Teacher Yan, That Was My Physiological Reaction.

Both are abnormal psychology Self-isolation, emotional cognitive impairment, physiological liking × intellectual, controlling, shady, guiding lover Love without knowing it, rely on instinct to approach vs. Being cold and being sullen —— 21-year-old Yan Jinshu saved 12-year-old Yi Qingzhao, which was the only light in her dark world. She could only huddle in the corner and trace the back figure with her eyes until she became a morbid obsession. 22-Year-old Yi Qingzhao became her colleague. She didn't understand why her ears were ringing, her hands were shaking, and she couldn't breathe when she was near that person. She thought she was sick. Little did she know, it was her body saying love for her. Since the brain can't handle it, just follow your instinct—— Seen by her, remembered by her, occupied by her. —— Yan Jinshu (carelessly): Teacher Yi seems to be afraid of me? Yi Qingzhao (whole body stiffened): ... Not afraid. Yan Jinshu (approaching): Do you hate me? Yi Qingzhao (retreating instinctively): No. I want to get close, I want to touch, I want to be completely engulfed by that pine scent. —— Food Guide The age difference is 9 years. Yi Qingzhao is really stupid, and Teacher Yan is really bad. She doesn't understand love, but her body will love you to death for her. —— Small Theater Yi Qingzhao washed the dishes and glanced at Yan Jinshu. No response. Sweeping the floor, he looked at her again. Still no response. She kept the whole house spotless, and finally stood in front of Yan Jinshu. Yan Jinshu was a little confused and put down the book in his hand: "What's wrong?" "The floor is clean and the dishes are washed." Yi Qingzhao's voice was serious, as if he was reporting on work. Yan Jinshu raised his eyebrows: "Yes, I know, thank you for your hard work, Teacher Yi." Yi Qingzhao rubbed his index finger with his thumb tip and frowned, as if he was confused about the failure of a certain program: "The trigger conditions are the same, why are the results wrong?" "What result?" Yi Qingzhao's fingertips were a little white, and his voice was stiff and serious: "After doing this yesterday, you kissed me." Yan Jinshu was stunned for a moment, then smiled. She stretched out her fingertips to hook Yi Qingzhao's collar, pulled it down with a slight force, and wrapped her breath around it: "It turns out I'm asking for rewards..." Intention: You are the only clarity in my blurry world.