They are all bad women!

Shen Mochen glanced around silently. There were far more girls than boys here, about eight to two. The dining hall was very quiet, everyone followed the rule of "eating without speaking", only Dean Ke talked softly to Shen Mochen.

The students did not stay in the cafeteria for long after finishing their meal, they just put away their dishes and left. Dean Ke stopped a girl named Yang Xue'er with a smile and asked her to show Shen Mochen around the middle school area.

"Captain Shen, I'm getting old and my health is no longer in use. Next, I'll ask Teacher Yang to show you around." Dean Ke said with a smile, "If you have any needs, just ask Teacher Yang. If you have any questions, If you like the children, if you want to adopt a few, just tell her. We are all good, obedient and sensible children, you can choose whatever you want."

"Okay, then I'll ask Teacher Yang." Shen Mochen said calmly.

"What are you talking about? Just call me Xiao Yang!" Yang Xue'er was very enthusiastic.

Shen Mochen took a look at Yang Xue'er on the road. He was about twenty years old and very beautiful. She wore light and pure makeup and a white cotton dress. The waist was tightened to outline the graceful curves of her chest. She exuded It smells good.

She is a rare beauty even in the Jishi Society.

Well, a low-end version of Liu Chaoyan.

"Teacher Yang looks very young. How did you get into the Jishi Association?" Shen Mochen asked.

"I used to be a student here, and I stayed and worked here directly after graduation." Yang Xue'er smiled slightly.

She walked in front of Shen Mochen, the sun bathed her body, and her blue lace underwear and panties were faintly revealed.

Shen Mochen glanced at it for a few times and quickly looked away.

Yang Xue'er didn't seem to be aware of the scenery revealed under her thin dress. She enthusiastically introduced the institute to Shen Mochen and also told some interesting things that happened when she was a student.

"Captain Shen, look here, we set off fireworks here before, but as a result, I got burned here..."

Yang Xue'er took Shen Mochen's hand and pointed to the open space aside, his voice whining.

"Is the injury serious?" Shen Mochen asked.

"It's not heavy, it just left a scar..." Yang Xue'er unbuttoned the top of her dress, revealing her snow-white collarbone and a hint of milky color underneath, "Look, it's right here!"

Shen Mochen took a look and saw a crescent-shaped mark the size of his little finger.

"As long as it's not serious, it doesn't seem to affect your life." Shen Mochen restrained his eyes from glancing down, but he still couldn't help but glance at it several times.

Yang Xue'er held Shen Mochen's hand and gently placed it on his own burn. His voice became even more aggrieved: "If you touch it, it will bulge out. It's ugly!"

Shen Mochen retracted his hand slightly, but without exerting any force. His fingertips gently slid under Yang Xue'er's collarbone. Yang Xue'er's cheeks were as red as peach blossoms in March.

"It's not ugly. It looks like the moon. It's pretty." Shen Mochen couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.

"Really? This is the first time I heard someone say that!" Yang Xuer's face was filled with surprise and joy.

Shen Mochen confirmed with a smile, and then Yang Xue'er happily buttoned up his buttons again, turned around and introduced the surrounding environment again.

Just for a moment when she turned her head, the innocence and confusion in her eyes instantly turned into pride, while Shen Mochen slowly closed the corners of his squinting mouth, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

Students do not rest at noon, but have various club activities. Yang Xue'er invited Shen Mochen to visit the activity building, and his high heels clicked on the floor.

The first thing they visited was the dance activity room. According to reports, this was the club with the largest number of people, with about thirty or forty girls doing leg presses.

They wore tight-fitting blue one-piece gymnastics suits, with their backs exposed, and their legs covered with pure white stockings. From the neck to the toes, every inch of the beautiful curves on the body are on full display, exuding a youthful atmosphere.

After Yang Xue'er arrived, she smiled and chatted with Shen Mochen for a few words, and then asked them to stop pressing their legs and show Shen Mochen the dance they had recently learned. The girls danced in a sexy and light manner, and Shen Mochen couldn't help but nod.

Yang Xue'er watched carefully, and after the dance ended, he smiled and said, "Has Captain Shen ever danced in a ballroom dance?"

"No." Shen Mochen shook his head.

"You're here, why don't you try it with the girl?" "This... is not good, it's too troublesome for you."

"Huh -" Yang Xue'er shook his head, smiled like a flower, and said calmly, "We want to trouble you. There are too few boys here. These girls usually don't have the opportunity to dance with boys. They are all poor children, you Just think of it as fulfilling their wishes, okay?"

Shen Mochen nodded, but then hesitantly said: "But I can't dance."

"I'm just teaching you. It's not difficult to learn." Yang Xue'er smiled slightly and pretended to casually call out to the girl who kept Shen Mochen's gaze the longest:

"Yu Wenyue, come and teach Captain Shen a dance."

Yu Wenyue responded crisply and walked up to Shen Mochen with a flushed face, exuding the faint body fragrance of a girl.

Shen Mochen did not refuse anymore and took Yu Wenyue's hand to dance. He is very talented and learns everything quickly. Even Yang Xue'er was surprised and joked whether Shen Mochen had learned it somewhere before.

After hanging out with Yu Wenyue for a long time, Yang Xue'er called another girl to come up, making the other girls envious.

Shen Mochen lowered his eyes. As expected, any girl he showed interest in would be sent to him. If he takes the initiative now, these two girls, and even Yu Jing Xiaomei's two primary school students who are about the same age as Shu Lingyun, can be sent to his bed tonight.

Oh, I'm afraid I don't even need a bed.

However, at present, Shen Mochen still has one thing that he doesn't understand.

After leaving the dance studio, Yang Xue'er continued to show Shen Mochen around, but when walking in the corridor, Yang Xue'er was suddenly sprayed with water.

"Ah..." Yang Xue'er was suddenly startled and quickly took a step back. Her butt coincidentally bumped into Shen Mochen's crotch.

"Sorry, sorry!" The cleaner quickly turned off the faucet and threw the water pipe on the ground. "Teacher Yang, I'm so sorry. I...just wanted to clean the toilet...are you okay?"

"fine."

Although Yang Xue'er was soaked to the skin, she still maintained good self-control. She didn't blame the other party, she just told Shen Mochen that she wanted to change clothes and asked Shen Mochen to go with her.

Shen Mochen followed Yang Xue'er, who was soaked all over. He only gently touched his long hair, and the water dropped drop by drop. The originally fitted skirt became even more snug as it was soaked with water, and the aqua-blue sexy underwear that covered her buttocks was completely exposed.

Walking to Yang Xue'er's office, Yang Xue'er asked Shen Mochen to wait while he went to the cubicle to change clothes.

First, he would scream to attract him, and then he would put his disheveled clothes on his body, and then express his admiration for himself... Shen Mochen was bored, thinking about what the other party was about to do.

Not a single surprise.

Yang Xue'er called Shen Mochen into the cubicle. He only had a pair of underwear, one arm covering his chest, and pressed against Shen Mochen's body, his eyes revealing.

After so much, he must be very angry, Yang Xue'er thought to himself, he must be calm now...

"what!"

Yang Xue'er suddenly screamed and his whole body was pressed on the table.

After a violent output, Shen Mochen pulled up his pants and looked at Yang Xue'er lying on the ground twitching, feeling even less pity in his heart. He was really angry, even though he was not thinking about the same thing as Yang Xue'er.

He scanned the cubicles and found no cameras. I thought that if it really existed, he would not be able to see it so easily.

However, a conjecture can be verified. Does it have anything to do with Buque?

"Teacher Yang, are you okay? It's my fault..." Shen Mochen helped Yang Xue'er up with a distressed look on his face, "I'm so sorry, you are so tempting. I really can't bear it."

Yang Xue'er's eyes were dull and his consciousness was blurry, as if he had been electrocuted.