Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Fu Jingsheng rolled Rong Yan to the desk, and the sunlight fell on the two people's faces through the window.

"Rong Yan, you sit in this seat." Rong Yan herself had forgotten about it in the third row by the window, but Fu Jingsheng actually remembered it.

The woman was surprised: "How do you know?"

Fu Jingsheng raised his eyebrows and pointed to the classroom not far away: "My classroom is over there. I always pass by this corridor when I go to the bathroom. I often look at you secretly. Rong Yan, don't you even leave after class? You always sit at the table. next to me, and always sleeps on my stomach.”

Rong Yan remembers this habit. She doesn't like running around after class and always likes to lie down and take a nap.

"Did you often peek at me at that time?"

"Look openly, if you don't lie down, you should find me." Fu Jingsheng jumped on the desk, "It's still you who are going around in circles."

Rong Yan also sat up, swinging her legs back and forth: "Oh, it's my fault for sleeping, otherwise I would have found you looking at me, causing me to have unrequited love for so many years."

Fu Jingsheng put his arms around Rong Yan's shoulders: "Think about it from another perspective. I have been restrained but still haven't forgotten you, which strengthens my determination to be with you. Those who are finally obtained will be cherished even more."

"Rong Yan, let's go somewhere." Fu Jingsheng took his wife down, held her hand and ran out.

Finally stopped in front of the old library.

The door was closed, and the man tried to push it. The door actually opened. The bookshelf was still there, but the books had been emptied. Fu Jingsheng found his usual seat: "Rong Yan, I remember this is here, you like to sit here. The man roughly gestured, "It's right here, but it's a pity that the desk is no longer there."

"Come here." Rong Yan hooked Fu Jingsheng's arm and walked to a bookshelf. "The bookshelf that protected me is still here. I was secretly watching you here. Fu Jingsheng, you like to bite your pen when you are doing homework."

Fu Jingsheng stood where Rong Yan was; "Yes, I was in that direction." The man suddenly leaned over and kissed Rong Yan's forehead, "Tell me, when you were standing here, what did you think when you saw me? Do you want to fall in love with me? "

Rong Yan denied: "Of course not. You are so handsome and eye-catching. I only look at you to prolong your life."

"Don't admit it?" The man's lips curled up and he smiled evilly. He held Rong Yan's waist and pushed her to the bookshelf. He supported the bookshelf with his other hand and looked at her from top to bottom. "You never thought of kissing me secretly." ?”

"How could I have the courage?" Rong Yan said without hesitation, "I was embarrassed to look at you at that time. How could I dare to kiss you secretly? Fu Jingsheng, you must have thought about kissing me secretly. It turns out that you had lusted after me at that time. ?”

"So? No way? My future wife, I can't think of how to kiss her?" Fu Jingsheng did not deny it. He took a step forward, his abdomen and Rong Yan were pressed together, and the hot breath from the tip of his nose blew on the woman's earlobe, "I Not only do I want to kiss you, but when people in the dormitory talk about getting a room, you will appear in my mind, and I even thought about getting your first time."

Rong Yan:......

She grabbed his shoulders with both hands: "Okay, I had such lustful thoughts at that time."

"Well, is there something abnormal about being in your twenties? I didn't really do it, but later I thought that if you gave it to someone else for the first time, I wouldn't want you."

Rong Yan raised her head and bit the man: "So you are also a superficial person."

Fu Jingsheng clasped the woman's neck and pulled her into his arms: "I just had an idea, but then I told myself that even if your first time doesn't belong to me, I can accept it, but I didn't expect that I would actually get married. You, and, that was our first time.”

The two talked for a while, and Fu Jingsheng reacted unknowingly: "Rong Yan, I want to sleep with you in the library. Isn't this too dirty? Although this is no longer a school."

Rong Yan nodded deliberately: "Yes, then President Fu won't do it?"

Fu Jingsheng shook his head: "No, I came here just to have sex with you at school to make up for the regrets I had at that time. If I had been with you earlier, my energy should be better than now."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, when I was in my early twenties, I would be with you, not once a day, but at least three times a day." He lifted Rong Yan's waist with both hands and leaned against his desire.

The bulging thing was pressed against her waist and abdomen, and Rong Yan took a breath: "Then I have to say that it's a good thing we weren't together at that time, otherwise would I still be alive to this day? Fu Jingsheng, please control yourself."

The arrow was on the string, but he couldn't control it. Fu Jingsheng took Rong Yan's hand away and held the bulging bag.

He drives up and down.

"Fu Jingsheng, I'll do it myself." Rong Yan opened the man's hand.

Fu Jingsheng turned over and leaned his back on the bookshelf, letting Rong Yan lie on top of him.

Rong Yan unbuttoned the man's clothes, put one hand through the clothes and wrapped it around the man's back. The other hand covered his chest and kissed him with her lips.

"Yeah! Wife." Fu Jingsheng couldn't help but look up and held the back of Rong Yan's head in his hands, "It feels so comfortable."

"Tell me, how many times did you think about me when you were in college?" Rong Yan asked, biting the man hard.

The confused and obsessed man said without thinking: "Many times, whenever someone mentions this matter, the first thing I think of is you. The first time I had a wet dream, it was also because you appeared in the dream."

Rong Yan called him a good guy in her heart. Fu Jingsheng hid it so well that she didn't even notice that this man had a crush on her.

She then pinched the man's waist and said, "I couldn't control it back then, why can't I do it now? No matter how much you endure it, you obviously like me, but you actually refuse my confession, causing me to be embarrassed in front of so many people, and I get angry just thinking about it. , I won’t do it anymore.”

Rong Yan moved away from Fu Jingsheng.

The man who had just tasted the sweetness seemed to be pulled down from the clouds. He stood there for a few seconds, and then went to hug Rong Yan: "Honey, do you want my life? I can make a statement in the classmate group. , tell everyone that I liked you at that time, please don’t stop, okay?”

His tone was low and seemed to be pleading.

Rong Yan clasped her hands in front of her and turned her face away deliberately: "Whoever wants to make a statement, I want you to tell everyone at the class reunion."

"Okay, if you ask me to call everyone over and explain, I agree. Wife, let's continue." Fu Jingsheng half-squinted his eyes.

Rong Yan kissed the man's neck and planted a strawberry hard: "That's it, let everyone see."

Fu Jingsheng held up his wife's butt and placed it on the bookshelf. He lifted her legs and started to harden her.

He pulled down the woman's pants and hung them on one leg.

Kissed her ankle.

Rong Yan couldn't move, her whole body trembled and her voice trembled after being kissed.

She originally wanted to tease Fu Jingsheng, but now she was teased by him. She gave up her struggle, propped her elbows on the bookshelf, and tilted her head back.

Fu Jingsheng kissed her all the way up, his tongue stopped at the base of the woman's ear, and he licked it gently. Rong Yan completely lost her mind and put her hands on the man's back, pulling her towards her.