What if there are no inhibitors?

Song Zhiwei quickly walked to the bathroom with his slippers on, wanting to take a cold bath.

But I still have to learn how to use the bathtub.

This thing is a bit old-fashioned, and it is manual, but at least it has little cognitive gap with him. After half a minute of messing with it, the faucet on the bathtub began to splash cold water.

The sound of water murmured for a long time before it barely submerged the bottom of a bathtub.

Song Zhiwei, who was in a state of neither plague nor fire, was even more irritable, turned around and turned on the faucet on the basin, plunged into the faucet pipe, squinted his eyes and let the cold water flow on his face.

The restless feeling of wanting to undress was relieved for a moment.

After getting up for a while, and waiting for the water on his face to stay down his neck, Song Zhiwei felt that his whole body was hotter and itchy. moisture.

Otherwise, why would my face get hotter and hotter?

Although it was just scratching one's boots, it was better than nothing. After getting a moment of coolness, he couldn't bear to give up. Song Zhiwei stuck his head under the faucet again.

A steady stream of cold water flowed over his face, so comfortable that he didn't want to get up.

After repeated several times, he noticed that there was just a mirror in front of him, which could reflect his upper body.

The face in the mirror is still the same face.But his ears and neck were red, and his face was covered with water.The wet eyes were expressing indescribable emotions.

Song Zhiwei frowned at once, and the person in the mirror frowned slightly.

picture…

Like a poor little child who longs to be relieved but desire/desire is stuck in his eyebrows and eyes.

"Fuck." Song Zhiwei had goosebumps all over his body with nausea.When was he in such a mess?

For people in his original world, sexual intercourse is the most wonderful moment.

Even an ordinary cub can exude a different kind of temptation during puberty.

And the taste of sexual intercourse during sexual intercourse is much more exciting than aphrodisiacs.

The feeling of returning to the original is blood spurting.

A lot of people are waiting for the period to have a good time.

But Song Zhiwei was extremely taboo about these things, and quickly took inhibitors as soon as the sexual period came.

The inhibitors in their world are so advanced, there is nothing wrong with one shot.

It's not like this place, no... the more I think about it, the more angry I get! ! !

He hammered the faucet with his fist, grabbed the hem of the clothes with both hands and turned them up, the T-shirt was taken off, and the pants were also taken off in threes and fives.

A fierce child plunged into the bathtub.

"Whoo~"

The icy cold water soaked the whole body, and the irritable anger was instantly relieved.

Song Zhiwei couldn't help shrinking down until the cold water flooded his neck.

The fundus of the eyes becomes clear.

When his head cleared up, he suddenly remembered Liu Fengxia's familiar disdainful and soft attitude during the day, which made his heart tingle.

In the original world, the companion beasts of mother and father are snow leopard owls respectively.

Only he awakened a rabbit.

In that world where the jungle preys on the weak, his parents disliked softness very much.There are also those who say they hate iron but not steel, and there are also those who say they look down on them.

The complicated attitude of his parents made his feelings complicated.

It is even more powerful in this world, Ms. Liu directly told him to throw away Ruan Ruan.

It seems that no matter which world's parents, they really despise him as always.

He held his breath and lay down with his whole body until the water covered his head.

Gulu Gulu exhaled, like a goldfish, floating up from the bottom of the pool one by one with transparent bubbles.

Song Zhiwei got up when his whole body was a little soft.He gradually felt that the things that followed were beyond the control of cold water, and he stumbled back to the bed.

There was still water all over his body, but he couldn't control that much, and fell into the bed and hugged the bedding.

Although he has no experience, he also heard that as long as he vents, it will be fine.

But the number of times he has blasphemed himself can be counted on the fingers.

Treating that aspect of things is very cold and indifferent.

And it's not out of heart, I came here specially to spend the ** period, I always feel that it's not a good taste.

But all the cells in his body were clamoring, he pursed his lips, shook his hands outside the quilt, and slowly slid into the quilt.

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Just now in the bathtub, I can still think about it and divert my mind. No mother in this world likes Ruanruan.What a coincidence, to live with a good person...

But now I am completely burned out of will by the burning desire/desire that cannot be released.

...

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After the first wave of peaks, Song Zhiwei got out of bed and checked the time on his phone. It was the first day that passed.

The ** period is generally three days.

His stomach growled with hunger, and now that he had strength, he was going to go down to have some food.

When I got out of bed, the feeling of stepping on the floor was like stepping on clouds, which felt unreal. When I turned around and looked down, I saw that the bed sheet had been twisted all over by him.

Wrinkled.

The arc of the corner of his mouth was pressed down again.

While pinching her temples, she went downstairs. The aunt I met yesterday had already prepared meals in the dining room.

"I wanted to call you just now, but you came down by yourself."

Song Zhiwei instinctively didn't want to see anyone during this period of time, so he said in a clear voice, "Auntie, you don't come in the next two days, I have something to do."

"Okay." The aunt looked up here: "Yo, Zhiwei, what's the matter with your face. Do you have a fever?"

"No, I slept too much."

"The voice is not strong, and it seems that the burn is still a bit high."

"I know, auntie." Song Zhiwei said seriously: "I will go to the doctor by myself, but you really don't need to come these two days."

"I know, I know, I'm just cooking for you during the winter and summer vacations. Are you going to start school soon?"

"do not know."

"Okay, I also made today's meal, you eat slowly." After saying that, the woman took her cloth bag and went out. "Goodbye, Auntie."

"Crack."

Song Zhiwei heaved a sigh of relief when the gate was closed tightly and he was the only one in the whole space.

There are two meat, one vegetarian and one soup on the table, and the portion is very small.

But it was more than enough for him to eat alone.

After eating, he was about to take a step up the stairs. He was afraid that he would not have the strength to get up the next two times, so he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Open the refrigerator.

Fortunately, there are quite a lot of things in the refrigerator, and it is quite dazzling at a glance.He took six boxes of milk, two big bags of bread, one bag of biscuits, three ham sausages, and some snacks.

There were too many to hold, so he took the kitchen basket to store these grain reserves.

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As it turned out, the first day of sex was a piece of cake.

The second day is called desire/fire burns the body.

The strength in his hands was even a little self-defeating.

...

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The three-day prostitution period finally passed, and Song Zhiwei felt finally relieved, but thinking about spending every month like this in the future, he was afraid and at a loss.

If that's the case, that's too bad.

Song Zhiwei felt like he couldn't laugh or cry, what the hell was going on, he never thought that one day he would be worried about the sexual problem of not having inhibitors.

Sensing Ruanruan's request, Song Zhiwei released it from the spiritual realm, and Ruanruan jumped up on the bed with his ears raised, Song Zhiwei laughed and scolded it: "You are comfortable, I am still annoying."

His body was sticky and wet, Song Zhiwei went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

When I was taking a bath, I looked down at my little brother who was red and sore, he was almost bald.

**, a little want to cry.

Maybe the feeling of self-blasphemy is still not as good as papapapapapapapapapapapa. Although the period has passed, he is still limp, like an elk basking in the sun on a green grass, a little tired.

He went up and tore off the sheet, and threw it into the washing machine in a ball with the sheet.

As soon as he returned to the room after washing the sheets, the door was knocked twice and quickly opened.

Liu Fengxia, dressed in professional attire, walked in and ordered him without saying a word: "Come out and go buy your things."

Song Zhiwei was puzzled: "What?"

"From next semester, you will live on campus for me."