When I returned to the manor, it was already past four o'clock in the morning.

Tang Hao pushed open the door of his room, walked in, turned on the light, and he was stunned.

There was a person lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, and he was sleeping soundly, but it was not Teacher Jiang.

She lay on her side, with her back facing Tang Hao, her slender waist and plump buttocks outlined a thrilling curve like a mountain.

Tang Hao suddenly laughed, feeling helpless.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned off the light, walked to the bed, and lay down on the other side.

Jiang Wanying moaned, woke up, turned around, rubbed a pair of sleepy eyes, looked at Tang Hao, and murmured: "Are you back?"

"Yeah!" Tang Hao responded.

She woke up a lot, opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Tang Hao for a moment.

Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a hint of worry between her eyebrows.

"Do you know, I'm so worried!" she murmured.

As he said that, he stretched out a pair of jade hands, fumbled for a while, grabbed Tang Hao's hand, and held it tightly.

"What's there to worry about?" Tang Hao smiled.

"Of course I'm worried! I'm afraid you will be hurt!" She glanced at her and said coquettishly.

At this moment, she looked like a little girl. There was a hint of red glow on her beautiful face, shy and charming, and she had no usual majesty as a teacher.

This huge contrast made Tang Hao slightly lose his mind.

Then, my heart gradually became restless.

Faced with such a hot-bodied beauty and a special identity as a teacher, there are probably not many men in this world who can control it.

Even with Tang Hao's concentration, he was a little shaken at this moment.

He quickly calmed down and finally calmed down.

But at this time, Jiang Wanying moved her body, slowly leaned over and looked at Tang Hao in a daze.

In the dark night, the face was clear and angular, and the pair of eyes were brilliant and vivid, and incredibly deep.

As she looked at her, she was a little confused, and her heart was slightly throbbing.

I don’t know when it started, maybe it was from Gao Wenqiang that time, or because of that dinner, this figure had already entered her heart.

But at that time, she didn't even notice it herself.

Suddenly, she moved again and pressed her delicate body tightly over. A pair of arms stretched out and hugged Tang Hao.

Tang Hao's body froze and called out: "Teacher!"

She leaned her head over, buried it in Tang Hao's arms, narrowed her eyes a little comfortable, and said, "Don't call me teacher, at least here, don't call me teacher."

"I will be your teacher when I get back to school..."

Tang Hao suddenly fell silent.

"This... is so reassuring! I don't ask for anything, this is enough!" She rubbed her arms in Tang Hao's arms, squinting her eyes like a lazy cat.

"That's it, go to bed!"

She murmured, closing her eyes.

Soon, I fell asleep.

The corners of her mouth were slightly pulled up, and she still had a smile on her face. She slept peacefully, but Tang Hao felt a little uncomfortable.

Finally, he suppressed Yi Nian, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, when I opened my eyes, I saw a face that was very happy and beautiful.

She was lying on him, looking at him, her ink hair drooping down, tucking his cheeks, feeling itchy.

Seeing him open his eyes, her pretty face turned red, she suddenly turned over, rolled to the side, and lay down.

"You're awake!" she whispered, so embarrassed that she almost buried her face in the quilt.

Tang Hao laughed, sat up, and got out of bed.

She raised her head, looked at Tang Hao, and whispered: "When will you... go back?"

Tang Hao said: "It's not decided yet! When will you go back?"

"My mother wants to go back early, but I don't want to..." Jiang Wanying hesitated.

"What?" Tang Hao said in surprise and turned around and looked at her.

"Think about it, I finally came to America. This is my first time abroad. I didn't have to play because of my grandfather's affairs, so now I want to have fun..."

As she said that, she looked at Tang Hao with some expectations, "Can you please stay with me for two days... no, it's good for one day! We'll go back tomorrow!"

"This..." Tang Hao hesitated for a moment and agreed.

"Yeah! That's great!"

She grinned suddenly, her smile bright and charming.

"I'll go and tell my mother now, you wait..." She rushed up with excitement.

She was wearing translucent gauze pajamas, and the scenery inside was completely visible.

That graceful and graceful figure, bathed in the morning light, is like the most perfect work of art, so beautiful that it is breathtakingly beautiful.

Tang Hao was stunned, his eyes fixed, and fell on that delicate body.

And she also noticed his gaze, her pretty face turned slightly red, but she did not resist. Instead, she was a little proud, straightening her chest and showing her proud curve.

After a while, she jumped out of bed, picked up the quilt, and went out.

After changing her clothes, she hurried downstairs.

"My mother agreed and prepares to plan for the plane tomorrow night, so you can join us!"

Soon, she came back and felt excited.

Then, he pulled Tang Hao downstairs.

Downstairs, Jiang’s father, Jiang’s mother, and a group of small leaders all gathered together and sat on the dining table.

When they saw Tang Hao, they stood up one after another, bowed respectfully, and shouted: "Son-in-law!"

Tang Hao opened his mouth and wanted to defend himself, but when he saw them like that, he knew that his explanation was useless.

They sat down together, with a hint of awe on their faces.

They all heard about what happened last night. All of those enemies were their numerous gangsters, but they all died overnight.

But this one was unscathed, which really shocked them.

Jiang’s father and mother looked at Tang Hao, and she became a little strange.

Jiang's mother frowned slightly. She actually liked her daughter, a student. She had saved them, and was kind to their family, and she was also very capable.

However, after all, he is a student, and Wanying is a teacher. Her identity is always a bit inappropriate and can easily cause criticism. Moreover, her age is a few years apart.

Besides, young people like this will definitely get into a lot of love, and it is difficult to have a fruit!

"Forget it, what do we care about young people?" Jiang's father shook his head and whispered to her.

When Jiang's mother heard this, she nodded and sighed: "That's right! Let her go, just be happy!"

After dinner, Jiang Wanying pulled Tang Hao, drove into a car, and went out.

I went around many places with my wind along the way.

The next night, the group of four boarded the plane together and flew back to China.

The plane arrived in Jianghai and it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.
Chapter completed!