The Young Doctor with His Harems

Xia Bei felt a rush of panic.

Although Yang Wenhui was detestable, he was still Teacher Jiang's husband and the master of this house.

He quickly calmed down, sat up, and wiped the milk off his lips.

Jiang Ya also hurried to pick up the baby, adjusted her clothes, and sat aside.

"Classmate Xia Bei, show the baby..."

She deliberately said loudly.

Da-da!

Yang Wenhui walked straight over, entered the bedroom, and upon seeing Xia Bei, his expression changed dramatically, "It's you?" He gritted his teeth, his gaze turning sinister, with a trace of resentment.

"Wenhui, do you know Xia Bei?"

Jiang Ya asked in surprise, "He was my student before, a classmate of Yirong."

"Why is he at home? What are you two doing?" Yang Wenhui asked with a sullen face.

"Oh! Didn't the baby get sick, with a cold and fever? I found classmate Xia Bei, he's studied Chinese medicine, his medical skills are impressive."

"Chinese medicine?"

Yang Wenhui frowned, thinking of something, and was somewhat convinced. This guy, if not knowledgeable in medicine, wouldn't have been able to tell that Yirong was drugged.

"How old is he? You let him see the baby? That's nonsense! Don't make the child worse. If sick, go to the hospital! Don't you know? How are you, as a mother, doing this?"

He suddenly lost his temper and yelled furiously.

"Me, nonsense? At least I care about the baby. When the baby wakes up at night, who soothes her if not me? I still have to teach during the day and come back to breastfeed. And you, you don't care about the baby at all, and now you reproach me? Yang Wenhui, do you have the right?"

Jiang Ya's emotions were also slightly out of control.

"You're a woman, isn't it your duty to take care of the child? I'm busy with work, I don't have time!"

"What are you busy with? Busy flirting with female students?"

"You... what are you talking about?"

Yang Wenhui was somewhat panicked and looked venomously at Xia Bei.

"Am I talking nonsense? You and Yirong aren't..."

"I've told you, I have nothing to do with Yirong..."

The two started arguing again, Jiang Ya simply put the baby down and went to the living room, having a big fight with Yang Wenhui. After a long while, she came back, slammed the door shut, and her eyes were red.

"Teacher!"

"I'm fine!"

Jiang Ya wiped away her tears, walked over, took the baby back, and continued feeding. After she was satisfied and soothed for a while, the baby fell asleep.

"Teacher, don't be sad..."

Xia Bei listened to the movements outside, Yang Wenhui was in the other room, and now that they had separate rooms, he felt bolder and grabbed his teacher's hand.

"I'm fine. During this time, I've come to terms with it, already given up hope on him. If it weren't for the baby, I would have divorced him long ago." Jiang Ya smiled.

Teacher Jiang's hands were very fair, very smooth. Xia Bei touched them a few more times, then looking at her full and firm bosom, he somewhat wanted to move, but also felt a bit afraid, because Yang Wenhui was at home, and worried the teacher might refuse.

That previous time too, it was through despicable means he managed to have her.

"Classmate Xia Bei, do you want the teacher?"

Jiang Ya suddenly smiled with pursed lips.

"Ah? No! I just care about you..."

"Really? Then why are you so hard?"

"I..."

Jiang Ya gave a flirtatious glance, got up to lock the door, then came back, glanced at the baby to ensure she was asleep, and sat on Xia Bei's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Xia Bei was extremely excited, almost unable to believe that the teacher would be so proactive!

She smelled wonderful, with the rich fragrance of a mature woman and a hint of enticing milk scent.

That bright, mature face was so beautiful!

He gazed at her, entranced and exhilarated, unable to wait any longer, and kissed her.

"Mmm!"

The teacher didn't resist; instead, she passionately responded, opening her lips to let her soft, fragrant tongue entwine with his, sucking on his saliva, making him shiver with pleasure.

It was just too delectable!

The teacher's saliva, like honey.

Kissing until almost suffocating, he then buried his head down, slipped into her clothes, grasped those enchanting beauties, kissing and sucking, drinking of her sweet nectar.

"Classmate Xia Bei, don't..."

When his hands reached down, sliding into her skirt, about to touch that moist and tender area, she stopped him, leaving Xia Bei a bit stunned, disappointed—had the teacher not fully accepted him?

Only allowed kissing and touching, but nothing more?

"Lie down!"

Jiang Ya got up, pushed him onto the bed, and started undressing, deliberately slowly, as if to entice him, her expressions all very sensual, waiting until she took off the last restraint, exposing a mature, tempting paradise completely.

Already coated with glistening beads, about to trickle down…

"Teacher..."

Xia Bei was utterly captivated.

Jiang Ya climbed onto the bed, supported her weight with hands, looked at him, kissed his lips, and gradually moved downward, kissing his chest, then stomach, and finally paused at his groin.

Oh!

Xia Bei stared at the ceiling, shuddering non-stop, feeling like he was dreaming!

This was his teacher!

But now, she was so passionately tending to him, about to take him in with her little mouth...

"Honey, how's the baby?"

Outside, Yang Wenhui called from the living room and walked towards the door, but Teacher Jiang didn't respond, still lying in front of him, eyes full of desire, looking into his eyes, opening her lips wide, and slowly devouring...