"Mr. Yang!" "Mr. Yang!" "Mr. Yang!"
There were two cries coming from the window. The voice in front was sweet and charming, and the other one sounded neat and clean.
Hearing these two voices, Xia Ling's two fingers froze. She was only a few centimeters away from Yang Liu's slightly raised object.
These two little girls had arrived just in time. Otherwise, this would be the second time that their teacher's little darling would suffer! Yang Liu was overjoyed and quickly shouted, "Xiao Shu, Wen Jing, is it you? Come in quickly, the door is open." After saying that, he even winked provocatively at Xia Ling, as if he was saying, "You're trying to pinch me, you're trying to pinch me. I'm afraid you won't pinch me!"
"I've been letting you off this time, you smelly bastard!"
Xia Ling could on
