Those Sweet Times

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Yang Yin said with the teacher, cold, and suddenly sat alone at the table. In the light of her vision, she saw the man's arm on the table. He wore a white long-sleeved shirt, and the cuffs of the shirt were meticulously buckled, clean, neat, rigorous, and abstinence.

Yang Yin’s heart jumped and his eyes lifted up and saw Shen Zemu’s face.

Shen Zemu is looking at her sideways and her eyes are quiet. When Yang Yin was on his gaze, he was somewhat guilty and quickly evaded and looked out the window.

"How are you here?" Yang Yin asked.

"Through." The two words are simple and powerful, and they are very heavy.

The tutor put down the pen and looked at Yang Yin and took a look at Shen Zemu. Then he asked, "Do you know?"

“Hey,” Yang Yin turned his head and looked at the look of the tutor. He asked, “Do you know too? Are you not a professional?”

"No, I am a computer professional. Our professional girls, some people like Lin Chuan, some people like Shen Zemu, and quite a few..."

“Which part do you like?” Yang Yin was a bit curious. It can be compared with the first banquet of Lin, and even more than these two people, that person must be very good.

"Like both of them." The tutor replied.

"Ha?" Yang Yin didn't understand too much.

"It's the cp party, I think they both... that way." The tutor seemed to be ashamed to say it, so he took a hand and held a fist. The two thumbs moved together and repeated again: "That. ”

Yang Yin was teased and felt that the students were really fun.

Shen Zemu did not know what he had done in his life, but he was the leader of the Eight-Power Allied Forces. It has led to a place where you can have a banquet in the first place. He frowned and looked down at the book on the table, knowingly asking: "What are you doing?"

"Hey..." I pulled Yang Yin back to reality. She scratched her head, and her eyes moved to find an excuse. When she saw Shen Zemu’s calm but clear eyes, she immediately understood: What is the dress, and the mirror in the heart of the people. So Yang Yin confessed frankly: "I didn't understand some places, this is not, please have a teacher."

The tutor quickly said: "Don't dare to behave, we learn together and make progress together."

Shen Zemu glanced at him. The diligence of this teaching is written on the face.

Yang Yin is white and thin, and looks weak on the outside. It is easy to stimulate the desire of the opposite sex.

"You continue." Shen Zemu said, and nodded. Yang Yin didn't know what he wanted to understand.

There is Shen Zemu watching, Yang Yin is a bit awkward.

The tutor was a little bit heartless, and did not notice the abnormality of Yang Yin, and the discussion of the pen was continued until he was interrupted.

Yang Yin had to continue with the scalp.

They talked for about three or five minutes. Shen Zemu suddenly pointed to Yang Yin’s book and said, “This question has a simpler solution.” After that, regardless of whether others would like it or not, they took the pen in the tutor’s hand and brushed it. I wrote a few lines on the book.

After writing, return the pen to others.

Then he went to the front desk and ordered a glass of lemonade. The lemonade was filled with a porcelain cup of pure white belt. When he came with lemonade in one hand, the temperament was especially like a retired veteran cadre, and he had a newspaper in his hand.

Shen Zemu sat down with lemonade and ignored the eyes of the two men. He looked at the mathematics paper of the tutor and said to the tutor: "The trigonometric function is the content of the second semester of high school. She still doesn't understand, you change the solution."

"What do you mean by you?" The tutor is not happy.

Yang Yin is a bit embarrassed, "I... what, I really didn't learn the second year..."

"I didn't learn to tell you, but you have to let him go. He can't give you a title here."

Yang Yin looked at the sinking wood, he was drinking lemonade, his attitude was calm, and the wind did not move. Yang Yin feels that he can't open his mouth anyway, but he has to say to the tutor: "I happen to have something, or do we come here today?"

After sending away the tutor, Yang Yin carefully observed the expression of Shen Zemu and asked him: "Shen Zemu, are you angry?"

"No, why am I angry?"

It’s fine if you are not angry. Yang Yin quietly sighed and cleaned up the book while asking him: "How come you pass by here?"

"Get the instrument." Shen Zemu said, holding her arm.

His palm is very powerful, and Yang Yin is not moved when he is held down by him. She looked at his clean and tidy cuffs.

Shen Zemu asked: "What else is not?"

Yang Yin didn't react at the moment, "Ah?"

"I will tell you," he said.

Yang Yin is a little warm in her heart. She reopened the textbook and raised her own question.

In fact, most of the time, Yang Yin does not understand books. Her thinking is more divergent, often unknowingly think more, to the contrary, but her foundation is too weak, junior high school results are good, but that is a long time ago, many knowledge has forgotten.

When Shen Zumu explained the words, he used the words concisely and pointed to the key points. The speech speed was deliberately slowed down. After the lecture, he would look at her eyes seriously and ask her: "Do you understand?"

At the beginning, when Yang Yin was stared at him, his mind was blank.

He thought she didn't understand and explained it to her carefully.

Yang Yin feels that she is too unproductive. She touched her face and secretly told herself to be calm and calm...

She did not dare to look at him, buried her head and listened carefully, and gradually finally concentrated.

After the completion of Shen Zemu, she also arranged a few exercises for her, which can be said to be very intimate after-sales service.

Yang Yin said: "Thank you."

Shen Zemu asked: "Why do you ask tutor?"

Yang Yin understands what he means by saying, why not use ready-made people, and be close to them. To tell the truth, it’s not an embarrassing thing to let Shen Zemu give a question to them. In any case, Shen Zemu part-time her data analyst, they both have to meet or talk on the phone. She really didn't have to run to spend the money.

Yang Yin couldn't tell him that she just didn't want to show her destiny in front of her sweetheart.

"I am worried that you are too busy." Yang Yin found an excuse.

Shen Zeming clearly told her: "I am not busy."

"Oh, that..." She couldn't think of the reason for the refusal. She had to swear and say, "Well, I will trouble you later."

"Ok."

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After two days, Shen Zemu came to the base to find Yang Yin. He arrived earlier than the agreed time. When he entered the base, he saw a small team carrying a cup, like a snail crawling slowly toward the office. rub.

Shen Zemu gave him a look.

The little team member immediately saw the savior, and stuffed the coffee into his hand: "Shen brother! Yang coach is waiting for you!"

Shen Zemu was a bit puzzling, but he took the coffee and walked into the office.

Yang Yin is watching the game of the team on the computer. The play window is very big. When someone touches the door, she doesn't lift her head.

When Shen Zemu put the coffee on her table, Yang Yin’s eyes were still on the computer screen. She moved her shoulder and said, “Give me a pinch.”

Shen Zemu stunned, and then he followed the words and walked behind her to help her pinch her shoulders.

Yang Yin's skeleton is very thin, which makes her look thin. Shen Zemu didn't use too much strength, holding her thin shoulders and gently rubbing. The girl's body is always soft. He licks her through the clothes, and somehow remembers the messy but fragrant morning.

Yang Yin also dismissed it: "Use some strength, no food?" The tone is a bit fierce.

Shen Zemu increased his strength. After a while, seeing her body relax, he whispered, "Is it comfortable?"

Then it was obvious that when she heard this, the muscles on her shoulders tightened.

Yang Yin slowly turned her head and saw the hand on her shoulder, slender and strong fingers, clean and tidy shirt cuffs, and she could almost recognize who he was by this hand alone.

She shook her shoulders. "You don't have to, you sit... don't say anything when you get there."

Shen Zemu sat in a chair and asked her, "What happened to you?"

"The game is lost."

"Winning defeat is a common occurrence in the military." He comforted her.

"I know. But they lost too much. The first game won very easily, and the back was beaten and beaten."

"Is it a lineup?"

"No, it's the mentality." Yang Yin shook his head. "There are few competitions and they are too young."

There is no good solution to this problem. It is only more exercise and more exercise.

"But then," Yang Yin leaned back and smiled at the back of the chair. "The lineup analysis you provided to me is still very good. I will apply with the boss to see if I can raise your salary."

Shen Zemu just wants to open, Yang Yin said, "I almost forgot, give you this." Saying, take two boxes from the table, one big and one small, "This is aromatherapy machine, this is lavender essential oil, help sleep There are instructions on how to use it."

Shen Zemu accepted it without resigning.

Considering that it is for boys, the aromatherapy machine Yang Yin chose a simple and generous style. However, the male dormitory has too little aroma, and Shen Zemu puts this thing in the dormitory and puts it into the lavender essential oil. The air in the dormitory becomes fragrant.

Sucking his nose and sighing: "Shen Shimu, you are more and more feminine."

The effect of lavender essential oil was remarkable, and the three roommates slept into pigs.

Shen Zemu was lying in the faint aroma of lavender for a long time.

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