"Mmmh... ahh..." Even though she tried her best not to make a sound, a small humming sound continuously escaped from her.

Furthermore, she kept lying on the desk, her body trembling, which made others think that she couldn't handle the teacher's minor criticism and would burst into tears at the slightest provocation.

"What's wrong with Han Qianya? The teacher just confiscated her remote control, but he didn't say he wouldn't return it to her. Why is she crying?"

"I don't know! It's weirdly pretentious... Maybe she's trying to get the teacher's attention and seduce him!"

There was a bit of noise around her, but she couldn't refute it now, the frequency of the vibrations was too fast, too much for her to bear.

Her orgasm continued, and she couldn't help but clench her fists as she tried to fight the wave of pleasure coursing through her body.

Su Moqi adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, showing that he was in a good mood.

"Okay, students, please calm down. Now turn to page 42 of the textbook. What we are going to talk about today is..."

After the lesson, Han Qianya didn't have a clue about what he had explained the entire time.

She only cared about maintaining the little bit of sanity she had left, fighting against her body's instinctive reactions, and also had to respond to Shui Qinglan's concerned words from time to time.

She waited for the school bell to ring.

After class, she would either ask him to return the remote control, or go to the bathroom and take the vibrator out of her underwear.

However, when she finally managed to endure until the bell rang, Su Moqi unexpectedly said, "Well, the next class is still math class... Do you want to leave now, or do you want to continue and then finish early to have lunch?"

As expected, the female students who had not yet had enough of his handsome appearance unanimously said, "Let's continue the class!"

Su Moqi nodded in agreement and then indeed turned around to continue explaining the example problem on the blackboard.

This was a pain for Han Qianya as her clit felt numb and itchy, the stimulation too strong and long, hurting a little now.

Her pussy was red and swollen, her whole panties already wet with her lust, and she guessed that even the pleated skirt underneath was wet.

"Let's have a few students come up to the blackboard and solve the following questions," Su Moqi said, his gaze unconsciously sweeping over the area where Han Qianya sat.

During the lesson, she would look up at him from time to time with watery and sad eyes, expressing her strong dissatisfaction with him in her gaze.

However, her flushed face, the delicate manner of her teeth biting her lower lip, and the amorous feelings hidden in her eyes were all a deadly temptation.

The students, upon hearing the invitation to come up to the board, eagerly raised their hands and shouted, all hoping that the handsome male teacher would choose them.

"Then..." he deliberately prolonged his tone, teasing their curiosity, "Let's have the first six students in that row come up here."

As soon as the words were spoken, five girls got up from their seats and walked up to the podium with great enthusiasm.

There was one person missing.

The rest of the student body once again paid attention to Han Qianya, who was sitting motionlessly in her seat, dumbfounded.

In fact...

She'd orgasmed so much that she didn't know how many times it'd been. She couldn't concentrate at all and had long been carried away under the extreme pleasure.

"Yaya, the teacher told you to go up and do the questions!" Shui Qinglan urged her anxiously in a low voice, pushing her arm with her hand.

"Mmmmh," she was just trying to respond to her, but when she did, the tone of her voice changed a bit, turning into a coquettish whimper.