Lin Xuening, female, 32 years old, the youngest associate professor in the Department of Fine Arts, Longcheng College, and even the entire college.

At this time, she was serious and meticulously holding a special soft-haired brush to draw patterns on Qin Yao's strong and smooth back. Next to her were nineteen girls from all majors, all of whom were staring at them.

It is undeniable that in addition to the painting itself, Qin Yao, who is at the school grass level, is also the focus of their attention. Among these girls, at least several of them have a great favorable impression of Qin Yao. Especially after seeing Qin Yao's energetic body as close to professional athletes, his favorability has increased by two levels.

Although this is a society that looks at faces, a good body still has its due value and temptation. Not to mention anything else, at least this body means that Qin Yao basically has the characteristics of perseverance, self-discipline in life, sports and sunshine.

Of course, Qin Yao's appearance is quite reasonable. His handsome appearance, a height of 1.8 meters, and a strong and well-proportioned figure are naturally the favorite type of most girls.

Only Professor Lin Xuening seemed to be indifferent to him. Perhaps this was also the normal attitude of older mature women towards young men. Except for when Qin Yao took off his shirt and exposed the amulet, Professor Lin showed a little curiosity, and then began teaching without any trouble.

She was wearing loose cropped trousers and a pair of black flat-sole fashionable leather boots. She was 1.72 meters tall and had a golden ratio. She no longer needed to use high heels to add points to her S-shaped body shape.

I was wearing a white shirt on my upper body, simple and solemn. My black hair, which looked like a waterfall, was tied a little casually behind my head, forming a sharp color contrast with the white shirt.

In short, Professor Lin’s dressing characteristics are simple, generous but decent, and she also adheres to this feature in her makeup - only very light makeup, which is light enough to be almost plain. But the more this happens, the more she shows her beauty and naturalness.

For example, the red lips are brighter than others even without lipstick; and the charming pair of eyeliners on the thin cheeks, even if others deliberately use eyebrow pencils to draw such beautiful lines.

Natural beauty that is enough to make other women jealous of.

However, in Qin Yao's opinion, the beauty of his body is far less addictive than the beauty of his connotation. For example, Professor Lin's extraordinary iceberg temperament, his knowledge and exquisite painting skills all made him sincerely admire him.

Just like now, even if he can't see his back, he can feel Professor Lin's free and easy strokes. It is a kind of self-confidence that can be easily used. Any other girl who paints on his back will definitely not reach this level of master level.

"Calm down!" Professor Lin said behind his back, his brush wandering on Qin Yao's back, and his skillful methods made the girls amazed.

With a light lift, a complete pattern was announced. The pattern was a strange monster, with a ox-headed and tiger-shaped body and wings. It has a strange shape but is natural and has no sense of incongruity. It is supplemented by other mysterious patterns, which appear deep and subtle under the light.

Such a pattern would take at least half a day for someone else, but Professor Lin only took more than half an hour to complete it easily, and the speed was amazing.

"The pattern outline is complete, Zhao Lin, you can fill the paint." Professor Lin's voice lines were as beautiful as her appearance, and were also as cold as her face. Her fair fingers placed the brush aside and stood on one side to observe and guide her quietly. Her beautiful body curves were made of inhumane by the white shirt, otherwise Qin Yao would not have been distracted just now.

When Qin Yao heard the name Zhao Lin, his a little restless mood immediately became cold again, and he was even a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Lin, a girl, has a great affection for Qin Yao, but Qin Yao has no feelings for her, and is even a little repulsive. She is a typical head-shaving pick.

Zhao Lin, who is slightly fat and looks pretty good, was so happy. Looking at Qin Yao's strong and slender upper body, she couldn't help but her eyes shine. If she hadn't been concerned about the teachers and so many classmates around her, Zhao Lin would probably have reached out to touch her.

"Sister, please hurry up, can you do it?" Qin Yao lived like a year.

A girl next to her laughed and said, "Zhao Lin has only been drawing for a few minutes. Professor Lin has drawn it for more than half an hour, but I didn't think it was too long to see you."

Professor Lin glanced at the talkative girl coldly, and immediately scared the girl to stick out her tongue and dared not speak more.

She is an iceberg beauty, unattached and unattainable. With a faint look, she seemed to express her slight boredom with this world, which made people retreat.

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The course finally ended, and the girls went back to the dormitory one by one, but Qin Yao wanted to help Professor Lin pack up teaching aids such as brushes and paints, and send them back to Professor Lin's office.

Perhaps this is another reason for admitting a boy, after all, there are always some physical work to do.

Holding the teaching aids, he followed Professor Lin. The graceful body in front gently twisted a rippling rhythm when he walked, so that Qin Yao was a little vague.

Professor Lin seemed to have no idea and hugged the textbook on his plump chest and walked forward. When she passed by the Girls' Dormitory No. 3, she couldn't help but stop and turned her head to look at the seemingly ordinary six-story old building.

"Teacher?" Qin Yao also stopped, "Are you thinking about that?"

Professor Lin nodded.

These days, three bizarre deaths have occurred in this dormitory building.

If it is only together, it can be said to be accidental, but three incidents occur within half a month will make people think a lot. What's more, the three girls who fell from the building didn't know each other and had no connection.

Qin Yao: "Some people say that there is a monster in our academy."

Professor Lin didn't speak, but he didn't feel scared when he saw her. The iceberg was still quiet, and nothing could change her expression, even those strange events that could scare the little girl and scream.

This may also be part of the temperament of a mature woman, calm and calm.

She continued to walk towards her office, while Qin Yao looked back at the No. 3 dormitory building, which seemed even more gloomy in the darkness. Of course, this should be a psychological factor, Qin Yao comforted himself like this. Then he quickly caught up with Professor Lin and smiled: "The teacher is so bold, and he is not afraid of hearing this kind of thing."

"There are no monsters, absurd things. Besides, Isn't you a man with me? Is there anything to be afraid of?"

Qin Yao also didn't understand whether the teacher's words were a little special ambiguous. Interpreting them from different angles may lead to different answers.

Qin Yao, who couldn't understand the meaning, could only give him an embarrassing but polite smile.

Finally I arrived at the office. Since it was evening study time, there were not many people in the teacher's office building. It was a quiet and late night to spend time together, which made people feel a little imaginative.

Looking at Professor Lin's beautiful figure leaning over to pack his desk, Qin Yao was a little dazed and even his consciousness began to dissipate. Especially after Professor Lin turned his head and looked at him, his indifferent eyes, which had three evil charms in his indifference, instantly destroyed Qin Yao's psychological defense.

If you look closely, Qin Yao's eyes have become unconscious and his pupils have spread a little. His body is lying softly backward until he is unconscious on the sofa.

Professor Lin walked quietly to the sofa and looked at him gracefully with his head tilted. On the ground, the light twisted Professor Lin's shadow and gradually turned into a strange and strange shape.

It doesn't seem like a shadow of humanity!

Then she slowly lowered her head and gently pressed her seductive red lips on Qin Yao's mouth. In an instant, the air around her seemed a little distorted and dazed.

Unable to understand!

Professor Lin seemed to enjoy this process very much, and even his breathing seemed to accelerate a little. His chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing, but he was reluctant to open his eyes.

So a little blush appeared on her fair cheeks and her complexion became stronger.

On the contrary, Qin Yao's face turned paler in a coma.
Chapter completed!