like those upright and upright gentlemen in ancient times, and will never be willing to mess with the rules and ethics." Jiang Ning smiled, "Why is my boyfriend only 20 years old, but he looks like an ancient man who has lived for two hundred years?"

She was wearing little, her soft arms were in front of her eyes, and the faint smell of a girl's body penetrated into his nose.

Zhao Shu sighed.

He felt that he overestimated his self-control.

"I just love you." Zhao Shu patted her on the back, "Don't be angry, get up and do your homework."

"I'm not a middle school student, so where do I get so many winter vacation homework?" Yun Dai didn't want to see him endure hard, so she took the initiative to loosen his neck and got into the quilt. "And I'm above 80 in every exam, and I haven't failed the subject, so I don't need to take the make-up exam."

"Isn't the full score one hundred? You only got eighty, and you are quite proud."

"...Teacher, you really don't understand the current situation of college students. Long live 60, do you know?"

"I am proud of my laziness and slackness." Zhao Shu shook his head, "You students are just so happy. I thought you would have no worries when you go to college. I spent the past four years in a daze. I got a diploma and was stunned when I was looking for a job."

Yun Dai laughed: "The teacher is now like a teacher."

“When did I not look like it?”

"When kissing your student."
Chapter completed!