So much excitement had accumulated inside her body that tears were forming at the corners of her eyes.

She opened her mouth, her voice sweet and tender, "Teacher, I'm not feeling well..."

On the podium, Su Moqi frowned slightly, then with a worried look on his face he walked towards her and asked with concern, "What's wrong with student Ya Ya?"

Han Qianya looked annoyed, her seductive fox-like eyes looking at him, "Teacher, I..."

"Your face is so red," he said, eagerly pressing the back of his hand to her forehead.

She couldn't help but shiver slightly at the slightly cool touch.

The two of them were close enough that she could smell the light scent of his perfume. The scent was soft and beautiful, but with a little hint of temptation and wildness, mixed with his unique masculine pheromones. She couldn't help but feel a little tempted.

"I'll take you to the school infirmary," Su Moqi said, reaching out to help her up.

Unexpectedly, Han Qianya's legs and feet became weak and she couldn't stand still, so she leaned towards him.

Her head rested on his chest, and she could faintly hear his steady, strong heartbeat.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'm a bit unsteady," she said, trying to remove her hand from his shirt lest other students say she was seducing him.

The young girl's delicate body leaned against him, almost half of her body relying on his. Su Moqi decisively used his strength to lift her up and hold her in his arms.

"Wow! Princess carry!" The female students started discussing excitedly because most of them couldn't resist this MAX-level display of boyfriend skills. Even the way they looked at Su Moqi emphasized their admiration.

"Teacher, please let me down, this isn't good..." People would gossip.

Moreover, the seductive smell of his body was even stronger like this, lingering at the tip of her nose, smelling so good that she couldn't help but sniff the air a few more times.

However, the smell of male hormones was more likely to stimulate her desire for the opposite sex.

Her lower abdomen was sore and swollen and her pussy was twitching, the leaking fluid soaking her private parts.

Su Moqi completely ignored her words and loudly addressed the whole class, "Students, because Han Qianya suddenly fell ill, we will not continue with this class... Everyone, please copy the six problems on the blackboard into your notebooks, complete them, and then submit your work to the class representative. Afterwards, you can be dismissed."

After speaking, he steadily walked out of the classroom with Han Qianya in his arms.

Student A: "Oh my God! I didn't expect the new teacher to be so good, and he would even personally send the students to the infirmary. If I had known, I would have pretended to be sick..."

Student B: "Yeah, if I had known, I would have done something to attract the teacher's attention..."

Han Qianya blushed, and hooked her small hands around his neck to prevent herself from falling.

"Teacher, where are we going?"

"You're not feeling well. Shouldn't you go to the school infirmary?"

She bit her lower lip. It wasn't that she was really unwell, just that her clitoris had been stimulated for a long time, and it was a little uncomfortable.

She just had to turn the vibrator off, or take it out.

"Teacher, I don't need to go to the school infirmary... I simply need to rest for a while."

Su Moqi, who was walking, suddenly stopped and looked down at her.

Of course he knew why she was feeling unwell, so...

"Then why don't you come to my lounge to rest first?"

Hearing this, Han Qianya's face was as hot as fire.

In order for the teachers to have a better rest, Xinde Girls' High School specially arranged a resting place for them.

Usually, two teachers shared one lounge.

But if there was only one male teacher in the whole school...

That would be his lounge alone!