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  The big red coat wrapped tightly around his body, Yang Dongxuan seemed to be unaware of his disheveled state. Fang Qiong's coat was similar to a Tang suit but not quite, the buttons at the collar were all fastened, and the cuffs and waist were also buttoned up, revealing her entire figure completely.

  Yang Dongxuan himself was shocked awake from his loss of composure. He immediately felt his own situation, hastily turned his head away, and the pressure increased.

  His face suddenly felt hot, and Yang Dongxuan himself knew that his distracted expression must have been seen by Fang Qiong. However, he couldn't explain it. If Fang Qiong weren't a student's mother, she would definitely tease him with a few sentences at this time. Whether or not she could really take advantage of the situation was one thing, but seeing Yang Dongxuan lose his composure like that and not teasing him a bit - what kind of man would that be?

  Fang Qiong naturally noticed Yang Dongxuan's change, and she was also laughing in her heart. Feeling that her dressing had achieved its purpose, she said, "Teacher Yang, doesn't this outfit make me look old?"

  Yang Dongxuan turned to look at Fang Qiong, seeing that she was asking seriously. Although he couldn't figure out her true intention, he covered up his previous nervousness and said, "How can I look old? Besides, I'm not old in the first place. You and Fang Qing are absolutely like sisters when you're together."

  "Where..." Fang Qiong burst out laughing, "My daughter is already in 9th grade, an old lady! Can't compare to Teacher Yang, who has only worked for a few years and is still in her twenties, full of vigor. I'll let you win this round..."

  It's rare for a woman to talk about her age, but at this time, Fang Qiong is facing her daughter's young teacher at home, saying that she doesn't have any mental discomfort. However, saying so is indeed intentionally exaggerating, wanting to understand Yang Dongxuan's thoughts.

  Young men like some younger women, while others prefer plump and mature ones, thinking that such women are truly feminine.

  "They say a woman's age is an absolute secret," Yang Dongxuan smiled, and Fang Qiong's words made him feel a little less pressured. "Let's go outside, people will definitely think you're my younger sister. Besides, if you two had gotten married earlier, you would be at most one or two years older than me. The main thing is that we didn't attend the same school, otherwise we might have been classmates..."

  He started to talk smoothly, and Yang Dongxuan looked at the plump and sexy Fang Qiong standing in front of him, feeling a subtle stirring. This was uncontrollable, having such a woman by his side with emotions that were hard to restrain.

  "Teacher Yang, I always thought you were a very pure type, but who knew you'd be so good at winning women's hearts." Fang Qiong smiled and her face looked even more radiant, "If I had such a handsome young brother, it would be great. Today, wearing younger clothes is just afraid of being laughed at on the street. Teacher, hearing you say this, I'm more confident now."

  Yang Dongxuan knew that Fang Qiong was divorced, and Fang Qian could also face her parents' situation positively, without the extreme mentality of a single-parent family child.

  "Fang Qian told me last year to find someone else to spend my life with, I didn't have any confidence in myself at all. You see, what's wrong with these kids nowadays, they dare to say anything and think they know everything."

  "It's not a bad thing for children to have a positive view of their parents' personal lives, I think it's beneficial for their growth. Nowadays, even 70 or 80-year-old seniors are still forming new families, isn't that so?"

  "When you're a teacher, it's about doing ideological work on people," Fang Qiong said. "Teacher Yang, hearing you say that has moved me too. Do you have any acquaintances? Introduce one to me, of course, their character and conduct should be as good as yours."

  Yang Dongxuan had something he really wanted to say, but it was stuck in his stomach, and his expression was a bit awkward.

  "What is Teacher Yang thinking about? Let's go, we'll go eat. Walking with a handsome guy, getting used to it first," Fang Qiong said as she walked beside Yang Dongxuan. Yang Dongxuan didn't know if she would hold onto his arm while walking, and his heart was racing anxiously. A faint fragrance wafted into his nostrils, refreshing his mind, but Fang Qiong just smiled brightly, and Yang Dongxuan felt a slight pang of regret.

  Although they chatted non-stop during dinner, there was no further intimacy. After dinner, Fang Qiong asked Yang Dongxuan to go wash his feet and massage his head, but Yang declined.

  The two walked back and forth together, Yang Dongxuan felt that Fang Qiong seemed to have something unsaid, and he also had something in his heart that he didn't dare say. He thought to himself, after Fang Qian graduated, if they met Fang Qiong again, it would be a good opportunity to get an answer.