'Other than being hit by a figure, there was no other misfortune this morning. '
Facing the early morning sunshine, Su Yuchen thought with a headache - originally this was a good thing, but the cause of this good thing was not Senior Tia, but his childhood sweetheart Xia Yushuang.
"Let me think..."
Recalling the details of my first encounter with senior Tia, the 'misfortune' of that meeting began with the intimate contact with her...slapping her butt, and after that, there was a change in my inner attitude.
Close contact + inner attitude = unfortunate disappearance.
But····
"When did I have close contact with her?"
Su Yuchen muttered, since he and Xia Yushuang met again, except for occasional physical contact and eye contact, they have not had as close contact as Senior Sister Tia.
Is it possible that the order of Xia Yushuang and Senior Sister Tia is different? Does Xia Yushuang's inner attitude + intimate contact = unfortunate disappearance?
"This question is too difficult!"
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dormitory.
brush!
Cristia, who was holding the quilt with both hands, sat up all of a sudden. Her long blond hair was disheveled, covering her fair cheeks and fair shoulders exposed by the red nightgown that fell off the straps.
She covered her blushing cheeks with both hands and said in a shy and anxious tone: "Why... why do I dream about junior Yu Chen?"
"And... and he was so unashamed that he actually let him tie me up..."
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Cristia turned over and lay on the bed, her legs kept swinging back and forth, and the hem of her nightgown fluttered up and down due to her movements, causing the waves of her thighs to tremble slightly.
"Why do you have such a dream..."
The sheets were messy due to her twisting movements. Christia rolled around on the bed holding the quilt, and the plump parts rolled around like a rubber ball.
"He's still holding a candle...ah ah, how can he be allowed to do this?!"
The scene in the dream kept echoing in her mind. Christia held up the bed and did a few push-ups, then pulled the quilt and wrapped herself in it: "I didn't do anything so extreme last night, why can I dream in this dream?" It’s such a shameless thing, and, and... I was the one who suggested it... Ahhh, why are you so shameless, Cristia!"
Cristia closed her eyes as she grabbed the quilt with both hands. Although her desire for blood swallowed up her reason last night, her irrational actions were all imprinted in her mind and she could not forget them at all.
Looking back now, I can still feel his fingers brushing across my skin, and then pinching and squeezing...
"Bah, bah, bah! Can't think about it, can't think about it, he is just a blood bank, a blood bank..."
"Just think of it as a small reward for sucking my blood. Well, this is an exchange of equal value... Bah, my body is not that cheap..."
Christia, who had had a few embarrassing dreams throughout the night, felt sleepy again while mumbling to herself, and she covered herself in the quilt and gradually fell asleep again.
Jingle bell bell…
Amidst the rapid ringing of the cell phone, a white jade-like arm poked out from the quilt, fumbled around the pillow for a while, took the phone in his hand, and skillfully pressed the answer button——
"Hello~"
"Tia, where are you now? Didn't you agree to discuss the topic this morning?" The married tutor's joking voice rang from the phone: "Hey, you haven't gotten up yet? This is not like you, um... Could it be Is it at the hotel?”
Listening to her mentor's voice, Christia sat up in excitement: "I..."
"Cough..." After clearing her throat, Christia quickly said: "I accidentally overslept, and I will go over to find you right away."
"Come back in the afternoon and take care of yourself."
"Teacher, I'm in the dormitory!"
"Well, in the dormitory, Virginia didn't tell me that you were with your freshman class last night."
Cristia opened her mouth. She would do that kind of thing when going to a hotel. What she did with him last night was almost like going to a hotel... Bah, bah, bah!
"Teacher, I..."
"Come here at 2:30 in the afternoon, let's do this first..."
Looking at the hung up phone, Christia gritted her teeth: "Virginia, you long-tongued woman!"
"Ah! It's already past eleven?!"
Christia was surprised when she saw the time displayed on her phone. Had she slept for such a long time? Obviously in the dream just now, I didn't even have time to take off my underwear!
Pooh!
She quickly shook her head and covered the romantic red bed with roses. He said, "I will love you so much tonight" while leaning down to throw away the dream. She whispered: "Why is there that dead virgin in the dream! What does he know about romance?" !”
Throwing the phone aside, he pushed the quilt aside, raised one hip slightly, and pulled out the nightgown underneath him. After half of his buttocks came into contact with the bed again, he prepared to take off his pajamas.
Um?
Uh huh huh? !
His right hand suddenly reached out to the sheets under his butt, and his golden eyes widened in the next second.
I, I, I... wet the bed? !
No!
This is absolutely impossible!
This is····
"Asshole, pervert and virgin junior classmate!!!! He won't let me go even in my dreams..."
Cristia bit her lip in shame and anger. After getting out of bed, she dug out a new set of underwear in the closet. Then she hurriedly ran into the dormitory's own bathroom and... quickly cleaned herself.
After taking a shower and wrapping herself in a bathrobe, Christia looked at the underwear she had changed out of. After hesitating for several minutes, Christia picked it up and washed it carefully instead of burning it.
"I'm not doing this as a souvenir. I'm just a good student who is thrifty. I only wore it for one night. How can I throw it away in a wasteful way..."
Snapped!
Throwing the half-washed underwear into the basin, Cristia bit her lip: "The bedsheets need to be washed too. It's all your fault that my virgin male student died!"
After having her mouth full, Cristia still had to pick it up and wash it again. After making sure there were no traces, she wrung it out, shook it out and walked out of the bathroom, then put it on the desk shelf.
"Sheets..."
Looking at the marks on her sheets, Christia scratched her hair in a little distress: "The sheets were just changed the night before yesterday... I have to wash them today, it's so troublesome..."
Click!
The moment she heard the sound, Cristia quickly pulled the quilt to cover the sheets. She turned her head and looked at Phyllis who walked in through the door. She lied to me that it was a serious party, but in the end she was holding her in her arms and sucking my blood. Purpose····
Huh?
Why aren't you so angry?
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