My Back Table is Actually Gabriel

When will the sun go down.

In the evening, the campus is extremely quiet, only the student movement can be seen on the playground.

"Hey, wait..." Jing Keai was stunned for a moment, and muttered to herself, "It feels so familiar."

A strong sense of déjà vu came to my heart, as if the scene in front of me had happened before.

The next moment, Jing Keai tensed her body suddenly, turned her head to look at Hua Ye who was holding her waist with both hands, and said through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?"

Hua Ye said calmly, "Massage for you."

"Just massage, don't stand directly behind." A look of embarrassment floated on Mr. Jing's face, "Stand on the side."

Jing Keai has already remembered where the familiarity in front of her eyes came from. Last week, when she went to rescue Hoshino Xia with Hua Ye and Igarashi, she accidentally fell into the illusion of the fox demon. What happened in the illusion at that time, It's exactly the same as now, except that I didn't sprain my waist, everything else is exactly the same!

"Could it be that the illusion can predict the future?"

"What if this kid really does bad things like in the illusion?"

"Do you agree or..."

"Of course it's impossible to agree!"

Jing Keai wanted to change her posture, but felt that it would be too fussy, and besides, there was no other place in the office to change her position.

"Thinking too much." Jing Keai took a deep breath, shook her head, and tried to drive away the strange emotions in her heart, "This kid only sees me as a teacher, otherwise he would have long ago..."

"Snapped."

A crisp applause sounded.

Jing Keai only felt a pain in her buttocks, she couldn't help turning her head in embarrassment, gritted her teeth and said, "You only have one chance to explain."

Slapping a female teacher's ass in the office is no longer audacious, it is clearly asking for death!

"There is dust on the butt." Hua Ye said calmly, "When you fell down, you didn't pat it clean."

"You don't need to do this kind of thing for me." A black line fell on Jing Keai's head, "I can shoot myself!"

"Ah."

"Hurry up and go back when you're done."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Keai felt that saying this sentence in the immediate environment was a bit subtle, as if she was... driving on purpose?

It is impossible to explain, Jing Keai pursed her pink lips and continued to look at the playground.

After a moment.

"What are you doing again?" Jing Keai turned her head and looked, her body was tense, her pretty face was blushing, half of it was shyness, and the other half was embarrassment.

It's okay to slap the ashes, and it's true that it may not be patted clean. What kind of trouble are you putting your hands on it now and pinching it!When I knead the dough!

Hua Ye glanced at the embarrassing Mr. Jing, and calmly replied, "There is a thread broken on the top of the skirt."

"and then?"

"It looks uncomfortable, I'm going to get rid of the thread."

"..."

Jing Keai opened her mouth, only then did she realize that Hua Ye still had obsessive-compulsive disorder in this area, and couldn't help but said, "I'll go back and do this kind of thing myself."

"No."

"Hey, don't be too much, kid."

Hua Ye's poker face: "Lie down, don't move around."

"..."

Jing Kei was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but unfortunately her back pain had not been resolved, so she could only swallow her anger, lay down again, and looked towards the playground.

A strange and subtle feeling quietly spread in my heart.

There is shame, tension, embarrassment, and a sense of taboo that I don't want to admit.

Boss Jing put his legs together subconsciously, and began to analyze the essence: "No wonder there are often campus themes in those books...Special occasions and identities can indeed bring people strong psychological stimulation..."

"Hey, your kid is almost done, when do you want to touch it?!"

Jing Keai couldn't bear it anymore, she gritted her teeth and asked.

If you touch it again, who knows if it will become animalistic, anyway, Boss Jing knows about his own affairs - if it weren't for the window sill to support his body, he would probably not be able to stand still at this moment.

Hua Ye is a master of massage and massage. When touching people, he never touches people with a simple and rough pinch, but a skillful touch that can make people's legs and feet weak. He is already in his 30s, but he has never let other men touch his body. Dude, naturally I couldn't resist it.

"All right."

Hua Ye successfully cut the end of the thread.

Jing Keai breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head to look, her pretty face blushed, she gritted her teeth and said, "What should you say now?"

Hua Ye thought for a while and said, "It feels good."

Although Mrs. Jing is a little older, she is not an office worker who sits in front of the computer all day. As a fitness expert, her body is full of health and elasticity, and her hand feels extraordinarily smooth and upright.

"This is it?"