A Sensualist's Sin

See teacher Yang come over, the original chattering students are quiet down.

Today, Yang Yu specially wears comfortable sports clothes. Yang Yu, who is very sunny, looks more sunny and healthy.

"Ji Ming, come with me and get the basketball!" Yang Yu likes to embarrass Ji Ming on purpose. Ji Ming white eyes, very not willing to follow up.

The headmaster bought six basketballs, five of which are very cheap rubber balls, one of which is a little more expensive. It's more suitable for the formal game of Spalding basketball, and the two self-made basketball frames have been set up on the playing field. Yang Yu roughly drew a basketball court with red paint.

"You don't care what basketball is, what rules are, what position is, what shooting is. What you have to do is to practice the sense of the ball! When the ball comes, everything comes. " Yang Yu began to explain his understanding of basketball.

Basketball is very familiar to Yang Yu. High school is for the school team, and college sports is also for basketball. Because the university is too short, he didn't choose the position of point guard in the school team, which makes him feel very sorry, but.

"What is the charm of basketball?" Yang Yu suddenly said such a sentence, picked up Spalding and transported to the basket in the past, jumped and it, flying high, unexpectedly, unexpectedly, directly buckled down.

Everyone was stunned!

Yang Yu's flying posture is cool, only Ji Ming disdains it. Yang Yu divides everyone into different positions. Of course, they don't understand it. Han Qingfang naturally plays as center, Zhang Fangfang as offensive guard and Ji Ming as point guard. Yang Yu absolutely lets Ji Ming as the initiator of the team's offensive system. The distribution of ball power and the choice of attack are all decided by her.

"You have only one goal in the afternoon: dribble, dribble unlimited." Yang Yu in pairs, bent down to practice dribbling, each dribble for five minutes, pass to another person, continue to move, such a cycle.

Because of many balls, give Ji Ming that Spalding to practice alone.

Yang Yu looked at the female students bending, buttocks up, lined up in two rows, eager to stand behind them, one by one to insert in the past, this taste is estimated to be burst. This is not only, the 20 white thighs, together, the scene is also very magnificent.

Among these white legs, Han Qingfang is the most beautiful and slender. Her height of 175 and thin figure are really her life as a model. Besides, Han Qingfang has a temperament, which is like the noble and cold temperament emanating from her bones.

In addition to Han Qingfang's legs, Yang Yu is also interested in one leg. Her name is Shen Feifei. She is also a junior high school student. She is 165 tall. Yang Yu has arranged her position as a power forward. This girl is also jade and pure, is a human beauty, with three cousin Yunxi's character is a bit like, but is soft outside and hard inside.

This is a very calm girl, in her body, Yang Yu see is out of the mud but not stained, really clean, so the skin is excellent, is the skin of the ten best and whitest. When Yang Yu looked at her beautiful leg, she almost stood up, a perfect thigh.

Shen Feifei's beauty was not noticed by Yang Yu before. When she went to school, she always wore long pants and curled her hair. Today, she put down her hair and suddenly became beautiful. She wore shorts to match her suffocating thigh. Yang Yu's heart itched.

Yang Yu wants to touch her thigh, but she is not so familiar with this classmate, or just the teacher and classmate, unlike Bai Xue, Zi Shu and Yun Xi. Can't find the reason to touch her thigh, Yang Yu that urgent, can pick up a girl still need face?

Once in a while, the spring breeze blows through the playground and raises a dust wind!

Seeing that Shen Feifei's ball was also blown away by the wind, Yang Yu rushed over and picked up the ball to teach her how to dribble.

"Center of gravity down." Yang Yu deliberately to press her waist, the hand on her buttocks: "a hand, to be stable, take down the moment with a little force."

Yang Yu's hand hasn't left Shen Feifei's buttocks, and he wants to feel it along his thigh, but he has to endure it after all.

"After practicing for two hours, everyone is tired. Take a 15 minute rest and have a drink." Yang Yu clapped his hands. Seeing everyone's backache, he continued: "if the competition is won, the school decides to award everyone 20 yuan."

"Twenty dollars? So much? " A lot of students are excited. The 20 yuan is just for the children in the countryside. It's really a lot. It's just that Ji Ming feels like she's been cheated. She bargained for only five yuan before, which is too little.

What's more, it gives them a sense of accomplishment, and they can even brag in front of their parents and relatives for a while.

In fact, the reward of 200 yuan is donated by the school funds and every teacher, because they are bullied by other schools like the headmaster and have been suppressed for a long time. If Yang Yu really wins, it will be a shame.

"Miss Yang, sing us a song. We love to hear you sing." Zhang Fangfang is obviously a lot more bold, obviously she also spoke a lot of people's voices, this dribble time is too boring.

"Well, I'll get the guitar, but you'll have to practice hard later." Yang Yu is very happy. Except for Ji Ming, these students are not as difficult as he imagined. They are all obedient.The students chose a piece of grass and sat in a semicircle. Bai Huahua's thighs formed a line, which made Yang Yu very excited. Yang Yu, with his guitar on his back, chooses a big stone to sit down and looks around. Except for Ji Ming's disdainful look at the distance, others are full of expectation.

Shen Feifei has also been very calm, but she wants to listen to a song, rarely speak, but always quiet Shen Feifei even ordered a song: "Miss Yang, can you sing a song" can't leave you? "

Shen Feifei's voice is very clear and clean, and her vocal cords are perfectly developed. There is no murmur and no Yasha. Yang Yu seldom hears words. Unexpectedly, she is attracted by this opening.

"Of course Yang Yu plucked a string.

The playground is very quiet, the whole village is very quiet, there is no car sound, no horn sound.

Singing in this quiet and comfortable countryside is a kind of enjoyment, not to mention facing a group of girls with bare legs.

The sound of strings, like the sound of nature!

Once Yang Yu holds the guitar, he will be immersed in the artistic conception of that kind of music, which is also the best interpretation and respect for music.

When Yang Yu sings the song, his eyes are always looking at Shen Feifei, a beautiful girl. However, Shen Feifei does not avoid it. Instead, he is always facing Yang Yu's eyes.

Shen Feifei was fascinated by this song. In fact, she didn't think much about men's and women's affairs. When all the girls were fascinated by Yang Yu's handsome, she decided to hide her mind and secretly love her in her heart.

Shen Feifei thinks that this song is specially sung by her.

So when Yang Yu teacher has been looking at her eyes, her heart a little want to cry, that kind of sour feeling, she knows that Yang Yu teacher can not belong to her, she is just enjoying her own youth, belongs to a person's youth.

Shen Feifei is such a girl. She is very clear and calm on the surface, but complex in the heart. She can see it thoroughly. She seems to have seen the scene of parting after graduation, just as the lyrics say: some people are destined not to see each other again, and those green faces

Yang Yu doesn't think so much. When she looks into Shen Feifei's eyes, Yu Guang keeps looking at her big eyes Legs, but also from time to time to aim at her chest, through the V collar that little ditch, Yang Yu has been able to guess, this is a pair of best milk.

The afternoon passed and everyone went back.

"Miss Yang, can I practice again?" It was Zhang Fangfang who raised this question, which made Yang Yu happy.

"Of course, you can play whatever you want."

"I want to stay, too." Shen Feifei even put forward this request, and other students have already run out, especially Ji Ming, who runs the fastest.

Zhang Fangfang randomly took the ball and threw it to the basket. Unexpectedly, the ball scored.

Yang Yumu is stunned. It's a three-point ball to throw at this position. Is this Zhang Fangfang really like what she said? She smashed too much fruit and threw it accurately?

"Wow! How accurate Shen Feifei clapped her hands and was envious, but she couldn't shoot at all. Randomly, Zhang Fangfang took the ball and went to throw the basketball.

"The teacher can really teach you to shoot! You can put it in, too. " Yang Yu said with a smile.

"Good!" Shen Feifei agreed.

Yang Yu takes the Spalding and chooses another box to join Shen Feifei alone.

"Learn my posture, put the ball in the palm of one hand, hold the ball with the other hand, and then push it out with four fingers, wrist force, other places are vertical to straight process..." Yang Yu teaches her the essentials of movements and demonstrates them to her.

But obviously, for Shen Feifei, who has no basketball foundation, it's very difficult. Yang Yu saw that the posture was not right. Just now he walked behind her and pressed close to her body. His right hand supported Shen Feifei's right hand, his left hand supported her left hand, and his hand held her.

But that's not enough. Yang Yu put his head in front of Shen Feifei's face.

All of a sudden, Shen Feifei's face turned red and her heart began to jump.

"Don't be nervous, relax!" Yang Yu talks deliberately close to her cheek. It's only a millimeter away. The two people's skin will stick together.

Yang Yu is obviously eating bean curd and wants to take advantage of it. What's more, Yang Yu's lower body is still against Shen Feifei's buttocks. Shen Feifei obviously feels the outline of Mr. Yang's thick guy and becomes more nervous.

This is the first time that I have come into contact with Mr. Yang, almost face to face.

Shen Feifei's heart is bouncing. He can't hear Yang Yu's words. He forgets his shooting skills. This shot is naturally crooked.

"It's OK, let's come again!" Yang Yu said patiently and held her hand again. Only this time, Yang Yu was more bold and put his face directly under Shen Feifei's cheek.

All of a sudden!