In the elegant living room on the first floor, she is wearing a moon-white short skirt and a small suit, a pink silk shirt with large lapels, her black hair is pulled back casually, and she has light makeup on her pretty face, which perfectly interprets the charm of a beautiful mature woman. Xu Jiarong, leaning on the pillow of the sofa, had a gloomy look on her face.
After her husband died, she devoted all her thoughts to her stepson, hoping that her stepson would go to school well and have a successful career in the future. However, she did not expect that her stepson would not live up to his expectations and would play games and go to Internet cafes every day, unable to stay at home.
In order to live up to her dead husband, she planned to spend more money and ask Zou Mingwu, who had just been suspended from his job, to tutor his stepson.
When hiring a tutor, it depends on ability as well as character. When she first saw the news on the Internet, she was really disappointed in Zou Mingwu and planned to find someone else. A few days later, things turned around and she realized that she had misunderstood a teacher with high moral character and hard work.
So today, I made a special call to invite Zou Mingwu to my home.
"Ding dong..."
A doorbell rang.
Arrived so quickly.
Xu Jiarong put aside her messy thoughts, stood up, and straightened her clothes to avoid being rude.
When he opened the door, he saw an honest and ordinary face.
It looked like he was a tutor, and Xu Jiarong gave Zou Mingwu a good evaluation in her heart.
"Ms. Xu"
Zou Mingwu looked calm, without any trace of obscenity.
In the beginning, he relied on this honest and kind-hearted intellectual appearance to deceive Chen Xiaoxiao's parents.
"Teacher Zou, don't be so polite. I'm nine years younger than you. Just call me Jiarong."
Xu Jiarong smiled, staggered her body, and made a gesture of invitation.
With a gentle smile unique to intellectuals, Zou Mingwu stepped into the threshold and changed into a pair of slippers.
"Teacher Zou, please sit down. By the way, what do you want to drink? I have everything at home."
Xu Jiarong asked with a smile.
In order to satisfy her sixteen-year-old stepson, she basically purchased all the common drinks on the market.
“Mineral water is fine”
Zou Mingwu still looked very gentle.
Xu Jiarong turned around and walked towards the refrigerator gracefully.
Zou Mingwu made a swallowing motion towards Xu Jiarong. This thirty-one-year-old beautiful mature woman was so delicious, and her every move showed nobility and gentleness that people couldn't help but blaspheme.
"Teacher Zou, I wonder if you are busy during this time?"
Xu Jiarong, who was pouring mineral water into the cup, asked softly.
"I've been idle at home these past few days. You should have heard about what happened before."
Zou Mingwu put on a slightly depressed look.
Xu Jiarong picked up the cup, turned around and walked over, saying words of relief.
"I saw the follow-up news. Today's children are so shameless that they don't take their reputation seriously. They almost killed a good teacher."
Zou Mingwu put away his gloomy expression and put on the appearance of a kind and kind teacher.
"I don't blame Chen Xiaoxiao. She is still a child. When I return to work after a while, I will tell the school to let her go back to school."
Xu Jiarong walked to the sofa and sat down, placing the water glass in front of Zou Mingwu with a look of admiration on her face.
"Teacher Zou, good people like you are rare these days. If that female classmate finds out, she will be ashamed."
"It's nothing, I'm just doing my duty as a teacher," Zou Mingwu deliberately failed to hold the water glass firmly and spilled it on himself.
"Blame it on me. Talking to you has affected you. I'll take the towel."
Xu Jiarong got up and walked towards the bathroom.
Zou Mingwu took out a small bottle from his pocket and skillfully poured a little colorless liquid into Xu Jiarong's water glass.
When Xu Jiarong, who was unaware, came over with a towel and a glass of water, Zou Mingwu was already sitting upright.
"Here, wipe it off"
"Thanks"
Zou Mingwu stood up, took the towel and water glass, and began to wipe his pants seriously.
In order to cover up the embarrassing scene of a strange man wiping his pants in front of him, Xu Jiarong picked up the cup, lowered his head, and drank silently.
Today's mineral water has a strange taste.
While Xu Jiarong was thinking in her mind, Zou Mingwu's voice sounded in her ears.
"Jia Rong, you are so beautiful and feminine."
How could this teacher who was serious just now talk to him like this? Xu Jiarong was shocked and forced a smile at the same time.
"Teacher Zou, what are you talking about? I'm already old."
"What's the point of being old? When you go out, no one will say you are over twenty-five."
Zou Mingwu looked like I disagreed.
Xu Jiarong is a little tired of this Zou Mingwu. Am I familiar with you? You talk to me like this. In order not to make things difficult for each other, Xu Jiarong still has a smile on his face.
"Stop talking about me, Teacher Zou, I invited you here today because I want to talk to you about tutoring Xiaohui. I wonder how much you charge now?"
Zou Mingwu saw that Xu Jiarong's love medicine had not yet taken effect, so he had no choice but to continue chatting patiently.
"Last time I tutored Chen Xiaoxiao, the school already criticized me and asked me not to tutor students anymore. Do you think this is good? From now on, I will tutor Xiaohui for free every weekend in the name of a friend."
Xu Jiarong was shocked and refused to accept the money.
In this era when prices are rising and life is not easy for everyone, there are actually people who don't love money.
"Teacher Zou, how can this be done? You must accept this money, one hundred thousand yuan, for half a year. When Xiaohui's grades improve, I will give you another hundred thousand yuan."
Xu Jiarong, who is not short of money, does not want to owe others anything.
Zou Mingwu nodded, picked up the empty water glass, shook it and said, "There's no more water."
"Ah, I'll pour it again"
Xu Jiarong stood up and walked towards the bar on the east side of the living room.
Zou Mingwu stood up, with a lewd smile on his lips.
The maddening feast of the flesh is about to begin again.
Xu Jiarong took less than three steps when she felt dizzy, shook her head, and continued walking forward.
When she came to the edge of the bar, she picked up the large water glass and poured a glass of water into the disposable cup. Before she could reach out to take it, she felt dizzy, and at the same time, an unbearable feeling of heat spread throughout her body.
What's wrong with me! It was obviously fine just now.
Xu Jiarong couldn't figure out why she was like this.
"Jiarong, your husband has been dead for so long, are you lonely?" Zou Mingwu put two short and thick hands on Xu Jiarong's shoulders.
"I, I..." Xu Jiarong felt something was wrong with the aura of the person behind him. She woke up and followed the other person's path. In her heart, she was frightened and bit her tongue hard.
"Jia Rong, you are so tempting. After I saw you in the mall that time, all I think about is you every day."
Zou Mingwu lowered his hands from Xu Jiarong's body bit by bit.
"No"
Xu Jiarong, with blood at the corner of her mouth, turned around suddenly, pushed Zou Mingwu away, and stumbled up the stairs.
Zou Mingwu was stunned for a few seconds, then walked upstairs with a lewd smile on his face.
