I let go of my mouth and turned my head to look helplessly at the ceiling... There was nothing there?
Han Jue's kiss came overbearingly, with overwhelming momentum, as if he didn't care about my thoughts at all,
I closed my mouth and turned my face, and his kiss fell on my face, still as passionate as ever.
The whole body continued to rub against my body, and then, it became tense...
There was an extremely depressed expression on his handsome face, and then, with a slight tsk, he fell softly onto me, and his mouth let out a low moan of extreme satisfaction...
Then, under my extremely surprised eyes, his face was close to mine and he closed his eyes to enjoy...
There was a burning feeling coming from the place where we were connected, making my whole body numb.
After a long time, I vaguely felt what happened to him?!
Han Jue turned his face to one side, kissed me with his lips, and pressed me for a while before he stood up with a manly complacency. However, he did not go home and actually walked directly into the bathroom.
The water is splashing. I wonder what he is doing?!
I'm dumbfounded,
I'm insensitive.
I don't even dare to guess!
He came out and smiled at me, as cordial and clean as when we first met.
Then, my eyes dropped uncontrollably, looking at the center of his pants...
There, there is a dark water stain!!
Han Jue looked into my eyes with a look of arrogance and pride on his face. Although he said nothing, he smiled shamelessly.
It seems that after going through a coming-of-age ceremony, I feel even more shameless.
Raising his eyebrows, sir, he packed up his things and left.
So shameless, it was the first time in my life that I was bullied to the point of crying!
Looking at the ceiling, I fell into deep, almost dull contemplation!
What's so good about this man? Why would I let him bully me to this extent?!
Decided to ignore him!
It’s so~~~~
I have no words to describe it.
The next day, I got up super early and went out. His grandma didn't bother me much anymore. The door opposite was still closed.
I ran away quickly, feeling depressed as I ran. Although I was poor, I didn’t owe his family anything. On the contrary, his family still owed me a bottle of soy sauce, right?!
Why is it that going to school is still like being a thief?