Chapter 16 Teacher Wen Run

3days ago Fan fiction 6
He came to the academic affairs building with a thick stack of homework. Whenever this happened, Ning Wan was particularly glad that Ye Ming had his own separate office.

His office is independent of the senior year group on the third floor, alone at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor.

The principal made this arrangement at that time to avoid making noises until he was working on the topic in his spare time. Unexpectedly, it would have facilitated Ning Wan to solve the pain of lovesickness.

Putting down the homework book, Ning Wan bypassed the white desk and teased: Teacher Ye, you are too much, and actually let Jiang Siyu stand in front of the podium for a lesson.

Ye Ming's face remained unchanged: Chinese is his weakness, and I am helping him improve.

cut.Ning Wan leaned down and hugged the man's arm. She instantly noticed that his whole body was stiff, so Ning Wan closed the door lightly and pulled the curtains.

The girl pouted her little mouth, her eyes full of grievances: Teacher, I really miss you.

Ye Ming sighed lightly: Didn’t you see each other every day?

It's visible, intangible, and it's so painful.Teacher, we have not had physical contact for seven days and eight hours. Don’t you miss me?

She lowered her voice. At this moment, she had sat on the man's lap again, with her soft arms wrapped around Ye Ming's neck, and her dark and bright eyes were looking at him watery.

Ye Ming lowered his head, and the girl's pupils, which were completely occupied by her own appearance. She was so beautiful and focused, unable to control her for a moment, and she turned her head and kissed the girl's lips.

First, he touched gently and as the girl actively opened her cherry lips, everything was a little out of control.

He hugged each other with his neck, supported each other, and tangled his lips and tongue. Ning Wan felt that his breathing was taken away. His mind was dizzy due to lack of oxygen, and the ambiguous sound of water amplified on his eardrums, and his young body trembled uncontrollably.

With just a deep kiss, she felt wet, her underwear was sticky and extremely uncomfortable.She clamped her legs and moved, and something hard underneath was hurting her.

Ye Ming woke up first. He let go of the girl's lips, pulled out a shiny silver silk, held her hands on Ning Wan's thin waist, and pressed against her forehead to calm her heavy breathing.

Teacher...I want to be here...

Be good, there will be people here at any time.Ye Ming coaxed her, and we had time when the holiday was over.

But teacher, I can't help it.I can't touch you for so long, do you know? Every night I dreamed that I took off all my clothes and slept with you until I fell asleep, and teacher, you are still stuck in me...

Ning Wan is half true and half false. She is pure and sunny, but she says love words full of lust, pure and desire.

Faced with such a seductive face, Ye Ming could still bear it, and he was really not a man.

It was because of his boldness and enthusiasm for love for her, and his love and hatred for love for her. Only when he was with her did Ye Ming feel that he had come alive.

It was clear that he had confirmed his relationship for a few days, but he felt that he had known her for a long time.

In early autumn, the girl was wearing a yellow mohair sweater, stretched her hands into the loose hem, pushed her bra high, and held her plump and soft breasts in her palm.

Ye Ming was very anxious to touch it. He used some strength and his breasts overflowed from time to time from time to time. He grabbed and kneaded and circled the pornographic, and soon noticed that the girl in his arms turned into a pool of water.

There will be people here at any time, but there are not too many foreplays, but it is very fast to get into the state.

When Ye Ming hugged the girl and sat on the desk and took off her leggings, the fabric on the center of her legs pulled out long lustrous silk.

When he saw this, the steaming red hole slightly opened and a small stream of vaginal fluid was spitting out.

Ye Ming's Adam's apple slid, unbuttoned his belt, and a huge hard and hot strap pressed against the mouth of the hole, and bit her ear lightly: Don't you scream later, do you know?