SFS Chapter 330: Flirting with 70 Wildest and Rough Guys 19
Chapter 330: Flirting with 70 Wildest and Rough Guys 19
She thought Zheng Lingjun would never think about him again, but she didn't expect that this time he would block the office door to stop her.
Hua Yan turned his head and stared at Zheng Lingjun coldly, "What do you want to do?"
Zheng Lingjun's face became distorted, and he looked Hua Yan up and down. His gaze fell on the hard-to-see marks on her neck, and a look of jealousy flashed across his face.
"Yanyan, indulging in desire is a very wonderful thing."
"How can a dog be satisfied with just one Tuesday?"
Upon hearing this, Hua Yan suddenly let go of her hand in disgust.
Zheng Lingjun took a step forward and tried to grab her hand, but Hua Yan dodged.
"Yanyan, you haven't tried it yet, so you don't understand the beauty of it. Once you try it, you will get addicted to it and can't stop."
[Oh my god, this male protagonist should live in the world of posting. ]
"The bullies from the next village are quite interested in you. They will come over tomorrow. If you join us then..."
Hua Yan interrupted Zheng Lingjun with a slap and said coldly: "Zheng Lingjun, when the village chief comes back the day after tomorrow, I will tell him that Teacher Zheng is not worthy of teaching."
Zheng Lingjun's pretty face was clearly slapped with marks, his eyes were red, "Hua Yan, don't be so ungrateful!"
"Neuropathy."
Hua Yan kicked him in the lower body, opened the door and strode away.
Zheng Lingjun covered himself and groaned in pain on the ground.
【Comfortable! 】
Somehow Zhou Heng found out about this and rushed into Zheng Lingjun's room late at night, almost beating him half to death.
Hua Yan informed the village chief of what Zheng Lingjun had done, and many people came out to testify.
"Oh my god, last time I saw a white field in the mountains, I didn't expect it was Teacher Zheng."
"My child also said that he saw Teacher Zheng and another man under the podium table... I thought the boy was talking nonsense."
"..."
Zheng Lingjun was driven out of Yongxiang Village by the villagers. At first, he cursed and swore, but he was no match for the hundreds of people in Yongxiang Village with his mouth, so he had to leave in disgrace.
In 1974, the cultural movement spread to the remote Yongxiang Village in the south, where a school strike took place.
Hua Yan is the only teacher in Yongxiang Village. He was spared from being bullied thanks to the protection of the villagers.
Rumor has it that Zheng Lingjun was reported and met with a bad end, and even his family could not protect him.
Five years later.
"Teacher Hua, how much land did your family get?"
"It's divided by head, and everyone is the same."
Aunt Mu turned around and asked Aunt Li, "Sister Li, how much did your family get..."
Hua Yan turned around and walked into the room. Zhou Heng was writing and drawing at the table beside the bed. He leaned over to take a look. His handwriting was elegant and full of energy.
"It's getting better and better."
In the past few years, Zhou Heng has been constantly studying and practicing calligraphy in his spare time.
From dog-crawling characters to characters with their own strokes.
His learning ability was amazing. In just a few years, he had acquired three-fifths of her knowledge level.
Zhou Heng hooked her waist, and Hua Yan sat on his thighs. His hot body temperature was transmitted to her through the fabric, feeling a little hot.
The man held her down, resting his head on her shoulder, his thin lips silently raised in a beautiful arc.
"Yanyan, thank you."
Hua Yan leaned in his arms, "Zhou Heng, what are your ideas for the future?"
The man's hot breath sprayed on the side of her neck and bit her ear.
"Yan Yan has any ideas?"
Hua Yan pushed him away, but Zhou Heng moved faster and restrained her hands.
"What are you doing in broad daylight? Aunt Mu and Aunt Li are still outside."
Zhou Heng smiled evilly and spoke in a scoundrelly tone, "What are you afraid of? It's not like you haven't played it before."
"Zhou Heng!"
Zhou Heng quickly coaxed, "Okay, okay, I won't touch you."
Hua Yancai continued: "What I'm thinking is that we should make enough money here first and then go to Shenzhen."
“What are you going to do in Shenzhen?”
Hua Yanshen smiled mysteriously and said, "You will know when the time comes."
Zhou Heng's rough big hand stroked Hua Yan's belly, causing her to tremble slightly: "Okay, I'll listen to you Yan Yan."
The sound of a man's Adam's apple rolling up and down could be clearly heard in my ears, and a pleasant voice in a low pressure voice said: "Yanyan, your stomach is too flat, do you want to..."
Hua Yan's face instantly turned red, and he said in shame and anger: "Zhou Heng!"
Zhou Heng pretended not to hear him. "The grape vines in the yard are growing luxuriantly. How about going there tonight and trying it?"
"Yan Yan, huh?"
"No, someone will see us."
"Yanyan, don't scream too loudly, others won't notice."
The protest was ineffective. At nine o'clock in the evening, I was held down in the bathroom and the grape vines in the yard were moved...
She covered her mouth tightly, but the man was even more brutal.
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I started a business in Shenzhen, and my career expanded from machinery to computers and the Internet, and my business grew bigger and bigger.
Zhou Heng has said more than once that Hua Yan has a forward-looking vision and even has insight into development trends, thus avoiding the economic crisis.
Hua Yan looked towards the north and said with a smile: "Well, I missed the perfect score by two points in history in the college entrance examination."
"College Entrance Examination?" Zhou Heng asked puzzledly.
Hua Yan in this novel world has never taken the college entrance examination.
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Hua Yan: Which character should be chosen in the name?
Zhou Heng: "Heng", even if it's just a name, it has to be next to you.
2024.12.19
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[Female Lead Group·End]
[The world of quick travel has ended~]
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Attack Investigation: Remember those male protagonists?
Which male lead should I give the chicken leg to? (*￣︶￣)