Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

Yun Huai felt a little strange.

Intuitively speaking, it seems a bit dangerous, with a feeling of hair standing on end, although in fact, as a mermaid, he has no body hair.

"Nan Qiao, what are you doing?" Yun Huai still couldn't hold himself back and asked, his eyes full of confusion.

Nan Qiao blinked innocently and tilted his head slightly: "Didn't I already say it?"

"Relax, and then test Xiaoyu's learning results..."

"Hurry up and write." Nan Qiao held Yun Huai's hand and put it on the paper, stood behind him, leaned his upper body forward to Yun Huai's ear, and gently bit his jade-white round earlobe, "Do it right There is a reward."

Nan Qiao's movements were casual and carefree, and he regarded it as an ordinary matter, but for Yun Huai, it was a completely different feeling.

It was as if his ears had touched an electric eel, and a tingling sensation spread to his cerebral cortex. Yunhuai could not help but tremble, and his hand could not help but tighten his pen. The hem of his shirt swayed with his body, making the feeling around him even weirder.

"Then what if I didn't do it right?" Yun Huai hid a little uncomfortably, but unfortunately he didn't. He immediately caught the key point of Nan Qiao's words.

"You didn't do it right..." After seeing Yun Huai's dodge, Nan Qiao didn't deliberately try to embarrass him. He chuckled, stepped back, and kindly let Yun Huai go.

A faint laugh rang in my ears, swinging swaying, like the uninhibited song of a wanderer, loose and free. The laughter seemed to be tainted with Nan Qiao's body temperature, which was a bit hot for a mermaid, making Yun Huai feel a little warm unconsciously.

Nan Qiao smiled quite gently, but what she said was far less gentle than she looked on the surface: "Then Xiaoyu will have to accept punishment."

"what?"

Yunhuai's Adam's apple rolled down uneasily, and his throat was a little dry: "Punishment...what is it?"

"Well, let's talk about it later. After all, you won't know until you write it. Xiaoyu may not be punished. You have to have confidence..." Nan Qiao refused to tell Yun Huai. After a few words of encouragement, he began to urge, "Good boy, hurry up." Just write…”

It is easy for a simple fish to fall into the trap of a hunter with ill intentions. Amidst the temptation and coaxing, Yun Huai obediently held the tip of the pen with two fingers, placed his middle finger under the pen, and adjusted his hand to the correct pen-holding posture.

There are not many questions, and they are not difficult either. They are simple reading pinyin and writing Chinese characters, simple addition and subtraction, and some English words, which Yunhuai can handle.

Of course, the premise is not to be disturbed.

Probably a little tired, Nan Qiao yawned lightly, put his head on Yun Huai's shoulder, and the hand originally placed on the stool was hooked on his waist.

"Nan Qiao..." Yun Huai's back stiffened.

Nan Qiao tilted his head and rubbed the side of Yunhuai's neck, and said lazily: "I'll hold him for a while, and you can continue, don't worry about me."

Yun Huai bit his lower lip, his eyelashes trembling slightly: "...Oh."

The slightly warmer hands were placed on the waist and abdomen through a thin layer of shirt. Yun Huai tightened his waist unconsciously, and his abdominal muscles were outlined in an unobstructed way.

But it's not over yet. This hand is gradually becoming dissatisfied with the feeling of not being able to touch the flesh through a barrier.

"Hmm!" The tip of the pen suddenly drew a messy mark on the white paper.

"Nan...Nan Qiao?" Yun Huai's breathing suddenly became chaotic, "You want to..."

Didn't she say she was going to do some questions?

"Yes." Nan Qiao kissed Yun Huai's cheek, but the meat has to be stewed slowly to be fragrant, right?

"But you have to finish writing the topic first."

"You can't not do your job properly." Nan Qiao said in an extremely serious tone.

Yun Huai continued to write. Suddenly, for some reason, he bowed down, his originally straight back bent down, and he trembled slightly.

On the table, his arms also lost some strength, and his fingers were out of control of his brain. In just a few breaths, there were a few more abrupt marks on the clean paper.

"Nan Qiao..." Yun Huai reached out to grab Nan Qiao's hand, his palm attached to the back of Nan Qiao's hand, "I can't write..."

"Can I stop doing the questions?"

How can a good student not do the questions? Of course it's definitely not possible.

Nan Qiao seriously rejected Yun Huai.

Yun Huai was hit, groaned again, and his body became uncomfortable. Suddenly he lost the strength and fell down. His head hung on the table, and his long silver hair spread out, reflecting a soft and moist light like silk.

"No, Xiaoyu." Nan Qiao shook his head with a smile and repeated it again. The hand covered by Yunhuai on the back of his hand was now hanging down weakly, occasionally shaking with his trembling body.

"Nan Qiao..." Yun Huai really couldn't write any more, his eyes were half closed, and his eyes were scattered and focused.

The room was so stuffy that Yun Huai's breathing was a little heavy. It was hoarse and humid, with dense water vapor floating in the room and echoing everywhere.

"Why did you stop? I haven't finished writing yet." Nan Qiao popped Yun Huai's head and asked in a hoarse voice, "Or is Xiaoyu already planning to accept punishment?"

Yun Huai was completely lost. He had no idea what Nan Qiao was talking about, and his head was empty.

Every time his eyes condensed, they would be broken up again the next second, leaving only bits and pieces of broken light, shining together with the water light.

"Nan Qiao, the question is too difficult and I can't do it." Yun Huai softly begged for mercy.

But Nan Qiao was not soft-hearted. He smiled softly, glanced at the half-empty paper, and directly made a decision for Yun Huai: "Then Xiaoyu will accept the punishment."

"I...accept." Yun Huai bit his lip and had no other choice but to agree. Even if he actually knew that Nan Qiao did it on purpose, so what, Yu would definitely do what he promised.

...

Small pearls slid down the corners of the eyes and fell onto the table with a tinkling sound, making a few crisp sounds.

Nan Qiao took a step forward, picked up a pearl that was left on the table, and held it together with other small pearls in the palm of his hand: "What are you going to do with these pearls, Xiaoyu?"

"It's up to you." Yun Huai lazily raised his eyelids and didn't care. He remembered that humans seem to like their mermaid tears very much. Nan Qiao is a human, so he should also like it.

Nan Qiao raised his eyebrows and showed a successful smile: "This is what Xiaoyu said himself."

After that, she leaned into Yun Huai's ear and whispered something.

What! Yun Huai's eyes suddenly widened, his originally lazy expression suddenly faded away, and his face suddenly turned red. This, this, this...

"You can't escape, good little fish."

"Cunning humans!"

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Nan Qiao didn't care about Yun Huai's meaningless "swearing". He smiled and tapped the table with his fingertips.

Yun Huai... gave in.

"Good baby." Nan Qiao nodded with satisfaction.

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