Bo Yun grabbed the soft, boneless hand, and Qiao Ting who was asleep let him hold it without any response. As soon as her hand left, the trousers that was slightly raised was seen.
He put the clear white hand back again but instead of just letting it alone as before, he led her hand to slide back and forth along the protruding shape between his legs.
The long stick became more and more obvious and it began to lift up vigorously, propping up the slightly stretchy jeans into a tent-like appearance.
His gasping gradually worsened and he felt dissatisfied.
The little hand has been rubbed and heated by the denim fabric. It’s warm. If she can directly touch the lifeblood, plus the soft touch of the palm that is different from him, would it be very comfortable?
Seeing Qiao Ting, who had no movement and was peacefully sleeping, he zipped down his pants.
Black cotton underwear popped out of the gap of the zipper and his clone also emerged. A light pink and purple that had never entered any girl’s body.
He pulled away the elastic underwear that was wrapping his meat stick and the strong, thick stick stood tall in the gap of the zipper.
He took Qiao Ting’s hand to gently held his co*ck.
“Um…” He whispered softly.
As expected, the feeling of Qiao Ting’s hand holding his meat stick is really great.
He held Qiao Ting’s hand that was holding his meat stick, and slowly moved it up and down.
This kind of smooth feeling is unprecedented!
He indulged the turbulent lust in his body, and as he felt the speed of the trick, he quickly pulled out a toilet paper and covered it on the huge glans, locking all the thick and turbid essence inside.
After the relief, he took a breath, let go of Qiao Ting's hand, and found that his male liquid had contaminated her mouth.
He gently wiped it off with a wet tissue, then wiped it dry with toilet paper, and then went to the bathroom outside to deal with it.
After tidying up, he came back to bed to read. After about twenty minutes, when the hour hand reached one, he woke Qiao Ting up.
“Time to continue class.”
“Oh.”
Still wanting to sleep, Qiao Ting was unwilling to get up and stretched out her hand.
“My hand feels weird.” She rubbed her left arm, “It’s sore.”
Facing her question, Bo Yun did not change his expression, “You just fell asleep”
“Ah?”
Was she pressing her hands when she got up? She doesn’t remember much.
Bo Yun took her hand and massaged the sore and soft spots.
Qiao Ting opened her starry eyes and looked at Bo Yun and thought that he was really considerate. But she didn’t know why her hands could be sore.
“Is it better?” Bo Yun asked in a gentle tone.
“Fine.” Qiao Ting smiled and nodded.
“Then let’s continue to class.” Bo Yun lifted his feet off the bed.
Qiao Ting’s smiling face immediately turned into a bitter face when she heard that they are going to continue class.
“Next, take a physics and chemistry class.”
“Eh? Not math?” Qiao Ting was stunned.
She also wanted to say that in the next test, she was sure to get a perfect score, so she could take off Bo Yun’s clothes.
Bo Yun blinked, blinking away the subtle look of deceit.
“You will get tired if you keep taking the same subject.”
No, she is not tired at all!
“The same pattern, after you finished the explanation, I got one wrong and one missed one.”
“No…”
Qiao Ting wanted to shout.
She wants to study math!
She likes math!
“Take out the physics and chemistry handouts.”
Qiao Ting took out the handout sadly.
After Bo Yun finished explaining the subject, she immediately took the test.
Qioa Ting took the test ---
Forty points.
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