A month of high school life is coming to an end soon, and everyone is dreaming of the National Day Golden Week
After the Golden Week, it was the first monthly exam, and the students were trapped in a conflict of wanting to fall and worrying
On September 30th, probably everyone wanted to go home early. The teachers in class felt the students' restlessness, and some teachers simply started talking to them.
In addition to complaining about the many homework, they were also talking about the plan of Eleven. Before they knew it, the sky suddenly became dark.
By the second class in the afternoon, the whole sky was like a black curtain, covering the entire earth in a depressing manner.
The wind began to roar fiercely, the trees on campus were blown shaking, and the cars in the parking spaces began to make harsh alarms one by one by one by one by the small stones.
There were rumors among classmates that the typhoon was coming, and the last two classes were not in, so they were stopped and they were stopped.
The students became more and more excited. Some were even tidying up their schoolbags and could rush straight out of the door as soon as the ringtone rang.
The grade leader and other teachers were in a mess. Finally, they received a notice from the leader and quickly got off get out of class before the typhoon came.
In every classroom, there are noises, complaints, test papers, and the wind blowing paper when the homework book is sent down.
Song Yiran was busy moving homework from the office. The stuffy weather made her sweat soaked in the rain, and her back was soaked in a long-sleeved T-shirt school uniform.
After handing over the homework, she had to organize the books on her desk. Chen Muyang had sorted out her schoolbag early and was waiting for her in his seat with his hands in her arms. She was even more panicked.
Unexpectedly, in the chaos, Song Yiran was called by the English teacher to help sort out the homework
Her whole body became wilted, her head drooped
Before going to the office, she walked to Chen Muyang's table with shame. Chen Muyang looked at her suspiciously.
Ge Lian asked me to help her sort her homework...or you would go back first...
Chen Muyang frowned and interrupted her: What's going on with Ge Lian? It's already this weather, what else can she do to make homework? He curled his lips unhappily, go quickly, I'll wait for you
Song Yiran, who had a bitter face, immediately grinned and said, "Come back soon," and ran into the office quickly.
Oh, Song Yiran, please trouble you. I really don’t want to bring these homework homework home. And I’m going to talk about this book when I come back on the 11th. Just help me correct multiple-choice questions. You can do this here first, I will approve the Q&A questions
Song Yiran smiled, took the standard answer and quickly corrected it, but she felt extremely impatient.
In addition to secretly complaining to the English teacher in his heart, the strength in his hands has also become much heavier, and he accidentally cut the homework books of several classmates.
Song Yiran looked up at the opposite teaching building from time to time. Their class was on the third floor opposite. She only heard the noise in the building less and the lights were turned off in several classrooms.
Their class still has two rows of fluorescent lights behind, which are blurred and dim.
She corrected multiple-choice questions mechanically, and occasionally had to deal with the teacher's chatter. When she was two-thirds of the time, a heavy rain suddenly fell outside with the rumbling thunder sound.
Song Yiran suddenly looked up, and when she saw that the lights in their class had turned off, she was shocked, was he going back first? It was impossible, he agreed to wait for her
She was a little dazed and became more and more absent-minded. The heavy rain hit the window, making her feel even more restless.
After finishing all the homework books in the end, she stood up from the chair, with a polite tone of anxiety: Teacher, I've approved it, can I... go back?
Ge Lian hurriedly said: I'm sorry, it's raining so heavily outside, why don't I drive you back later? Where is the intersection of your home?
She immediately shook her head, Teacher is fine! That...that...that my dad drove to pick him up today
This is how Ah? I usually think you are taking the bus with your cousin, so okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Ah
It's okay! Goodbye teacher!
The moment the office door was closed, Song Yiran quickly took steps and ran, making rapid and anxious footsteps in the empty corridor.
The classroom door was still open, and she stopped running at the door, and before she could stop to take a breath, she quickly walked in.
His seat is empty
Song Yiran's mood suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley. She lowered her head in depression, stood there for a few seconds, and was about to walk towards her seat.
Coolie finally finished Ah? A familiar voice came from the right side of the podium
Song Yiran was frightened and screamed, covering her chest, jumping around, and saw Chen Muyang sitting on a napkin, holding a schoolbag, holding a charging cell phone, staring at her in confusion
Did you scare you? Chen Muyang was about to get up, and a lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a shocking thunder
Song Yiran suddenly rushed into his arms, and Chen Muyang caught her off guard
I thought you left first...Why don't you turn on the lights? She asked softly
I think turning on the lights is even more supernatural. After the class next door turned off the lights, I turned off the lights too...
Song Yiran came out of his arms and said no more, and you didn't say anything earlier
Hearing her seemingly angry words, Chen Muyang suddenly realized that she was just afraid that he would go back first.
I said I'm waiting for you
Chen Muyang held her hand and put it in his palm, gently rubbing her fingertips
Song Yiran listened to his voice and felt sour, and then took the initiative to kiss the corner of his mouth.
He laughed in a low voice with satisfaction, what are you doing? Is this an apology for me to wait for too long?
Is that true... Song Yiran responded, when she wanted to get her schoolbag, she was held back by Chen Muyang and brought it into her arms again
How can kiss the corner of your mouth be enough?
After saying that, Chen Muyang hugged her waist tightly and pressed against her soft lips.
The hot breath surrounded her whole body. While Song Yiran was addicted to the kiss with him, she felt a little scared to kiss in the classroom, and she wanted to refuse and welcome her.
Chen Muyang kept attacking, licking her mouth, holding her little tongue in her mouth
Doing this kind of thing in school made him feel very exciting, and the black clouds outside add to the ambiguous atmosphere of the night.
Another thunder sounded outside the window, and Song Yiran pushed him away suddenly, hit his shoulder with a very little force, and was about to go home
Song Yiran walked to her desk and found that her schoolbag and the desk had been tidied up.
OK, I'll help you get it done. The rain has become lighter now. Go home quickly
Chen Muyang wiped his wet lips, picked up her schoolbag and hung it on his shoulders, pulled her hand, and walked straight out.
Song Yiran was worried that the English teacher might see them when he drove out. After struggling a few times, his hands were still tightly held.
Now that people are almost gone, what are you afraid of? He said disapprovingly
Song Yiran thought again, Ge Lian shouldn't have handled it so quickly, so she obediently followed him.
When we walked out of the teaching building to the station, the rain that had already slowed down suddenly became heavier. The strong wind blew the heavy rain, wet both of us.
When we arrived at the bus stop, the two of them were wet, their shoes, pants, tops and schoolbags were wet, and water was dripping with dripping water.
So cold Ah Song Yiran shivered for a few times, then rubbed into his arms, and found that his body was wet, so she quickly frowned and came out of his arms
Chen Muyang glanced at her, hummed and pulled her back again, but she was wet anyway
In the storm, they waited for a long time before waiting for a bus
After getting in the car, Song Yiran sat by the window and looked at herself. She found that the hair in front of her forehead was covered with sweat, and the rain was stuck together, and her face was covered with rain.
Alas, the rain is covered with dust, it's so dirty Ah She wiped her face casually, but suddenly there was a school bag on her legs.
I heard Chen Muyang say coldly: Block you in front of you
He just caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man's eyes lingering on her from time to time. It turned out that because it was raining, her school uniform was just pressed against her body, and the lavender bra inside was reflected.
At this moment, the man felt a little guilty when he saw him, so he turned around and changed direction
His expression was cold and unhappy. Song Yiran obediently hugged her wet schoolbag and held his hand as comfortedly as
Chen Muyang held her backhand tightly, pressed her little hand under her hands, saw her concerned expression, and said softly: It's okay
After getting off the car, they were surprised by the large pool of water under their feet.
The two of them were unprepared and stepped straight into the accumulated water. A large pool of water mixed with mud and splashed everywhere. They screamed at the same time.
The road from the station to home is not far, but Song Yiran feels like she has been walking for a long time and the sound of wind roaring and chaotic stomping on water.
After returning home, she felt relieved, but she felt uncomfortable in the wetlands and needed a bath.
Chen Muyang squatted on the ground and took off his shoes. When he looked up, he saw her thin school uniform on her back, which was soaked in the rain, tightly attached to her back, revealing the outline of the lavender underwear buttons and thin waist.
The house that hadn't turned on the lights was dark. It was only around five o'clock, but it seemed that it was already late at night.
Song Yiran pulled off the hair circle, and her long black hair poured down like this, half covering her underwear buttons
His Adam's apple slid for no reason, and when she turned her head, she quickly lowered her head and continued to wiping her shoelaces
I'll take a shower first, I feel so uncomfortable, please wait a moment! Song Yiran didn't notice Chen Muyang's abnormality, took her pajamas and walked into the bathroom.
Chen Muyang stood blankly in the entrance hall, listening to the sound of water clattering in the bathroom slowly flowing out from behind the crack in the door, his mood began to become chaotic
He suddenly remembered something, so he took out his cell phone and sent a text message:
Uncle, it’s raining outside, and there seems to be water accumulation downstairs. Please be careful when you come back later to prevent the car from breaking out.
Two minutes later, Song Kang replied: It's raining too much. I'm still away from home. I'll come back on the evening of the second day and you can rest early.
OK, uncle
After Chen Muyang put down his phone, he absent-mindedly waited for Song Yiran to come out
About a quarter of an hour later, Song Yiran hurriedly came out of the bathroom and said to him: I'm fine, you go and wash quickly, otherwise you will catch a cold.
She had a towel hanging around her neck, wearing a nightgown, and most of her slender legs were exposed. She tilted her head to wipe her hair while signaling him with her eyes.
When Chen Muyang was passing by Song Yiran with his clothes, he pinched her waist lightly and seriously. After seeing her furious and coquettish look, he hid in the bathroom with a smile.
Close the door with his backhand, Chen Muyang immediately stopped smiling, lay dejectedly on the sink, rubbed his face with cold water
After taking off all his clothes, he realized that he was already hard and the thing was raised straight, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.
For some reason, he felt that his sexual desire today was extremely strong, as if he was in a state of breaking through the shackles.
He quickly turned on the shower, and the warm water sprayed down. Chen Muyang pressed one hand against the glass bath door, and his other hand slowly tightened his genitals and began to move up and down.
While masturbating, her beautiful figures automatically emerged in her mind, smiling, standing still, indifferent, and well-behaved.
A low and hoarse moan gradually leaked from his slightly opened mouth. The speed of stroking his penis was getting faster and faster, and the panting was getting faster and faster, but it was useless at all. The swelling and painful feeling of the penis made him more and more uncomfortable and could not ejaculate.
Chen Muyang tried to divert his attention, but it was useless
After he was so uncomfortable that he didn't dare to open the door and went out. He stayed in the bathroom filled with water vapor for a while. While wearing his pajamas, Song Yiran's voice came from outside the door: Why are you slower than me? Come out for dinner soon!
Here comes...
Fortunately, my pajamas and pajamas are very big, and they can barely block the raised part.
He took a deep breath, opened the door, and walked to the dining table and saw two dishes on the table: stir-fried cabbage and yesterday's oily gluten stuffed meat Song Yiran was already sitting on the chair waiting for him.
You washed so slowly today. She waved to him and signaled him to sit next to her.
Chen Muyang walked over slowly, thinking... I thought about what to eat at night but I didn't expect you to cook.
Just fry a cabbage, not enough
Still stubborn idioms
What are you doing? Song Yiran rubbed at him and pouted proudly
Chen Muyang raised the corner of his mouth and rubbed her head, and he would act coquettishly
She blushed, held the chopsticks and ate quickly
He looked at her leisurely, and finally he buried his head in a smile and started to eat.
After the Golden Week, it was the first monthly exam, and the students were trapped in a conflict of wanting to fall and worrying
On September 30th, probably everyone wanted to go home early. The teachers in class felt the students' restlessness, and some teachers simply started talking to them.
In addition to complaining about the many homework, they were also talking about the plan of Eleven. Before they knew it, the sky suddenly became dark.
By the second class in the afternoon, the whole sky was like a black curtain, covering the entire earth in a depressing manner.
The wind began to roar fiercely, the trees on campus were blown shaking, and the cars in the parking spaces began to make harsh alarms one by one by one by one by the small stones.
There were rumors among classmates that the typhoon was coming, and the last two classes were not in, so they were stopped and they were stopped.
The students became more and more excited. Some were even tidying up their schoolbags and could rush straight out of the door as soon as the ringtone rang.
The grade leader and other teachers were in a mess. Finally, they received a notice from the leader and quickly got off get out of class before the typhoon came.
In every classroom, there are noises, complaints, test papers, and the wind blowing paper when the homework book is sent down.
Song Yiran was busy moving homework from the office. The stuffy weather made her sweat soaked in the rain, and her back was soaked in a long-sleeved T-shirt school uniform.
After handing over the homework, she had to organize the books on her desk. Chen Muyang had sorted out her schoolbag early and was waiting for her in his seat with his hands in her arms. She was even more panicked.
Unexpectedly, in the chaos, Song Yiran was called by the English teacher to help sort out the homework
Her whole body became wilted, her head drooped
Before going to the office, she walked to Chen Muyang's table with shame. Chen Muyang looked at her suspiciously.
Ge Lian asked me to help her sort her homework...or you would go back first...
Chen Muyang frowned and interrupted her: What's going on with Ge Lian? It's already this weather, what else can she do to make homework? He curled his lips unhappily, go quickly, I'll wait for you
Song Yiran, who had a bitter face, immediately grinned and said, "Come back soon," and ran into the office quickly.
Oh, Song Yiran, please trouble you. I really don’t want to bring these homework homework home. And I’m going to talk about this book when I come back on the 11th. Just help me correct multiple-choice questions. You can do this here first, I will approve the Q&A questions
Song Yiran smiled, took the standard answer and quickly corrected it, but she felt extremely impatient.
In addition to secretly complaining to the English teacher in his heart, the strength in his hands has also become much heavier, and he accidentally cut the homework books of several classmates.
Song Yiran looked up at the opposite teaching building from time to time. Their class was on the third floor opposite. She only heard the noise in the building less and the lights were turned off in several classrooms.
Their class still has two rows of fluorescent lights behind, which are blurred and dim.
She corrected multiple-choice questions mechanically, and occasionally had to deal with the teacher's chatter. When she was two-thirds of the time, a heavy rain suddenly fell outside with the rumbling thunder sound.
Song Yiran suddenly looked up, and when she saw that the lights in their class had turned off, she was shocked, was he going back first? It was impossible, he agreed to wait for her
She was a little dazed and became more and more absent-minded. The heavy rain hit the window, making her feel even more restless.
After finishing all the homework books in the end, she stood up from the chair, with a polite tone of anxiety: Teacher, I've approved it, can I... go back?
Ge Lian hurriedly said: I'm sorry, it's raining so heavily outside, why don't I drive you back later? Where is the intersection of your home?
She immediately shook her head, Teacher is fine! That...that...that my dad drove to pick him up today
This is how Ah? I usually think you are taking the bus with your cousin, so okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Ah
It's okay! Goodbye teacher!
The moment the office door was closed, Song Yiran quickly took steps and ran, making rapid and anxious footsteps in the empty corridor.
The classroom door was still open, and she stopped running at the door, and before she could stop to take a breath, she quickly walked in.
His seat is empty
Song Yiran's mood suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley. She lowered her head in depression, stood there for a few seconds, and was about to walk towards her seat.
Coolie finally finished Ah? A familiar voice came from the right side of the podium
Song Yiran was frightened and screamed, covering her chest, jumping around, and saw Chen Muyang sitting on a napkin, holding a schoolbag, holding a charging cell phone, staring at her in confusion
Did you scare you? Chen Muyang was about to get up, and a lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a shocking thunder
Song Yiran suddenly rushed into his arms, and Chen Muyang caught her off guard
I thought you left first...Why don't you turn on the lights? She asked softly
I think turning on the lights is even more supernatural. After the class next door turned off the lights, I turned off the lights too...
Song Yiran came out of his arms and said no more, and you didn't say anything earlier
Hearing her seemingly angry words, Chen Muyang suddenly realized that she was just afraid that he would go back first.
I said I'm waiting for you
Chen Muyang held her hand and put it in his palm, gently rubbing her fingertips
Song Yiran listened to his voice and felt sour, and then took the initiative to kiss the corner of his mouth.
He laughed in a low voice with satisfaction, what are you doing? Is this an apology for me to wait for too long?
Is that true... Song Yiran responded, when she wanted to get her schoolbag, she was held back by Chen Muyang and brought it into her arms again
How can kiss the corner of your mouth be enough?
After saying that, Chen Muyang hugged her waist tightly and pressed against her soft lips.
The hot breath surrounded her whole body. While Song Yiran was addicted to the kiss with him, she felt a little scared to kiss in the classroom, and she wanted to refuse and welcome her.
Chen Muyang kept attacking, licking her mouth, holding her little tongue in her mouth
Doing this kind of thing in school made him feel very exciting, and the black clouds outside add to the ambiguous atmosphere of the night.
Another thunder sounded outside the window, and Song Yiran pushed him away suddenly, hit his shoulder with a very little force, and was about to go home
Song Yiran walked to her desk and found that her schoolbag and the desk had been tidied up.
OK, I'll help you get it done. The rain has become lighter now. Go home quickly
Chen Muyang wiped his wet lips, picked up her schoolbag and hung it on his shoulders, pulled her hand, and walked straight out.
Song Yiran was worried that the English teacher might see them when he drove out. After struggling a few times, his hands were still tightly held.
Now that people are almost gone, what are you afraid of? He said disapprovingly
Song Yiran thought again, Ge Lian shouldn't have handled it so quickly, so she obediently followed him.
When we walked out of the teaching building to the station, the rain that had already slowed down suddenly became heavier. The strong wind blew the heavy rain, wet both of us.
When we arrived at the bus stop, the two of them were wet, their shoes, pants, tops and schoolbags were wet, and water was dripping with dripping water.
So cold Ah Song Yiran shivered for a few times, then rubbed into his arms, and found that his body was wet, so she quickly frowned and came out of his arms
Chen Muyang glanced at her, hummed and pulled her back again, but she was wet anyway
In the storm, they waited for a long time before waiting for a bus
After getting in the car, Song Yiran sat by the window and looked at herself. She found that the hair in front of her forehead was covered with sweat, and the rain was stuck together, and her face was covered with rain.
Alas, the rain is covered with dust, it's so dirty Ah She wiped her face casually, but suddenly there was a school bag on her legs.
I heard Chen Muyang say coldly: Block you in front of you
He just caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man's eyes lingering on her from time to time. It turned out that because it was raining, her school uniform was just pressed against her body, and the lavender bra inside was reflected.
At this moment, the man felt a little guilty when he saw him, so he turned around and changed direction
His expression was cold and unhappy. Song Yiran obediently hugged her wet schoolbag and held his hand as comfortedly as
Chen Muyang held her backhand tightly, pressed her little hand under her hands, saw her concerned expression, and said softly: It's okay
After getting off the car, they were surprised by the large pool of water under their feet.
The two of them were unprepared and stepped straight into the accumulated water. A large pool of water mixed with mud and splashed everywhere. They screamed at the same time.
The road from the station to home is not far, but Song Yiran feels like she has been walking for a long time and the sound of wind roaring and chaotic stomping on water.
After returning home, she felt relieved, but she felt uncomfortable in the wetlands and needed a bath.
Chen Muyang squatted on the ground and took off his shoes. When he looked up, he saw her thin school uniform on her back, which was soaked in the rain, tightly attached to her back, revealing the outline of the lavender underwear buttons and thin waist.
The house that hadn't turned on the lights was dark. It was only around five o'clock, but it seemed that it was already late at night.
Song Yiran pulled off the hair circle, and her long black hair poured down like this, half covering her underwear buttons
His Adam's apple slid for no reason, and when she turned her head, she quickly lowered her head and continued to wiping her shoelaces
I'll take a shower first, I feel so uncomfortable, please wait a moment! Song Yiran didn't notice Chen Muyang's abnormality, took her pajamas and walked into the bathroom.
Chen Muyang stood blankly in the entrance hall, listening to the sound of water clattering in the bathroom slowly flowing out from behind the crack in the door, his mood began to become chaotic
He suddenly remembered something, so he took out his cell phone and sent a text message:
Uncle, it’s raining outside, and there seems to be water accumulation downstairs. Please be careful when you come back later to prevent the car from breaking out.
Two minutes later, Song Kang replied: It's raining too much. I'm still away from home. I'll come back on the evening of the second day and you can rest early.
OK, uncle
After Chen Muyang put down his phone, he absent-mindedly waited for Song Yiran to come out
About a quarter of an hour later, Song Yiran hurriedly came out of the bathroom and said to him: I'm fine, you go and wash quickly, otherwise you will catch a cold.
She had a towel hanging around her neck, wearing a nightgown, and most of her slender legs were exposed. She tilted her head to wipe her hair while signaling him with her eyes.
When Chen Muyang was passing by Song Yiran with his clothes, he pinched her waist lightly and seriously. After seeing her furious and coquettish look, he hid in the bathroom with a smile.
Close the door with his backhand, Chen Muyang immediately stopped smiling, lay dejectedly on the sink, rubbed his face with cold water
After taking off all his clothes, he realized that he was already hard and the thing was raised straight, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.
For some reason, he felt that his sexual desire today was extremely strong, as if he was in a state of breaking through the shackles.
He quickly turned on the shower, and the warm water sprayed down. Chen Muyang pressed one hand against the glass bath door, and his other hand slowly tightened his genitals and began to move up and down.
While masturbating, her beautiful figures automatically emerged in her mind, smiling, standing still, indifferent, and well-behaved.
A low and hoarse moan gradually leaked from his slightly opened mouth. The speed of stroking his penis was getting faster and faster, and the panting was getting faster and faster, but it was useless at all. The swelling and painful feeling of the penis made him more and more uncomfortable and could not ejaculate.
Chen Muyang tried to divert his attention, but it was useless
After he was so uncomfortable that he didn't dare to open the door and went out. He stayed in the bathroom filled with water vapor for a while. While wearing his pajamas, Song Yiran's voice came from outside the door: Why are you slower than me? Come out for dinner soon!
Here comes...
Fortunately, my pajamas and pajamas are very big, and they can barely block the raised part.
He took a deep breath, opened the door, and walked to the dining table and saw two dishes on the table: stir-fried cabbage and yesterday's oily gluten stuffed meat Song Yiran was already sitting on the chair waiting for him.
You washed so slowly today. She waved to him and signaled him to sit next to her.
Chen Muyang walked over slowly, thinking... I thought about what to eat at night but I didn't expect you to cook.
Just fry a cabbage, not enough
Still stubborn idioms
What are you doing? Song Yiran rubbed at him and pouted proudly
Chen Muyang raised the corner of his mouth and rubbed her head, and he would act coquettishly
She blushed, held the chopsticks and ate quickly
He looked at her leisurely, and finally he buried his head in a smile and started to eat.
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