Zhou Ci put on her clothes and took a step to go out. Suddenly, someone pinched the back of her neck and pulled her to the table with a distant look on her face, pulling her ponytail in her palm.
return
The man's voice was hoarse, his fingers were pulled into her hair, he bent down and pinched out a comb, took off her hair ring and asked her to hold it in her mouth, and slowly combed her hair.
His movements were very gentle at this time, not as rough as before, his little finger occasionally swept across the back of her neck, warm and sensitive
Zhou Ci held the hairpin in her mouth and rubbed the test paper in her hand in a distorted manner.
The paper was already soaked, all of which were the sluts flowing from her head
Slim fingers stroked her soft lips, he took back the hair ring, tied her hair again, and then he patted her back: Go to my house on the weekend
Zhou Ci turned around in surprise
Her eyes were filled with his casual smile, and she pinched the back of the person's neck and lit up her phone. The top was the chat record between Xue Qiao and her mother. Her mother sent a message a week ago to ask Xue Qiao for a transcript of her school entrance exam, and then she issued the score at the last minute of the expiration of the document: Zhou Ci always has a shortcoming chemistry. Teacher Xue, you are teaching this subject. If it is convenient, can you tutor her separately?
She called her down, a twenty-minute voice call
Zhou Ci's lips turned white, she looked up at him
I'll pick you up, or do it yourself?
I...I'll go by myself
The man nodded and did not explain anything to her. His tone was plain and indifferent. Zhou Ci went out without any hesitation, his steps were stiff, and he moved step by step with difficulty.
The next day was Saturday, and their school had a holiday every two weeks. Zhou Ci received a message from Xue Qiao at night, saying nothing about his home address and the books he needed to bring.
Zhou Ci was worried, and finally wrapped it tightly. She touched the vending machine with adult products nearby and bought a box of contraceptive suits in her pocket.
Halfway through the road, it was caught off guard and raining. Zhou Ci did not bring an umbrella and was soaked in a mess. She stood in front of Xue Qiao's unit building in a mess.
His family lives near the school. It is a newly built community in the past two years. The building is very high and equipped with an elevator. Zhou Ci poked the button twice and stood there waiting for the elevator to come down. He reached into his pocket and pinched the box of condoms in a crooked manner.
The phone dinged and she looked down and saw that it was sent by her mother, asking if she had arrived at Xue Qiao's house.
She raised her hand and took a photo to her mother, and sent another message: I don't want to go to the tutoring class
Then you study hard, and you won't need to get your grades up
Mom’s news was quickly answered, followed by one: Your Teacher Xue is a very good person, saying that it is a good thing for him if you improve your grades. I didn’t ask me for money. Then, after the final exam, we have to treat him to a meal.
Zhou Ci silently clicked on the keyboard: Why do you want to go to the teacher's house...
Halfway through the wording, the elevator had already come down. She looked up and looked open. Xue Qiao stood inside, looked up and saw her, and nodded gently.
It's raining too much, come out to pick you up
He briefly explained, Zhou Cizi rushed to put his phone back into his pocket. The man stretched out his hand slightly, hooked her finger, and pulled the person in.
There seemed to be air conditioning in the elevator, and it was blowing on Zhou Ci, making her shivering into a ball.
Xue Qiao glanced at her, put the person in his arms, put his arms on her shoulders, warm and reliable
Zhou Ci felt a slap in his heart, and he clasped his fists to his breasts. The words on the top were not completely cleaned. The mottled traces reflected the swollen nipples that he sucked and bittened, reminding her of the man's evilness at all times.
drop
The elevator stopped on one floor, and the resident who was playing with his cell phone waiting for the elevator looked up and glanced: Teacher Xue?
Zhou Ci subconsciously wanted to push Xue Qiao away, but the man's hand slowly tightened, pressing her to the side for a moment, and his tone was gentle: I'll go upstairs
The latter glanced at Zhou Ci: Girlfriend? Ah, why is it so wet? You guys go up and change your clothes first, I'll wait for the elevator to get off
The elevator soon arrived at the top floor, Xue Qiao's house
He pressed his fingerprint and pushed Zhou Ci in first
The room was very dark, with heavy curtains blocking the floor-to-ceiling windows, covering all the light meticulously, leaving only the sound of rain, and the interior decorations were all cold and black, white and gray. The TV was very big, but it was not turned on.
She was still looking at her. Xue Qiao behind her had closed the door and breathed heavily to her.
Teacher Xue?
The thin fingers easily held her waist. Xue Qiao raised her hand and threw her heavily on the sofa. Zhou Ci subconsciously wanted to struggle, but her long legs were locked. The man pressed on her body, and his fingers were fumbled around her waist. Before her fingers stretched out from her pocket, he put her fingers in her hand and took out the box of condoms.
The lights were dim, and Zhou Ci heard her shivering and trembling voice: Xue...Teacher Xue
The thing under the man was sturdy and hard, and he was pressed against her fickle heart, biting her earlobe badly: Are you ready to be fucked?
return
The man's voice was hoarse, his fingers were pulled into her hair, he bent down and pinched out a comb, took off her hair ring and asked her to hold it in her mouth, and slowly combed her hair.
His movements were very gentle at this time, not as rough as before, his little finger occasionally swept across the back of her neck, warm and sensitive
Zhou Ci held the hairpin in her mouth and rubbed the test paper in her hand in a distorted manner.
The paper was already soaked, all of which were the sluts flowing from her head
Slim fingers stroked her soft lips, he took back the hair ring, tied her hair again, and then he patted her back: Go to my house on the weekend
Zhou Ci turned around in surprise
Her eyes were filled with his casual smile, and she pinched the back of the person's neck and lit up her phone. The top was the chat record between Xue Qiao and her mother. Her mother sent a message a week ago to ask Xue Qiao for a transcript of her school entrance exam, and then she issued the score at the last minute of the expiration of the document: Zhou Ci always has a shortcoming chemistry. Teacher Xue, you are teaching this subject. If it is convenient, can you tutor her separately?
She called her down, a twenty-minute voice call
Zhou Ci's lips turned white, she looked up at him
I'll pick you up, or do it yourself?
I...I'll go by myself
The man nodded and did not explain anything to her. His tone was plain and indifferent. Zhou Ci went out without any hesitation, his steps were stiff, and he moved step by step with difficulty.
The next day was Saturday, and their school had a holiday every two weeks. Zhou Ci received a message from Xue Qiao at night, saying nothing about his home address and the books he needed to bring.
Zhou Ci was worried, and finally wrapped it tightly. She touched the vending machine with adult products nearby and bought a box of contraceptive suits in her pocket.
Halfway through the road, it was caught off guard and raining. Zhou Ci did not bring an umbrella and was soaked in a mess. She stood in front of Xue Qiao's unit building in a mess.
His family lives near the school. It is a newly built community in the past two years. The building is very high and equipped with an elevator. Zhou Ci poked the button twice and stood there waiting for the elevator to come down. He reached into his pocket and pinched the box of condoms in a crooked manner.
The phone dinged and she looked down and saw that it was sent by her mother, asking if she had arrived at Xue Qiao's house.
She raised her hand and took a photo to her mother, and sent another message: I don't want to go to the tutoring class
Then you study hard, and you won't need to get your grades up
Mom’s news was quickly answered, followed by one: Your Teacher Xue is a very good person, saying that it is a good thing for him if you improve your grades. I didn’t ask me for money. Then, after the final exam, we have to treat him to a meal.
Zhou Ci silently clicked on the keyboard: Why do you want to go to the teacher's house...
Halfway through the wording, the elevator had already come down. She looked up and looked open. Xue Qiao stood inside, looked up and saw her, and nodded gently.
It's raining too much, come out to pick you up
He briefly explained, Zhou Cizi rushed to put his phone back into his pocket. The man stretched out his hand slightly, hooked her finger, and pulled the person in.
There seemed to be air conditioning in the elevator, and it was blowing on Zhou Ci, making her shivering into a ball.
Xue Qiao glanced at her, put the person in his arms, put his arms on her shoulders, warm and reliable
Zhou Ci felt a slap in his heart, and he clasped his fists to his breasts. The words on the top were not completely cleaned. The mottled traces reflected the swollen nipples that he sucked and bittened, reminding her of the man's evilness at all times.
drop
The elevator stopped on one floor, and the resident who was playing with his cell phone waiting for the elevator looked up and glanced: Teacher Xue?
Zhou Ci subconsciously wanted to push Xue Qiao away, but the man's hand slowly tightened, pressing her to the side for a moment, and his tone was gentle: I'll go upstairs
The latter glanced at Zhou Ci: Girlfriend? Ah, why is it so wet? You guys go up and change your clothes first, I'll wait for the elevator to get off
The elevator soon arrived at the top floor, Xue Qiao's house
He pressed his fingerprint and pushed Zhou Ci in first
The room was very dark, with heavy curtains blocking the floor-to-ceiling windows, covering all the light meticulously, leaving only the sound of rain, and the interior decorations were all cold and black, white and gray. The TV was very big, but it was not turned on.
She was still looking at her. Xue Qiao behind her had closed the door and breathed heavily to her.
Teacher Xue?
The thin fingers easily held her waist. Xue Qiao raised her hand and threw her heavily on the sofa. Zhou Ci subconsciously wanted to struggle, but her long legs were locked. The man pressed on her body, and his fingers were fumbled around her waist. Before her fingers stretched out from her pocket, he put her fingers in her hand and took out the box of condoms.
The lights were dim, and Zhou Ci heard her shivering and trembling voice: Xue...Teacher Xue
The thing under the man was sturdy and hard, and he was pressed against her fickle heart, biting her earlobe badly: Are you ready to be fucked?
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