But Shi Zhuo stopped her, fastened it with four or two jins, took her hand away, interlocked her ten fingers and pressed on the door for a deep kiss.

"Poetry... um."

There was darkness in front of Song Le's eyes, and because he was temporarily deprived of vision, other perceptions became clearer and more obvious.

The licking on the lips, the constantly clenched and relaxed hands, and Shi Zhuo bent her knees to push her legs away.

"Sister, aren't you ashamed?" She whispered, bit her ear, and chuckled.

Shizhuo's nature is extremely evil, and he is never ashamed of anything.

In his view, there are only what you want and what you don't want.

Only what can be killed and what cannot be killed.

There is another exception, that is her, Shizhuo almost like a child who got some novelty toy and can't put it down.

And always testing where her bottom line is.

Or to put it another way, to test her connivance with him, where can she go.

He is such a bad person, he needs more indulgence.

Licking his lips, a sweet smile appeared on Shi Zhuo's pure face, but his words were full of shameless words that made people imagine: "Senior sister, do you know where we are..."

Song Le was blindfolded, and when he heard his low-pitched question, he seemed to understand what he was going to do.

His face flushed even more, it was unacceptable, but he had to bear it.

"In the classroom, many students are watching." The pure voice outlined a non-existent picture calmly.

Obviously there was no one in the classroom and there was no sound, but Shi Zhuo speciously bewitched and misled her.

At the same time, Song Lexin trembled suddenly when his fingers pierced, bit his lip quickly, and tightened his hands around his neck to ensure that he would not fall down.

"Shi Zhuo... um... that's enough, don't, don't make trouble... Shi Zhuo..." Song Le's voice was almost filled with a faint pleading, her whole body was feverish, and her mind was muddled .

It is simply impossible to imagine what will happen next.

But, not enough.Just stop here, how can it be enough.

Shi Zhuo's eyes were slightly darkened, and before her eyes she couldn't see, her lips curled up with a curve that was almost cruel and cold-blooded.

He wants to see his senior sister, abandoning all shame and self-esteem for him, moral justice, changing her mood only for him, revealing an appearance that others will never see, and will only care about him forever and only in her eyes. Can reflect him.

So, how can you be satisfied so easily.

"Senior sister, it's not good to lie to others, you obviously like it, right?" Shi Zhuo kissed the corner of her lips, and asked innocently with a smile.

"Also, senior sister, are you sure you don't need to cover your mouth well? It will be bad when the teacher hears senior sister's strange voice." Shizhuo smiled more and reminded kindly and considerately.

"... Woo." Song Le was already desperate at this moment, and wanted to cry a little.

She heard it, Shi Zhuo will not stop today, no matter what, he hasn't played enough, so he will drag her to continue playing shamelessly like this...

"Senior sister, the teacher is gone, you can speak now." Shi Zhuo seemed to be addicted to playing.

"Hurry up, I want to hear my sister say that she likes me." She kept coquettishly saying.

"Senior, tell me you like me, or I'll really be serious here." A half smile is not a smile.

Acting like a baby can't hide the nature of threatening fiercely when he is in a hurry.

Song Le was tormented enough, confused, sobbed and said tremblingly that I like you, and then he was let off.

Her legs softened suddenly, and she fell into Shi Zhuo's satisfied and firm embrace.

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