After the summer vacation, it is Gao San.
Although many people at Yude High School plan to study abroad, there are still many students who are unwilling to go abroad because of their own or their family requirements. The classroom atmosphere is still a little nervous than the second year of high school.
Nanying and Ye Beishu are still at the same table.
After the final exam before the summer vacation, both of them were assigned to Class 1.
The two did not deliberately hide it, which led to most people in the school, including teachers, knowing that they were together.
But their grades did not decline, and their background was excellent, and they did not have the teacher to break up the couple for a while.
After all, Dezhong is already open-minded, and as long as it does not blatantly affect learning, teachers generally won’t say anything.
This is an English class.
Nan Ying, how to choose this question?
The girl in a school uniform skirt stood up.
Good teacher.Based on the example sentences of the question and the options given, we can know that this is a non-limiting attribution clause, so... She was sweet and sweet, but she bit her lip and silenced her lips halfway through her words, and her eyebrows were slightly frowning, so...
Strange pause and silence.The classmates and the teachers on the podium all turned their attention to them.
The teacher pushed down his glasses: Can't you answer?Then come to my deskmate.
The boy beside him stood up, his voice was plain and clear: So choose c, it is the guiding word, and it is the subject in the clause.
OK, sit down.The English teacher is a funny and humorous old man. He smiled and said to Nan Ying, "The moon is the first to get close to the water. Nan Ying, I'll be with you... good deskmate, learn more about Ah."
If he knew what her good deskmate had done to her before going out in the morning, he would probably not have said that.
Nan Ying slowly sat down with the students' teasing eyes: OK, teacher.
In the afternoon after class, she lowered her head and came to the empty student union lounge with the boy.
After locking the door, she opened her moist almond eyes and looked at Ye Beishu: … Can you take it out?
The other party raised his chin and signaled her to go to the desk.
She sat up softly and lifted up the hem of the school uniform skirt, spreading her thighs to the boy.
The vagina appeared in his sight after being caught off guard, prompting the girl not wearing underwear today.
At this moment, the bright red flower hole was dripping with water.
A thin thread extends out from the tight hole, covered with honey, and hangs wet on the flower lips.
Ye Beishu's knuckles are slender and he twisted the wet thread: How many times did your sister orgasm in the morning?
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Just now, Teacher Zhang asked you to answer the question, he also had an orgasm, right?He said indefinitely, I was excited to be stared at by so many classmates?
... It's nervous.
Although not too nervous, it is inevitable to feel ashamed physically.
The boy lowered his head and approached the flower hole, and the warm breath sprayed made his lips tremble.
He murmured as if he was scolding: It's really... useless.
He bit the thread with his teeth, pulled it out gently, and brought out a vibrator covered with honey.
The juice that had been blocked for the whole morning instantly splashed out like a spring, splashing on the boy's tall nose and his tightly pursed thin lips.
He smiled: So many, really only three times?
The sudden emptiness after the swelling made Nan Ying unable to help but tremble and sobb: Yes.
Ye Beishu stroked her sweaty temples and blushing cheeks: Are you waiting for someone to fuck you in this way?
She gasped and said: Wait for you to fuck me.
…debauchery.
I was disgusted with it, but my erect penis couldn't wait to stick to the wet and soft mouth, and I didn't rush in. I rubbed it all the time and felt the flower hole sucking reluctantly.
The girl's soft waist twisted: Hurry up.
Ye Beishu looked at her out of focus and confused almond eyes and asked softly: Do you know who I am?
Nan Ying paused, raised her body, held his face with both hands and wanted to kiss him, but the boy avoided him on the side.
She smiled: I want to throw away my ex, boy, and friend when I get tired of playing.
Ye Beishu grabbed her shoulder, as if he was going to crush her: You threw me away first.
As he said that, his genitals suddenly stuffed into the water-dreaming flower hole.
He spread the girl's white and tender thighs and hit her pubic bones one after another, making her moan intermittently.
The gentle music from the midday radio station was playing, and a classmate was sharing Tagore's poems.
Burning wooden blocks,
Fires are born in the raging land;
It shouted
This is my flower, my death.
·
On the weekend, Nan Ying was invited to a music tavern.
The invitation was An Yanrou.
Since the first meeting, she has been inexplicably feeling that this lily with soft outside and hard inside is very suitable for her appetite. She often asks her out to drink and chat. After a while, the two of them have become friends who can talk to each other.
In the medieval style decoration box, romantic French songs came from the half-closed door. Two glasses of mixed cocktails on the wooden table were bright in color and fragrant in smell, but no one enjoyed them.
An Yanrou mysteriously took out two white wine glasses, took out a bottle of mineral water and filled them with them, and handed one of them to Nan Ying: Try it.
The scent of wine made Nan Ying stunned: Do you use mineral water bottle to fill Moutai?
If this is not the case, I can hide it from the truth. An Yanrou picked up another glass of wine and leaned on the sofa, looked up and took a sip. This is the good wine, which is smooth and mellow. Now she is really unable to get used to those foreign wines.
Wouldn't your brother find out?
Who cares about him?Recently, a beautiful secretary came to the company. I saw that he was working overtime and was overjoyed.
Nan Ying smiled.
Sure enough, after three rounds of drinking, a drunkard who was not talking was still hugged her and started to mutter.
You are so fragrant, can you sleep until my brother Ah?
That's right, An Yanrou has a secret buried deep in her heart.
She had a crush on her brother who was connected to her blood.
She had never told anyone about this unkind and shocking crush on her, but she told Nan Ying that she had known her for a while.
Nan Ying only replied lightly at that time: Oh.How does Sleeping Brother feel?Is it exciting?
An Yanrou became embarrassed: Sorry, Ah, I haven't been able to sleep yet.
She wondered what kind of strange woman Beishu had found.
Shouldn’t normal people persuade her to give up or accuse her of being a pervert?
It's really inexplicable to her appetite.
Then I became so familiar.
Nan Ying often speaks amazingly, but she is introverted. Most of the time, she takes the initiative to make an appointment, but An Yanrou doesn't care about this little detail.
Just like now, she asked again before Nan Ying answering: Do you have any solutions?Say it out and let me refer to it?
Nan Ying didn't say anything again this time, relying on sincere nonsense.
She tilted her head and thought for a while, and said: Do you want to drug it?
An Yanrou was speechless: Hey, I smoked and drank alcohol, but I am a good citizen who abides by the law. Where did you ask me to get banned drugs?
Well, what type of he likes?
I wouldn't be so distressed if I knew it.
Did he never have a girlfriend?
I haven't heard of it, nor have I seen it.Our family is quite complicated. He has been very busy since he was a child. What did An Yanrou think of, and her moist lips pleated. Damn, he is actually a silly white sweet who is easy to catch, right?Isn’t that going to be easily hooked away by that beautiful secretary?
Nan Ying has seen her brother once.
The man looked five-point similar to An Yanrou, and also had two fox eyes, but he hid behind a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, dressed well, pursed his lips and smiling slightly, with a gentle expression on his left face and an elite expression on his right face.
So she commented truthfully: He doesn't look stupid and sweet.
Alas, so I don't know what type he likes.
Nan Ying lowered her head and took a sip of the wine, and was so spicy that she stuck out her tongue: Cough... Then do you like him or want to sleep with him?
An Yanrou wondered: Is there any difference between these two?
If you just want to sleep with him, you don’t have to care about what type he likes.
... An Yanrou was silent for a while before muttering in a low voice, of course I like him.But we all have to start our own family in the future, so we can try to sleep until we have a good time.As a man, he won't lose any meat when he is sleeping...
Haven't you ever thought he likes you too?
The other party waved his hand: How is that possible? He is very old-fashioned.Last time I had a nightmare and wanted to go to sleep with him, but he drove him away because he was careful when his brother and sister grew up.
Nan Ying recalled the only meeting.
She has always been keen and has never missed the other person's eyes flashing... jealousy when he saw An Yanrou holding her affectionately.
She is obviously a wolf in sheep's clothing like her.Even the possessiveness is so strong that women eat jealousy.
Maybe he was afraid that he would get too close... could not control himself?
OK, if you say that, I will have one of the three major illusions in life, he likes me.An Yanrou sighed softly, is there no other way except to get some banned aphrodisiacs?But don’t it make me feel unattractive when I apply medicine?Just think about it and feel ashamed.
Why don't you try it?Nan Ying glanced at the proud breasts of the girl in front of her. You are very beautiful and have a good figure. If I am a man, I will not be able to control it.
Seduction... She muttered for a while, suddenly thought of something, and took over Nan Ying's shoulder, showing a bit of a lewd smile that was inconsistent with the beautiful face. Hehehe, I know a good place, but unfortunately I never had the courage to go before.Why don't we go there together?
Although many people at Yude High School plan to study abroad, there are still many students who are unwilling to go abroad because of their own or their family requirements. The classroom atmosphere is still a little nervous than the second year of high school.
Nanying and Ye Beishu are still at the same table.
After the final exam before the summer vacation, both of them were assigned to Class 1.
The two did not deliberately hide it, which led to most people in the school, including teachers, knowing that they were together.
But their grades did not decline, and their background was excellent, and they did not have the teacher to break up the couple for a while.
After all, Dezhong is already open-minded, and as long as it does not blatantly affect learning, teachers generally won’t say anything.
This is an English class.
Nan Ying, how to choose this question?
The girl in a school uniform skirt stood up.
Good teacher.Based on the example sentences of the question and the options given, we can know that this is a non-limiting attribution clause, so... She was sweet and sweet, but she bit her lip and silenced her lips halfway through her words, and her eyebrows were slightly frowning, so...
Strange pause and silence.The classmates and the teachers on the podium all turned their attention to them.
The teacher pushed down his glasses: Can't you answer?Then come to my deskmate.
The boy beside him stood up, his voice was plain and clear: So choose c, it is the guiding word, and it is the subject in the clause.
OK, sit down.The English teacher is a funny and humorous old man. He smiled and said to Nan Ying, "The moon is the first to get close to the water. Nan Ying, I'll be with you... good deskmate, learn more about Ah."
If he knew what her good deskmate had done to her before going out in the morning, he would probably not have said that.
Nan Ying slowly sat down with the students' teasing eyes: OK, teacher.
In the afternoon after class, she lowered her head and came to the empty student union lounge with the boy.
After locking the door, she opened her moist almond eyes and looked at Ye Beishu: … Can you take it out?
The other party raised his chin and signaled her to go to the desk.
She sat up softly and lifted up the hem of the school uniform skirt, spreading her thighs to the boy.
The vagina appeared in his sight after being caught off guard, prompting the girl not wearing underwear today.
At this moment, the bright red flower hole was dripping with water.
A thin thread extends out from the tight hole, covered with honey, and hangs wet on the flower lips.
Ye Beishu's knuckles are slender and he twisted the wet thread: How many times did your sister orgasm in the morning?
Posted.
Just now, Teacher Zhang asked you to answer the question, he also had an orgasm, right?He said indefinitely, I was excited to be stared at by so many classmates?
... It's nervous.
Although not too nervous, it is inevitable to feel ashamed physically.
The boy lowered his head and approached the flower hole, and the warm breath sprayed made his lips tremble.
He murmured as if he was scolding: It's really... useless.
He bit the thread with his teeth, pulled it out gently, and brought out a vibrator covered with honey.
The juice that had been blocked for the whole morning instantly splashed out like a spring, splashing on the boy's tall nose and his tightly pursed thin lips.
He smiled: So many, really only three times?
The sudden emptiness after the swelling made Nan Ying unable to help but tremble and sobb: Yes.
Ye Beishu stroked her sweaty temples and blushing cheeks: Are you waiting for someone to fuck you in this way?
She gasped and said: Wait for you to fuck me.
…debauchery.
I was disgusted with it, but my erect penis couldn't wait to stick to the wet and soft mouth, and I didn't rush in. I rubbed it all the time and felt the flower hole sucking reluctantly.
The girl's soft waist twisted: Hurry up.
Ye Beishu looked at her out of focus and confused almond eyes and asked softly: Do you know who I am?
Nan Ying paused, raised her body, held his face with both hands and wanted to kiss him, but the boy avoided him on the side.
She smiled: I want to throw away my ex, boy, and friend when I get tired of playing.
Ye Beishu grabbed her shoulder, as if he was going to crush her: You threw me away first.
As he said that, his genitals suddenly stuffed into the water-dreaming flower hole.
He spread the girl's white and tender thighs and hit her pubic bones one after another, making her moan intermittently.
The gentle music from the midday radio station was playing, and a classmate was sharing Tagore's poems.
Burning wooden blocks,
Fires are born in the raging land;
It shouted
This is my flower, my death.
·
On the weekend, Nan Ying was invited to a music tavern.
The invitation was An Yanrou.
Since the first meeting, she has been inexplicably feeling that this lily with soft outside and hard inside is very suitable for her appetite. She often asks her out to drink and chat. After a while, the two of them have become friends who can talk to each other.
In the medieval style decoration box, romantic French songs came from the half-closed door. Two glasses of mixed cocktails on the wooden table were bright in color and fragrant in smell, but no one enjoyed them.
An Yanrou mysteriously took out two white wine glasses, took out a bottle of mineral water and filled them with them, and handed one of them to Nan Ying: Try it.
The scent of wine made Nan Ying stunned: Do you use mineral water bottle to fill Moutai?
If this is not the case, I can hide it from the truth. An Yanrou picked up another glass of wine and leaned on the sofa, looked up and took a sip. This is the good wine, which is smooth and mellow. Now she is really unable to get used to those foreign wines.
Wouldn't your brother find out?
Who cares about him?Recently, a beautiful secretary came to the company. I saw that he was working overtime and was overjoyed.
Nan Ying smiled.
Sure enough, after three rounds of drinking, a drunkard who was not talking was still hugged her and started to mutter.
You are so fragrant, can you sleep until my brother Ah?
That's right, An Yanrou has a secret buried deep in her heart.
She had a crush on her brother who was connected to her blood.
She had never told anyone about this unkind and shocking crush on her, but she told Nan Ying that she had known her for a while.
Nan Ying only replied lightly at that time: Oh.How does Sleeping Brother feel?Is it exciting?
An Yanrou became embarrassed: Sorry, Ah, I haven't been able to sleep yet.
She wondered what kind of strange woman Beishu had found.
Shouldn’t normal people persuade her to give up or accuse her of being a pervert?
It's really inexplicable to her appetite.
Then I became so familiar.
Nan Ying often speaks amazingly, but she is introverted. Most of the time, she takes the initiative to make an appointment, but An Yanrou doesn't care about this little detail.
Just like now, she asked again before Nan Ying answering: Do you have any solutions?Say it out and let me refer to it?
Nan Ying didn't say anything again this time, relying on sincere nonsense.
She tilted her head and thought for a while, and said: Do you want to drug it?
An Yanrou was speechless: Hey, I smoked and drank alcohol, but I am a good citizen who abides by the law. Where did you ask me to get banned drugs?
Well, what type of he likes?
I wouldn't be so distressed if I knew it.
Did he never have a girlfriend?
I haven't heard of it, nor have I seen it.Our family is quite complicated. He has been very busy since he was a child. What did An Yanrou think of, and her moist lips pleated. Damn, he is actually a silly white sweet who is easy to catch, right?Isn’t that going to be easily hooked away by that beautiful secretary?
Nan Ying has seen her brother once.
The man looked five-point similar to An Yanrou, and also had two fox eyes, but he hid behind a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, dressed well, pursed his lips and smiling slightly, with a gentle expression on his left face and an elite expression on his right face.
So she commented truthfully: He doesn't look stupid and sweet.
Alas, so I don't know what type he likes.
Nan Ying lowered her head and took a sip of the wine, and was so spicy that she stuck out her tongue: Cough... Then do you like him or want to sleep with him?
An Yanrou wondered: Is there any difference between these two?
If you just want to sleep with him, you don’t have to care about what type he likes.
... An Yanrou was silent for a while before muttering in a low voice, of course I like him.But we all have to start our own family in the future, so we can try to sleep until we have a good time.As a man, he won't lose any meat when he is sleeping...
Haven't you ever thought he likes you too?
The other party waved his hand: How is that possible? He is very old-fashioned.Last time I had a nightmare and wanted to go to sleep with him, but he drove him away because he was careful when his brother and sister grew up.
Nan Ying recalled the only meeting.
She has always been keen and has never missed the other person's eyes flashing... jealousy when he saw An Yanrou holding her affectionately.
She is obviously a wolf in sheep's clothing like her.Even the possessiveness is so strong that women eat jealousy.
Maybe he was afraid that he would get too close... could not control himself?
OK, if you say that, I will have one of the three major illusions in life, he likes me.An Yanrou sighed softly, is there no other way except to get some banned aphrodisiacs?But don’t it make me feel unattractive when I apply medicine?Just think about it and feel ashamed.
Why don't you try it?Nan Ying glanced at the proud breasts of the girl in front of her. You are very beautiful and have a good figure. If I am a man, I will not be able to control it.
Seduction... She muttered for a while, suddenly thought of something, and took over Nan Ying's shoulder, showing a bit of a lewd smile that was inconsistent with the beautiful face. Hehehe, I know a good place, but unfortunately I never had the courage to go before.Why don't we go there together?