Zhou Ye was wet with a little rain when he went back. He went to take a shower and put on a pair of sports shorts.
He touched his elbow and sat on the bed without turning on the light. It was still gray outside the window. He heard the bitter sound of the wind outside, and felt like a storm was coming.
After calming down and thinking about it, he was still a little worried about her. It was darker than six o'clock. What if she met the last exposure pervert again.
Zhou Ye couldn't stand the feeling of being alone in his heart at all times. He thought about her in his mind, and finally he could only pick up his phone and click on her WeChat avatar.
The avatar she used was a Totoro holding an umbrella in the rain, a screenshot of Miyazaki's movie, and the nickname on WeChat was Xiaoxian.
He has read this many times, but has never looked for her.
In fact, he has never been so restrained when making friends. He is talking about whatever he should talk about, but only her, even if he takes a look at her, he feels that his feelings will become different.
He didn't even know what he was afraid of.
Maybe it was because she felt that it was too difficult to get close to, which made him feel at a loss.
After all, before he met her, he was always the one who was chased by girls.
Zhou Ye was thinking about some messy things, and finally clicked on the dialog box and entered a paragraph.
-Have you arrived home?
-It seems that it is getting dark very quickly, sorry, I should send you back.
After waiting for a long time, she didn't reply to the message. He was nervous and turned off his phone and put it on the bed. He got up and opened the door and walked downstairs.
The aunt invited by the house was cooking. The living room was big and quiet. Zhou Ye opened the refrigerator a little confused and looked at it, then closed it again. Finally, he found that there were fruits in the fruit plate and stuffed two grapes into his mouth.
He went upstairs with the fruit plate. When he returned to the room, the first thing he did was to turn on his phone and see if she had sent him a message.
...Nothing.
At this moment, he felt that his whole body was about to break, his heart was empty, as if something was missing, and he wanted to run downstairs to squat on her house.
He still remembered the route he sent her back that day... but just looking for her like this seemed to seem like he was a pervert.
But she didn't reply to his message. Will she be really bullied by the hooligan she met that day?Or did she encounter any problems on the way back?
Zhou Ye thought about it for a long time, and finally put down his cell phone, went to the closet to flip through his clothes, and prepared to find a piece of clothing to put it on, and asked the driver at home to take him over and take a look.
Just as he was about to leave, his cell phone finally rang.
The boy's skills were useful at this time. He rushed over and picked up his phone, turned over, sat on the bed and looked at it carefully. It was indeed the message she sent.
-I got home and was cooking just now.
-No need to give it to me, thank you squad leader.
Two very regular and honest replies pushed him 800 meters away, and Zhou Ye suddenly felt that he had no intention at all.
He threw his cell phone away and lay on the bed.
Recalling the blush that appeared on her face after excessive exercise when she sat with her in the afternoon, he recalled the reaction he had made at that time.
He really wants to have sex.
If this thing from him was put into the gap in her private parts, then the whole thing was slowly inserted into it...
Zhou Ye raised his arm and directly covered his face. The raised Adam's apple on his neck slid up and down with the movements of swallowing saliva. The overheating picture became more and more restrictive.
He put down his arm and looked at his body with his eyes down. His sports shorts were already pushed up by the hard object erected between his crotch.
He pulled down his pants and saw his hard cock bounce up and pressed against his lower abdomen.
I put my hand on it and stroked it twice. Every time I pushed it apart, it would bounce back unstoppably, as hard as an iron rod.
Zhou Ye felt that this feeling was so bad, his body and emotions were not controlled by him, as if he had his own thoughts.
He was crazy about finding some way to vent.
That night he went out for a long time to run at night. After returning home, he went to the gym for half an hour to do anaerobic exercise. When he was lying in bed exhausted, he still tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. His mind was filled with her coldness towards him.
Zhou Ye felt that he was very mean and didn't like her so much, but when she didn't reply to his message, he fell in love with him directly.
He picked up the pillow and put it under his body, took off himself naked, and did push-ups, and rubbed the hot and hot genitals back and forth.
I imagine that she was in his bed, being grounded in his private parts like this.
He didn't turn on the light, and heard himself gasping in the dark, venting the excess desires in his body as privately as a male dog.
He was very despised his current behavior, but the thing in his crotch was so hard that he couldn't stand it. He knelt on his knees and rubbed his pillow for a while, and his head was covered in sweat.
Knowing that he was about to ejaculate, Zhou Ye threw the pillow directly to the ground, held the blood-covered penis in his hand and quickly started to move it up and down.
When he released, he gasped quickly, and all the semen flowed to his tiger's mouth, and then fell down his fingers and fell onto his lower abdomen.
He adjusted his breathing in the dark for a while, suddenly reached out and pulled the lamp, sucked a few pieces of paper, and processed the things he shot out.
He took his cell phone over, looked at her dialog box again, and took it aside, feeling that he was the only one who could not feel so uncomfortable.
It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and he sent her a voice in his voice that he had just finished ejaculation.
It doesn’t matter. I’ll give you it after practicing tomorrow.
He is now talking to her with his cell phone while holding the erect sperm under his crotch.
He found that he seemed to have put down something and knew where his anxiety this afternoon came from.
He wanted to hug her and kiss her, to have sex with her in an empty classroom without anyone, to give her a broken place, to make her cry, and to fall in love with her, to make her love him too...
But he hadn't even said a word to her, and had been just silently observing her every move.
He felt that his behavior was simply a pervert.
He touched his elbow and sat on the bed without turning on the light. It was still gray outside the window. He heard the bitter sound of the wind outside, and felt like a storm was coming.
After calming down and thinking about it, he was still a little worried about her. It was darker than six o'clock. What if she met the last exposure pervert again.
Zhou Ye couldn't stand the feeling of being alone in his heart at all times. He thought about her in his mind, and finally he could only pick up his phone and click on her WeChat avatar.
The avatar she used was a Totoro holding an umbrella in the rain, a screenshot of Miyazaki's movie, and the nickname on WeChat was Xiaoxian.
He has read this many times, but has never looked for her.
In fact, he has never been so restrained when making friends. He is talking about whatever he should talk about, but only her, even if he takes a look at her, he feels that his feelings will become different.
He didn't even know what he was afraid of.
Maybe it was because she felt that it was too difficult to get close to, which made him feel at a loss.
After all, before he met her, he was always the one who was chased by girls.
Zhou Ye was thinking about some messy things, and finally clicked on the dialog box and entered a paragraph.
-Have you arrived home?
-It seems that it is getting dark very quickly, sorry, I should send you back.
After waiting for a long time, she didn't reply to the message. He was nervous and turned off his phone and put it on the bed. He got up and opened the door and walked downstairs.
The aunt invited by the house was cooking. The living room was big and quiet. Zhou Ye opened the refrigerator a little confused and looked at it, then closed it again. Finally, he found that there were fruits in the fruit plate and stuffed two grapes into his mouth.
He went upstairs with the fruit plate. When he returned to the room, the first thing he did was to turn on his phone and see if she had sent him a message.
...Nothing.
At this moment, he felt that his whole body was about to break, his heart was empty, as if something was missing, and he wanted to run downstairs to squat on her house.
He still remembered the route he sent her back that day... but just looking for her like this seemed to seem like he was a pervert.
But she didn't reply to his message. Will she be really bullied by the hooligan she met that day?Or did she encounter any problems on the way back?
Zhou Ye thought about it for a long time, and finally put down his cell phone, went to the closet to flip through his clothes, and prepared to find a piece of clothing to put it on, and asked the driver at home to take him over and take a look.
Just as he was about to leave, his cell phone finally rang.
The boy's skills were useful at this time. He rushed over and picked up his phone, turned over, sat on the bed and looked at it carefully. It was indeed the message she sent.
-I got home and was cooking just now.
-No need to give it to me, thank you squad leader.
Two very regular and honest replies pushed him 800 meters away, and Zhou Ye suddenly felt that he had no intention at all.
He threw his cell phone away and lay on the bed.
Recalling the blush that appeared on her face after excessive exercise when she sat with her in the afternoon, he recalled the reaction he had made at that time.
He really wants to have sex.
If this thing from him was put into the gap in her private parts, then the whole thing was slowly inserted into it...
Zhou Ye raised his arm and directly covered his face. The raised Adam's apple on his neck slid up and down with the movements of swallowing saliva. The overheating picture became more and more restrictive.
He put down his arm and looked at his body with his eyes down. His sports shorts were already pushed up by the hard object erected between his crotch.
He pulled down his pants and saw his hard cock bounce up and pressed against his lower abdomen.
I put my hand on it and stroked it twice. Every time I pushed it apart, it would bounce back unstoppably, as hard as an iron rod.
Zhou Ye felt that this feeling was so bad, his body and emotions were not controlled by him, as if he had his own thoughts.
He was crazy about finding some way to vent.
That night he went out for a long time to run at night. After returning home, he went to the gym for half an hour to do anaerobic exercise. When he was lying in bed exhausted, he still tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. His mind was filled with her coldness towards him.
Zhou Ye felt that he was very mean and didn't like her so much, but when she didn't reply to his message, he fell in love with him directly.
He picked up the pillow and put it under his body, took off himself naked, and did push-ups, and rubbed the hot and hot genitals back and forth.
I imagine that she was in his bed, being grounded in his private parts like this.
He didn't turn on the light, and heard himself gasping in the dark, venting the excess desires in his body as privately as a male dog.
He was very despised his current behavior, but the thing in his crotch was so hard that he couldn't stand it. He knelt on his knees and rubbed his pillow for a while, and his head was covered in sweat.
Knowing that he was about to ejaculate, Zhou Ye threw the pillow directly to the ground, held the blood-covered penis in his hand and quickly started to move it up and down.
When he released, he gasped quickly, and all the semen flowed to his tiger's mouth, and then fell down his fingers and fell onto his lower abdomen.
He adjusted his breathing in the dark for a while, suddenly reached out and pulled the lamp, sucked a few pieces of paper, and processed the things he shot out.
He took his cell phone over, looked at her dialog box again, and took it aside, feeling that he was the only one who could not feel so uncomfortable.
It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and he sent her a voice in his voice that he had just finished ejaculation.
It doesn’t matter. I’ll give you it after practicing tomorrow.
He is now talking to her with his cell phone while holding the erect sperm under his crotch.
He found that he seemed to have put down something and knew where his anxiety this afternoon came from.
He wanted to hug her and kiss her, to have sex with her in an empty classroom without anyone, to give her a broken place, to make her cry, and to fall in love with her, to make her love him too...
But he hadn't even said a word to her, and had been just silently observing her every move.
He felt that his behavior was simply a pervert.
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