Xu Jun's life

In order to prevent Li Xiu from being taken away by his father in the middle of the night, I let Li Xiu sleep in the cleaned up guest room, and discussed with him whether children should swear or not.

I went back to my room and fell asleep. As usual, I couldn’t sleep until eleven o’clock. Li Zhurong walked in quietly and surprised me when I went to bed.

"Teacher isn't asleep yet?" He stretched out his arms and naturally hooked me over, with a smile in his voice: "Waiting for me?"

I was turned over by him, and I only saw a pair of eyes with light in the darkness. Even if I couldn't see the expression clearly, I knew he was smiling.

"Where did you come in?" I lay on my side and looked at him.

His hair was still a little damp at the tips, obviously he had taken a bath, and his nightgown exposed a large part of his chest, as if he was coming to sleep.

He didn't answer me, he just scratched my face with his fingers one by one, stroked and scratched along the neck and into the pajamas.

I grabbed his hand.

"Don't mess around." I warned him in a low voice.

"The soundproofing of this house is very good..." He smiled like a fox, and his other hand had already quietly penetrated into my left chest under my pajamas: "Teacher, the wound here has healed."

Like a fish being thrown ashore, I panicked instinctively, trying to get up and run away, but he easily pinned me down, and he said in a nasal voice, "Teacher, why are you running..."

I'm not stupid, of course I want to run.

"Don't mess around, I have to go to school tomorrow, if I can't get up, my mother will be suspicious..." I panicked, and I had whatever reason I got.

He laughed.

"I'll take the teacher to report on the school's affairs in two days." Fingers slid down my back like a fish, until they reached the edge of my pajama pants, and smiled maliciously: "If the teacher can't get up, go upstairs Go to sleep."

I froze all over: "You live upstairs?"

"Yes." He smiled at me confidently: "I opened up the floor, and put a staircase from the study to come down."

I was blown away by him.

He didn't relax for a moment, bit my face a few times, took off my pajamas, observed in the dark for a while, and then told me very seriously: "I think it can be done."

My arm was pulled away, and he easily pressed it down. I only struggled a few times, and was crushed underneath. I was so anxious that I scolded him loudly: "There is something wrong with your brain, I don't want to do it..."

"But the teacher is already hard." He stretched out his hand and fiddled with my avatar twice, even with a bit of aggrieved tone: "The teacher always scolds me for the sake of face."

I'm not doing it for the sake of face, let alone face, I can't even keep the inside.

"You're not scolding you," I held back my breath and reasoned with him: "It's just a normal physiological reaction, you don't want to do this all day long..."

"This is a normal need." He reasoned with me while pulling off my trousers: "The teacher is too hard, and he can do what he wants. Is there still interest?"

I was so angry with him that I couldn't speak.

The slender fingers just rubbed twice, and my whole body began to sweat. I just felt that the blood all over my body was rushing to somewhere, and my face was about to burn.

The bedside lamp flicked on.

I instinctively shrank under him: "...don't turn on the light."

"I want to do it while looking at the teacher's face." His voice was hoarse because of depression.

I was so ashamed by him, I could only close my eyes and act like an ostrich.The moment the body was invaded, the whole body tensed up.

The long fingers stretched straight to the bottom, scratching the sensitive mucous membrane viciously, as if being invaded from the inside of the body, an uneasy feeling of a foreign body.I stretched my fingertips to the bottom and pressed hard on the fatal point, and my whole body curled up.He hugged my back tightly, raised his fingers stained with transparent liquid to my eyes, bit my earlobe and smiled: "Look, the teacher is soaked..."

I was so angry that I bit his neck, the smooth skin was covered with a firm texture, the bite was unexpectedly delicious, the fingers in my body suddenly increased like revenge, and I poked the bottom with lubricating grease again and again, digging mercilessly , My tears poured out uncontrollably.

"Don't...don't do this," I begged him with a crying voice. At this time, I always have no position.

"Hush, bear with me, teacher, it will be fine soon..." He didn't know whether he was comforting me or teasing me: "It's all because the teacher is too tight..."

"Why don't you say that you are not young enough!" I cried and scolded him: "Animals."

He laughed and gnawed on my chest recklessly, using the tip of his tongue to pick up the protruding sensitive granule, nibbling viciously, with the tingling pleasure that paralyzed the heart.

"Teacher, I'm coming in..." He wiped the sweat off my face and kissed my cheek: "Look at me."

The dark blue eyes are as mysterious as the finest sapphires in the dim light, and there is a terrifying flame hidden in the depths, as if it will swallow you up at any time.He hooked my waist and forced me to stick to his body. His body was hot like a ball of fire.

It was as if there was an empty crack in the body, and the overly thick meat wedge was squeezed in brutally, crushing the sensitive mucous membrane inch by inch, making a blushing rubbing sound.To be filled and violated, to go into depths never reached.

"Get out, it's so uncomfortable..." Tears welled up uncontrollably, and I couldn't open my eyes.

"It will be over soon." The tone was so gentle, and the movements were almost brutal. The legs were stretched to the limit, and the slender and strong waist squeezed in. He stood up unexpectedly, as if he was about to be pierced.

Being held by the hip bone, piercing straight into the deepest part, grinding on the sensitive point, the horribly deep, shuddering sweet pleasure whipped the spine like a whip, stepped back for a moment, and hit it hard again.The thick meat wedge rubbed against the sensitive inner wall without letting go for a moment, making a shameful sound of water, the lower body seemed to be incontinent, and the bed sheet was sticky.

"Liar..." His voice became hoarse from crying, tears flowed all over his face, and was gently wiped dry by someone. The man smiled viciously in his ear: "I didn't lie to the teacher, isn't it very comfortable now?"

"Cheat... cheat..." It was too embarrassing to be choked on by my own saliva. I instinctively wanted to turn my face away, but was dragged by my hip bone and slammed into it hard. I could only scream loudly: "Be gentle!" ..."

"It's already very light." He took my hand to touch the joint part in a wicked way: "Teacher, it's so tight here, don't be light, I'm afraid it will be broken by me."

"rogue!"

I don't know what angered that person, and I was pulled up from the bed. The person pinched my chin and forced me to kiss him, and bit my lip viciously: "What did the teacher call me?"

"Hooligans! Unreasonable! Rapist... ah..." Being hit hard, he pretended to fly.

The young man with a cold face stared at me with a smirk: "Since the teacher said so, I'll show it to the teacher once."

He was pressed on the bed and threatened with a broken face, "If the teacher doesn't look at me, he will put his finger in it too."When I ejaculated, I went to the deepest part of it so badly that I curled up all over.Then he opened his legs and stretched his fingers in to stir them. The sticky liquid flowed out slowly along the thighs and was even smeared on his body a lot.Then he was picked up, sat on his lap, opened the buttocks, and penetrated to the deepest part.

He deliberately shot inside, each time getting deeper, as if he wanted to swear his sovereignty.In the end, I completely lost control and cried and begged him to let me go. He smiled so that the corners of his lips curled up, pinched my weak body, and bit my earlobe deeply with his eyes: "Isn't the teacher going to have a baby? With me I have given birth..." The slender fingers smeared the sticky liquid on my legs: "The teacher's belly is full of my sperm, I wonder if she will be pregnant?"

There was a "boom" in my head, as if I was burned.She reached out to slap him twice, but couldn't even lift her hand.

The frequency exceeded the body load, and the whole person seemed to be hollowed out from the inside out by pleasure. Before I fell into a coma, I only remembered him nervously kissing my knuckles and calling me teacher.

I slept very restlessly.

I vaguely heard him talking to my mother, and there seemed to be many voices buzzing beside my ears. I wanted to struggle to wake up, but I couldn't open my eyes.

I thought I was haunted.

It was later discovered that the body was too tired.

Like being run over by a truck, I can't move a single finger, and my eyelids are heavy.

"Shh, teacher, sleep for a while, it's only afternoon now." Li Zhurong's voice came from beside his ear.

I tried to open my eyes.

He was wearing a white shirt, no tie, the collar was unbuttoned, his eyes were as deep as ever, and his face was full of radiance. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me.

I looked around.

I didn't leave my bedroom, but I was refreshed and the sheets were changed.

"What... did you do?" I realized that my voice was hoarse as soon as I spoke.

"Teacher, don't talk yet." He poured a glass of water, helped me up to drink, I refused to drink, stared at him and asked, "What did you do?"

He took a sip of water, pinned the back of my head with ease, and forced me to drink it.

"I stayed with the teacher until five o'clock in the morning," he told me with a calm face, "then I helped the teacher take a bath, changed the sheets, took the sheets out, and then my aunt came in to see the teacher. I told her that the teacher was me. Yes, stop thinking about letting the teacher have children."

He did it on purpose.

He even has a plan.

No matter how open my mother is, if she can accept the matter between me and him, she will see her son having sex with a man, lying on the bed covered in hickeys, and it will be proved that he is a homosexual who cannot have children with a woman. is another matter.

"I know the teacher wants to beat me very much now," he told me calmly, "but if the teacher wants to regain strength to beat me, he needs to sleep for at least one day."

I've recovered from the initial shock.

"I won't beat you." I said to him coldly, "It's useless to beat you, you're a psycho, you should see a psychiatrist."