The phone slightly vibrated in the pocket of the school uniform. Michael felt it. He took a look at the bald math teacher who was earnestly speaking and took out the cell phone with his right hand while looking at the black board. It was so easy and he checked the message without being noticed.

The massage came from the website Taobao. Michael opened a sex toys store on Taobao named the Sexy Toy Club. It took him three years to run the store from nameless to having stable customers.

Michael deliberately set the phone to vibration mode. So he could reply at once in class when there were enquiries.

Seeing the teacher writing something on the black board, he used the book to shelter the phone, checking the massage from Taobao.

Cut his little cock: Hello, now I am confused about my life. Can I talk to you?

Cut his little cock: It won’t take you much time. I just want to talk to someone right now.

From his words, Michael saw his vast and hazy life.

Michael had opened this store for three years. He had met many bizarre customers. Indeed, doing such business, he certainly would have more bizarre problems than others.

After these years experience, Michael became more professional. He was capable of dealing with different situations, unlike in the beginning when he was embarrassed by the customers’ questions.

Sex Toys Club: Hello, my dear guest, tell me your story.

Michael sent the massage. Soon he got a reply.

Cut his little cock: Here is the thing. I find that somehow my boyfriend doesn’t want me anymore. We haven’t got married. We haven’t had sex life for three months. Sometimes I asked to make love but he rejected.

Sex Toys Club: Does he fall in love with others?

Cut his little cock: No, but he must have his reasons.

Michael was waiting for the rely while he still needed to pay attention to the math teacher.

Cut his little cock: The day before yesterday I couldn’t bear it anymore. I went to his home. He was taking a shower. Impulsively I broke in and I wanted to forced myself to him. But no matter how I tried, he couldn’t erect. It seemed that he was not interested to me at all…

Michael thought in his heart: Without doubt, man thought with his cock. Your boyfriend didn’t lose interest in you. He just couldn’t erect. It seems that he has little chance to recover.

Thinking in this way, Michael knew it was a good chance to sell his products.

Sex Toys Club: This problem could be complicated. But you may use extra efforts to help your boyfriend.

Cut his little cock: I want twenty boxes of aphrodisiacs.

Sex Toys Club: We don’t sell such things. It is illegal.

Cut his little cock: Then what should I do?

Sex Toys Club: What I mean is that you should be more glamorous, trying to flirt with your boyfriend. Tips: We have clever maid uniform, gentle nurse uniform, charming school uniform and so on. We also have bikini, mesh clothes, fancy night robe and all kinds of see-through blouses. We also have ropes, candles and all kinds of SM staffs. Choose what you want.

Michael had made himself clear. The customer accepted. Within minutes, Michael got a big order.

All he recommended was on the list.

After the customer paid. Michael happily checked the address.

It was the Fong Flower Flat.

He didn’t realize this customer was from his city. This place was the famous rich district. All were villas.

Now Michael could save the express fee.

If the address was in his city, Michael would personally deliver for the customer.

At this time, the customer sent massage again.

Cut his little cock: Hello, this is the address of my boyfriend. You just sent there.

Michael was typing with one hand. His chair was kicked in the back.

All he thought now was only money. He forgot that he was still in class. He threw the book that covering his phone and he turn back wanting to ask what was going on.

Lyon who was sit behind him was panic.

This fool!

"Holy crap, the teacher is looking at you. The math teacher!" Before Michael turned back, Lyon lowered his voice and shouted. His face turned red because of this.

Michael was shocked. He looked up at the teacher’s desk. The math teacher was looking at him.

He quickly took back the cell phone on the desk

Clearly Michael was experienced with such thing.

He was not panic, just leisurely taking back the phone.

The bald teacher was angry with what Michael did. He just stood there and stared at Michael.

Michael pretended that he was focusing on the book. As usual, he thought that the teacher wouldn’t care for him anymore.

But after two to three minutes, he didn’t hear the voice from the teacher. He looked up at the teacher’s desk. A piece of chalk was being thrown towards him.

Michael just casually avoid it. His gesture was even kind of handsome. The girls who sat beside him covered their mouth and screamed.

Michael was tall in the class. So he sat at the back part. Besides Lyon, there was anther tall guy. The chalk missed and hit the blackboard on the back.

The math teacher shouted, "Michael you stand up!"

Behaving as a good student, Michael always respected teachers. He quickly stood up and said, "Teacher, I am wrong."

The math teacher wasn’t that angry. But he was still pissed off.

"Michael do you want to go to college or not?" The math teacher scolded him.

Michael didn’t refute. He knew that he couldn’t if he wanted to settle down this thing. If he said a word, the teacher wouldn’t let him go.

"Though you are good at studying, you still can’t do this."

Michael just stood there.

"Now you were year three. You should focus on studying. You…"

Then no matter what the teacher said. Michael pretended that he knew he was wrong and wanted to turn over a new leaf.

The math teacher was thirty and he drank some water and said while waving his hands. "Alright, you take the lesson outside at the corridor."