The friction felt like the skin was on fire.
Mu Ning knew very well what he wanted to do. She clenched the chopsticks with her right hand and did not dare to move. She reached under the table with her left hand, trying to take his hand away.
However, Gu Zhiyin used strength and pinched her thigh, and she almost screamed.
Mu Ning gritted his teeth and glared at him secretly, "Gu Zhiyin, what are you doing?"
Gu Zhiyin leaned into her ear with a half-smile but said frivolously, "Aren't you quite arrogant on WeChat?"
Mu Ning's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and she warned him in a low voice, "I want to go home and play."
"If you dare to wear something so revealing, I will punish you." Gu Zhiyin's hand went up her leg, but was hindered by the tight skirt.
"What rubbish skirt?" He looked displeased. His hand was stuck and he couldn't touch where he wanted to go. His words revealed his impatience.
Mu Ning smiled secretly, "I told you to go home and do it."
Gu Zhiyin's face was dark. The tattered skirt made him angry, "I want it right now."
"Spread your legs!" he ordered in a low voice.
Mu Ning was reluctant, but he forced his legs apart.
He took off her pants and rubbed them for a while, making her feel wet, and then he started.
Mu Ning frowned slightly, bit his lip and groaned, "Dirty."
"I washed my hands."
"Are you ready to torture me?"
"I feel bad too." He grabbed her hand and led her there.
Mu Ning touched it and laughed at him, "Then you are still playing?"
His affectionate eyes were full of teasing, "I'm happy to see you incontinent."
Mu Ning scolded angrily, "Pervert."
He increased his bets, going faster and faster.
Mu Ning almost couldn't help but bend down and lie on the table.
She tried her best to lower her head, almost burying her face in the bowl, as if this was the only way to cover her blushing face.
The couple opposite were dining, unaware of what the table on their side was doing.
Fortunately, the tablecloth is long enough, and there are two baffle-like corners under the table, which can completely block it.
"Mrs. Gu seems to be quite shy. Are you uncomfortable eating with us?"
Oops, it's about to be discovered.
Mu Ning raised his head awkwardly, wanting to say something.
Gu Zhiyin answered for her calmly, "I am young and have a relatively introverted temperament."
"That's it." Mrs. Tang smiled vaguely, "Little girl, you need to exercise your courage more."
Mu Ning nodded, completely speechless. She was afraid that she would make some terrible sound when she opened her mouth.
She bit her lower lip so hard that she almost broke the skin.
My legs were trembling and my back was wet. If it weren't for sitting down, I would definitely make a fool of myself.
On the other hand, this man who did evil things calmly and calmly exchanged business insights with the Tang couple.
He has an extremely clear mind and behaves like a gentleman.
No one could have guessed what shameless and obscene things he was doing under the table.
"When will it end?" Mu Ning was tortured to the point of collapse. His eyes were reddish and filled with mist. When he came over to urge her, she almost collapsed in his arms.
The man asked her, "Is it time yet?"
Mu Ning was ashamed and angry, "How can I do it in this atmosphere? I'm nervous."
"Then hurry up."
Mu Ning pretended to blow his nose and covered his face with paper. His body began to tremble and sweat...
In fact, it was very comfortable. It would be nice if she could let go of her body's instinctive reaction. However, with outsiders around, she could only suppress the peak of pleasure.
…
Lu Xinting on the other side was not much better.
She was dragged into the toilet stall and forced to hold the toilet tank with both hands while the man acted recklessly behind her.
The slapping sound was so rough that she was really afraid of being discovered by people coming to the toilet, so whenever someone came in, she would press the toilet seat to cover up the sound.
Lu Xinting couldn't bear it. God knows how tortured it is to not let go.
And this man is like a perpetual motion machine, terrifyingly energetic.
Since he said he didn't want to be a licker last time, he no longer obeyed her submissively, and he no longer restrained his behavior. Like a wild beast, he made no secret of his desire for her, and was so fierce and domineering that he took over everything from her.
Song Heng lifted her up, pinched her waist, pushed her face, and kissed her red lips fiercely.
He tasted the strong taste of alcohol in her mouth and frowned in displeasure, "Who told you to drink so much?"
She was slightly proud, "You haven't touched my edge yet."
The man expressed his displeasure directly, "I don't feel comfortable."
"I told you I'm not drunk, why are you unhappy?"
"How can I be happy when you drink like this with other men?" Song Heng's face was filled with jealousy and he was too lazy to hide it.
She stroked his tense face to comfort him, "Ning Ning asked me to drink it. Am I not following the order of the chairman's wife?"
However, Song Heng's cold and hard face was covered with haze, "Is this the reason why you stare at other men's chest muscles?"
"Uh...he's swinging his big breasts in front of me. I can't stop him even if I don't want to look at him."
Song Heng's face turned even worse. He turned her over and pressed her against the wall. The cold marble wall made her shiver.
The man was so rough that he tore off his collar. Lu Xinting stared at his gradually exposed chest muscles.
"Stare and don't move your eyes!"
Lu Xinting swallowed her saliva as she looked at his chest muscles that were bursting with sexual tension.
After watching it so many times, never once did she have such a strong impact.
Maybe it's because he no longer restrains himself, his temper and aura have become fierce and wild, highlighting his masculine qualities.
She had been bullied because of his softness before, but she didn't find his figure attractive yet.
Now even the air around him is full of hormones!
Song Heng looked at her with her eyes wide open, unable to regain her composure. The anger in his heart finally dissipated a lot, and he was slightly satisfied with her.
After a while, Song Heng felt uncomfortable again when he thought of those many pairs of narrow eyes staring at Lu Xinting.
He said calmly, "I'm still unhappy."
Lu Xinting almost lost her mind, "Then what do you want?"
Song Heng took a step back and pressed her down.
…
The class reunion was not over yet, and the last two little girls with red cheeks sneaked back into the box.
Huang Cancan has left, and the rest of the students are almost done drinking.
Some people accused them of deliberately avoiding drinking and came back at this time, and wanted to punish them with drinking.
The person next to him insisted on filling Mu Ning's finger and discovered the ring on Mu Ning's hand.
"Ning Ning, are you... engaged?"
Because the wedding had not yet been held, Mu Ning still wore the engagement ring on her hand. Gu Zhiyin asked her to take it off temporarily, but she refused, saying that the ring was beautiful and would be eye-catching even as a decoration.
Mu Ning pursed her lips and smiled and said, "No, I'm married."
As soon as she finished speaking, the person next to her suddenly exploded in shock, "What?! Getting married? Ning Ning is getting married!"
Mu Ning:...I thank you.
Everyone in the audience looked at Mu Ning.
After the shock, came the sarcasm, and then came the strange voice.
"Getting married at a young age? Aren't we all in the same class? She hasn't graduated yet. Could it be that she just dropped out of school and went home to have a baby?"
"Didn't our class teacher have a famous saying: Those who can read can fly high on their own, and those who can't get into college should go home early, get married and have children."
"No wonder I feel that her temperament is different from ours. It looks like she has been in society for a long time, and she smells like a dusty person."
"We are still young girls, and she was directly promoted to young woman."
"If you marry so early, I guess the man's family is very rich, right? A nouveau riche? I think most beautiful Internet celebrities will marry a fat and greasy old man. They don't care about anything but their money."
