Divorced Women's Cheat Cultivation

Chapter 8

After teaching a group of brats two Chinese lessons, Yan Qing returned to the office exhausted physically and mentally.

Linshan Noble Primary School is a private school. The teacher's office is well-decorated. Outside the window is a small garden planted with some common flowers, such as gardenias. You can smell the refreshing aroma when you open the window.

The imitated ancient buildings inside are made of carved wooden chairs, Jingdezhen porcelain, calligraphy and paintings imitated by Wang Xizhi...

There is air conditioning in summer and heating in winter, and there is a humidifier in the corner, which is very suitable for dry and dusty spring and winter.

There are many local tyrants in the capital, but as an elementary school teacher, her office environment is also one of the best.

"Yo, Teacher Yan, you've become much prettier after not seeing you for a few days..." A slightly greasy voice came oncoming.

Yan Qing hurriedly stepped aside, "Teacher Yang."

On the opposite side is a bald old man with a big belly who looks like he is seven months pregnant. His surname is Yang, and he is the physical education teacher of this elementary school. To be honest, she has doubted how he became a physical education teacher since the first day she came here.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing not to be able to bend over when demonstrating abs?
Teacher Yang agreed with a smile, and wanted to say something else, and Teacher Wang, who was sitting in the seat, called Yan Qing over loudly.

Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and blinked gratefully at Teacher Wang.

Teacher Yang speaks glibly, cowardly, and likes to tease female teachers to regain confidence. People in the office don't like her, and the teacher who rescued her, full name is Wang Xia, is a bold person who has studied for several years. Taekwondo often saves women from fire and water.

It's called Brother Wang!

"Brother Wang, thank you." Yan Qing was next to Teacher Wang.

Wang Xia patted Yan Qing's shoulder proudly, "You're welcome, it's my nature to save people with righteousness. Are you divorced?"

The topic changed so quickly, everyone in the office knew she was divorced in just a few days.

"Yeah...my husband is looking for mistress behind my back, so I divorced her." Yan Qing smiled helplessly, and at the same time noticed that everyone in the office was secretly pricking up their ears.

The law of modern people is that the more you cover them up, the stronger their brains will be, so just say it.

"Ah! How dare you look for Xiaosan!" Wang Xia suddenly raised her voice, Yan Qing hurriedly tugged at her sleeve, Teacher Wang nodded apologetically, "I understand, I understand, didn't you ask a private detective to take pictures? Get the evidence Let him go out of the house, or fight to take away the position of mistress guarding the main room?"

She guessed that Teacher Wang Xia must often visit Tianya, Yan Qing shook her head, "It came too suddenly, when the relationship was betrayed, I would rather not have anything than look at him again."

Teacher Wang sighed and gave Yan Qing a comforting look.

"Teacher Yan, please drink a cup of hot water." Teacher Xiao Ning at the opposite table brought her a cup of water as a sign of comfort.

Yan Qing smiled, "Thank you."

Teacher Wang sighed again, as if she was the one who got divorced, suddenly her eyes lit up.

"You are single now, so you can develop with Teacher Yi."

The hand holding the cup trembled, and black and white lines appeared, "God Yi Nan is too far away from me, I don't want to make fun of myself."

Teacher Wang said seriously: "Women chasing men are like a yarn!"

Yan Qing, "The gauze is made of titanium alloy. If you were Teacher Yi, would you really like a divorced woman like me?"

Teacher Wang fell silent... After a long time, she fell down on the chair as if discouraged, "It's so hard to be a woman when you get divorced!"

She smiles, but it's difficult, so she doesn't rely on men to rely on herself.

After two classes, the school bell rang and school was over, and there was a lot of noise in the corridor and outside. The students were like chickens out of the cage, flapping their wings excitedly and going home.

The teachers also got off work, and left one by one. Teacher Wang was the last one to go and saw that Yan Qing was still sitting in her seat, so she tapped her on the shoulder, "Teacher Yan, it's time to get off work."

"I know, I have a little homework left to correct, so you can go first."

"Well, I'll go first, see you tomorrow."

She looked at the class schedule, and Yan Qing didn't have to come if there was no class in the afternoon.

"Well, see you tomorrow." Yan Qing lowered his head and finished correcting the homework accumulated in the past few days, and made a record for the next class.

Looking up at the time again, it was already twelve thirty.

Listening outside again, the footsteps of several people could no longer be heard.

When the time came, Yan Qing got up and slipped into Director Li's office.

There was no one there, the beige curtains were slightly moved by the wind, and there was an old-fashioned porcelain cup on the window sill, creating a peaceful scene.

"You are so funny, you don't move when there is wind, but you move happily when there is no wind."

Yan Qing walked to the desk, put her hands on both sides of the potted plant, bent down, and whispered with the tip of her nose in front of the leaves.

The fluffy leaves of asparagus bamboo are still lazy, delicate and lovely, silent, it is just an ordinary potted plant.

"Hold your breath..."

To outsiders, this is the scene of Yan Qing talking to himself, but fortunately there was no one else, otherwise Yan Qing would become a snake spirit.

She has no experience in dealing with demons, relying on the strength of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, Yan Qing made further moves.

After calming down, Yan Qing stimulated the air flow in the dantian, and let the aura flow to the fingertips according to the dredging method for the little cutie last time, and then guide the aura to flow out of the body.

The method she used was already close to the operation principle of magic, the transformation from internal technique to external technique.

When the pure spiritual energy poured into the body of asparagus bamboo, the leaves flashed green light instantly!Immediately afterwards, the whole potted plant began to shake violently, as if something was about to burst out of its shell!

The body of asparagus bamboo was shaking wildly, the tiny fluffy leaves fell to the ground like a rainstorm, and the stems of the leaves soon became bald!
Yan Qing's eyes widened.

A hand suddenly pressed on Yan Qing's wrist, and the spiritual energy outputted immediately retracted from the body, and the crazy asparagus fell silent.

This hand is like the green bamboo in the bamboo forest where the seven sages of the Wei and Jin Dynasties gather, with slender fingers and well-defined joints, and it is also like a Danqing master in white clothes and writing, with his hands being elegant.

Looking along that hand, Yan Qing saw a smiling face.

Dangerous... This was her first reaction. Looking at it again, the other party's eyes clearly contained the spring breeze of March, gentle as water, not a jackal, but a teacher in a private school.

"Teacher Yi..." Yan Qing withdrew her hand in embarrassment, a blush appeared on her face.

The other party's voice sounded like a piano, "Teacher Yan Qing."

Her ears are about to become pregnant... Yan Qing's mind is wandering...

Mr. Yi has a classic name, Yi Qingchou, 28 years old, tall, handsome, and speaks like a spring breeze. He is the dream male god of girls from 58 to [-] years old in the school.

Wang Xia, a mathematics teacher, also used an ancient poem to describe him politely: Zongzhi is a handsome and beautiful young man, with his head up and his eyes looking at the blue sky, as bright as a jade tree before the wind.

In short, it is 360 degrees handsome.

"Mr. Yi, Mr. Yi Yi...you are still staying at school so late?" Yan Qing regained her thoughts and raised her head to ask.

Yi Qingchou lowered his head and smiled, "I still want to ask Teacher Yan this question, it's dangerous for a girl to stay alone so late."

"Uh, I..." Yan Qing looked down, the asparagus bamboo had stopped shaking, except for the many small leaves that had fallen off, the whole body was extremely normal.

"When I was about to leave, I found that the computer in Director Li's office was not turned off properly, so I came here to take a look."

"Teacher Yan has a heart. Now that it's done, why don't you go with me."

Yan Qing hesitated for a moment, and found that there was no reason to stay in the office, so she nodded, "Then I will trouble you."

Yi Qingchou nodded slightly, turned and left the office, Yan Qing closed the door and followed behind him.

When he came out of the campus, although Yi Qingchou had a smile on his face, he didn't say a word. The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, so Yan Qing turned his ears and hair and decided to find something to talk about.

"Mr. Yi, why did you show up in Director Li's office?"

It's strange to say that Yi Qingchou is the school's special part-time teacher. It is said that he is the youngest professor of X University. He is a little inferior in this elementary school, but his working hours are extremely free. Never seen again.

There are few appearances and a lot of gossip: name, age, education, hobbies, including whether you have a girlfriend, and single female teachers. These information are passed around by word of mouth.

So she was very curious, how could it appear at this point, this place, when she was about to force out the stuff in the asparagus bamboo?

"Director Li said last night that he would give me a document today. I didn't expect that I got up too late. When I came, Director Li had already left work. I'm really sorry." Yi Qingchou showed a shy smile.

It’s okay to be good-looking, even smiling so good-looking, it’s like the ice and snow melting, and the spring flowers blooming.

Any doubts have been dispelled, Yan Qing nodded understandingly.

"Get in the car, I'll take you home."

Gentleman Yi Qingchou opened the car door and made an invitation gesture.

After waving his hand politely, Yan Qing said embarrassedly: "Don't bother, I will take a taxi home directly after I go down the mountain."

This car is the model driven by the local tycoon Tony in the movie Iron Man. The Audi R8 has a market price of around 200 million. If it had been driven by Xiao Bei, she would have gotten into the car regardless of her image. This pure white body... Smooth lines...this beautiful design...

"You're welcome, maybe we'll drop by."

Yi Qingchou, a big warm man, blinked at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing seemed to be back, the deer in his heart was bumping wildly, he was handsome and blinked foully, Mr. Yi, is it really good that you are so cute and naughty!She will definitely not be able to hold it.

"Alright then, thank you."

Smiling reservedly, Yan Qing got into Yi Qingchou's car spinelessly.

Apart from the decoration itself, there are no other unnecessary things in the car. It is very clean and tidy, except that there is a white doll in front of the steering wheel, with lines and patterns painted on it with colorful paints, which is very ethnic minority style.

But Yan Qing always felt familiar.

After telling her where she lived, Yan Qing leaned on the leather chair to rest, Yi Qingchou drove very steadily, the scenery outside the car window receded quickly but she didn't feel any bumps.

The noon sun was shining outside the brown window, Yan Qing felt the warmth of her body and said she was comfortable.

He yawned unconsciously, and when he realized that Yan Qing quickly sat up straight, annoyed that he was too casual.

Yi Qingchou, who was sitting next to her, smiled again, turned to look at her, and whispered softly: "If you're sleepy, take a rest, you'll be home soon, don't worry."

There seemed to be no reason to feel uneasy, Yan Qing seemed to have run into a hot spring, her whole body was extremely comfortable, but her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

Rest for a while, you will be home soon.

Humming a meaningless tone, Yan Qing fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)