in my memory, the teacher was very beautiful and classy, and when i was a , i could only stare at him with admiring eyes and couldn’t even confess to him. as time passed, i became an adult, and my teacher became more beautiful and bewitching than before. the real face of the teacher who could not know in the past was passionate and very obscene. at that time, all i could do was look at them, and from now on, they’re all my own! !
