In a flash, Chen Tiansong took two hard slaps, too stunned to pull up his pants. But pulling them up would've been worse—his scalded dick was practically skinless!
Leave them down, though, and his bare ass and shriveled worm of a cock were on full display. How fucking humiliating! How could he stay at the school now? Chen Tiansong was desperate to crawl into a hole. Why so damn unlucky? That kettle, like it had eyes, poured boiling water right onto his hard-on!
"Chen Tiansong, this is how you act as a teacher? You bastard!" The bespectacled old man barked, stomping in rage. "You're out of the grade group! I'm reporting this to the principal and requesting the Education Bureau expel you, you scum!"
"Director Yang, I… I didn't…" Chen Tiansong panicked.
Reported to the Education Bureau? That'd ruin his life! Scared shitless, he grabbed the old man's arm, nearly dropping to his knees.
"Director Yang, I'm begging you, don't report me. I…"
"Hmph! Parents already complained you were touching female students' hands in class. I didn't believe it then, but now? You're a bastard! Get out!" Yang, the old man, fumed, kicking Chen Tiansong.
Being grabbed by this creep, he'd need a shower to feel clean.
"Scum, ruining teachers' reputations!"
"That bastard should've been fired ages ago!"
"Fucking animal!"
Chen Tiansong fled, pants half-up, as the crowd behind Yang muttered. Clearly, Chen's popularity was shit. No surprise—after this, who'd stick up for him? Stripping and acting a pervert in broad daylight, as a teacher? Who'd give a damn about you?
"Try stealing my woman, you're too green!" Watching Chen Tiansong run, Long Gen smirked. People's power was strong—couple of shouts, and Chen's reputation was trashed. His scorched dick would be out of commission for a while.
"Alright, everyone, disperse! I'm telling the principal. This school won't tolerate scum like him!" Director Yang turned, parting the crowd.
Must be the grade director, older with some clout. With those words, the teachers scattered in twos and threes, muttering who-knows-what.
"Xiaofang, you okay? That creep didn't do anything, right?" As the crowd thinned, the woman who'd slapped Chen stayed, grabbing Xiaofang's hand, concerned. She snatched the knife away.
Worried Xiaofang might do something rash, Xu Qing relaxed once the knife was gone.
"Xiaoqing, I'm fine. Thanks." Xiaofang said, forcing a smile.
It happened so fast—she was chopping vegetables, then a scream, Long Gen yelling like a madman, and Chen Tiansong was done for!
Right, Long Gen! He must've rigged it. How else would the kettle fall, splashing right into Chen's crotch?
"Little Long, you…" Xiaofang called. No response. Then she noticed the idiot staring at Xu Qing.
"Little Long!" Xiaofang glared, jealous.
This punk fucked her, touched her, kissed her, and now he's eyeing another woman?
"Huh? Oh." Long Gen snapped out of it, pulling back his "appreciative" gaze, chuckling dumbly. "Xiaofang, what's up?"
His eyes slid to Xu Qing.
Damn, this chick was fine. Tall, big round ass stuffed in jeans, like a giant millstone. Long Gen wanted to bite it. Huge, round thighs, long calves. And her face—holy shit! Tits as big as Yuan Xiang's, rippling with every move. Delicate features, like a movie star.
"Who's this?" Xu Qing looked at Xiaofang, confused.
Xiaofang glanced at Long Gen meaningfully before saying, "From our village, grew up together. Bit slow. Came to town to bring stuff from my parents. I was about to cook for him. Xiaoqing, you eaten?"
"Thanks to him today. Ugh, you never know people's true colors. Who knew Chen Tiansong was such a beast!" Xu Qing sighed.
She wasn't much older than Xiaofang, just a year ahead as a head teacher. Since Xiaofang taught her class, the two, close in age, hit it off and became friends. Xu Qing had even fought for this bigger dorm for Xiaofang.
"You're okay, that's what matters. Don't worry, I'm telling Director Yang to call the principal. No tumors in our school!" Seeing Xiaofang recover, Xu Qing relaxed, gave a few words, and left.
Watching her big ass sway away, Long Gen felt a pang of loss. Village folks say, "Spank a big ass, get sons." With an ass like Xu Qing's, she'd pop out a litter!
Gotta find a chance to tap that ass.
"Staring, huh? Eyes falling out?" Xiaofang's jealousy flared, nearly yanking his ear.
Long Gen turned, grinning sheepishly, and nudged the door shut. After that chaos, no chance for passion now. Eat first, plan later.
"Little bastard!" Xiaofang rolled her eyes, clanging around to cook half a chicken, fry some eggs, and reheat Chen Tiansong's braised pork.
Long Gen didn't hold back, rolling up his sleeves and digging in. A chunk of pork hit his mouth, grease dripping down his chin, smacking loudly.
"Mmm, Chen Tiansong's a prick, but this pork's damn good. Looks, smells, tastes great. Nice!" He praised, tossing another piece in.
Xiaofang ate slowly, then looked up, serious. "Little Long, you did that to Chen Tiansong on purpose, didn't you?"
"What? You mad?" Long Gen shrugged. "You're my woman. He's after you, and I can't deal with him?"
"Pfft!"
Xiaofang's eyes rolled, her face flushing. "Who's your woman? Can't spit ivory from a dog's mouth! Hmph!"
But her heart buzzed like she'd eaten honey. Say what you want, Little Long was solid. Took down the village secretary and now Chen Tiansong! Being with a guy like that felt safe.
"Heh, come on, wifey, eat an egg, build your strength." Long Gen plopped some egg in her bowl, eyes sliding to her towering tits, nipples poking through her bra, a stunning sight. "Your body's so weak—can you handle my big cock?"
"Here, eat a chicken thigh, pump up those pecs. Bigger tits feel better to grab…" he added.
"Little Long, why you talking like that?" Xiaofang set her bowl down, blushing, turning away. But she was annoyed—glancing at her chest, they weren't small! Why'd he keep saying they were?
"You can't just think dirty like that!"
Long Gen straightened, dropping the sleaze, suddenly serious.
"Big tits mean milk for kids later. How's that dirty? I'm thinking of our future kids, Xiaofang. You're a teacher—why's your mind so impure?"
"You!" Xiaofang's face burned with shame. "You're the bad guy, accusing me first!"
"Eat, eat. What's this about accusing? Husband and wife stuff, we settle it under the covers. Eat up! Potatoes are good—high starch, makes your ass bigger. You'll pop out a fat boy for sure…" Long Gen kept yapping, Xiaofang's face red as a monkey's butt, cursing inwardly.
Punk, bastard, little shit! So damn pervy! But hearing "wifey" warmed her heart.
Hmm, marrying Little Long wouldn't be bad. No one would dare mess with her!
After eating and cleaning up, around 2 p.m., Xu Qing returned, her grim face finally showing a smile.
"Xiaofang, great news! Chen Tiansong's fired! The principal's reporting him to the Education Bureau! You're safe now! Haha!"
Xiaofang nodded, smiling faintly, but thought, *Chen Tiansong's done, but I'm not safe. There's still a big cock behind me.*
"Alright, Xiaofang, take a couple days off. That mess probably shook you. I'll tell the principal about your leave—no problem!" Xu Qing patted her chest, her round ass swaying as she left.
Xiaofang glanced back—sure enough, the little bastard's eyes were practically falling out.
"Pretty, huh? Want me to hook you up?" Her icy voice cut through. Long Gen shivered, grinning sheepishly.
"Nah, nothing to see. Just noticed your flag's nice!" He laughed, switching topics. "Chen Tiansong's done. Wifey, I'm much more at ease."
Xiaofang nodded, but felt uneasy. Chen Tiansong had been after her for a while, she knew, but he hadn't acted. His harsh fate left her a bit guilty.
Long Gen didn't care. What's the big deal? He'd fucked the whole Chen family's women! Dare eye his woman? That's your fate!
Long Gen was the Chen family's curse!
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