Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

"Teacher, that man looks so fierce, is he going to rob him?" Tan Yihui swiped his bicycle forward and obliquely blocked in front of me, "When he comes over, you run first, I'll hit him with the bicycle This villain is so tall, he can't beat him with bare hands."

I:"....."

"Is the hair easy to touch?"

I continued to walk forward and turned my head to ask him.

Tan Yihui was stunned: "Ah? Teacher, don't go any further, it's dangerous!"

"Are you still touching? If you don't touch me, I'll go back." I said, "I know that person, he is not a bad person, he just looks fierce... he is very nice and gentle.

Tan Yihui's face turned red slightly, he looked at Mu Junchen suspiciously, and then looked at me in confusion.

The youthful pure and innocent affection in his eyes is just like the Mu Junchen I first met.

Boys will change when they grow up, and maybe I will change one day, getting worse, becoming more complicated, and becoming more desires.

Growing up can be so sad.Tan Yihui followed me all the way to Mu Junchen.

"Teacher, although he is very handsome, I still think he is a bad guy." Tan Hui said in a low voice.

"Who is this?" Mu Junchen looked Tan Yihui up and down, and asked with a cold face.

Me: "My student, how do you know I'm here?"

Mu Junchen glanced at me, but didn't speak, his gaze passed over me, and he looked at Tan Yihui displeasedly: "Boy, why are you touching his hair?"

"We were just kidding. He has never seen a boy with long hair. He is curious and wants to touch it. What's wrong? It's just hair." I replied, "Besides, they are all men, senior...you won't be angry right?"

Mu Junchen stared at me with red eyes, looking like he wanted to curse but couldn't, he took my backpack and said, "Let's go, what time is it? How long are you going to stand here?"

"The teacher is gone, you go home, bye."

I waved to Tan Yihui and followed Mu Junchen away.

Because we were delayed for a while, we missed the last bus back to school here.

Mu Junchen said to take a taxi, but at this point and in this area, the online taxi is not available. Occasionally, there are taxis passing by on the road, and they are all about to get off work, and no one in the car keeps waving.

"Senior, let's go ahead, there is a subway station across this road." I said.

Mu Junchen put away his mobile phone and walked side by side with me.

The autumn wind rolled up the fallen leaves, and on the bicycle lane beside the road, teenagers in school uniforms were speeding on bicycles, laughing and cursing loudly.

"Damn, that kid, what does he mean by following us?" Mu Junchen suddenly became irritable, "You look at his eyes, as if I am a robber and rape|rapist? Are you afraid that I will do something to you?" I turned around and saw that Tan Yihui was indeed riding a bicycle slowly behind us from a certain distance. When he looked at me, his eyes were worried, and when he looked at Mu Junchen, he was full of vigilance and vigilance.

It's kind of funny.

"Go home Tan Yihui, don't follow the teacher!" I waved at him, "It's okay!" Tan Yihui finally turned around and left.

Mu Junchen croaked in my ear: "Didn't you mean Nunchaku Club practice? Why did you come here? That your student just now? Are you tutoring? You started tutoring when you were a freshman? It will delay Do you know if you study?"

I didn't explain, and asked him: "Senior, how do you know I'm here? Are you here specially waiting for me?"

Mu Junchen stopped talking, his expression was sullen, and his brows were wrinkled with anger.

"Don't go back, anyway, tomorrow is Saturday, and the subway station will have to walk for a long time." Mu Junchen suddenly pulled me to a stop, and motioned me to look at a hotel on the side of the road, "Sleep here late.

’ I knew what he wanted to do: ‘I have to volunteer tomorrow. "

"Autistic children's training center? I checked the map. It's closer from here. Let's sleep here. We haven't slept in a long time. I'll take a taxi to take you there tomorrow morning."

"I'm not feeling well." I lied.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Mu Junchen's face was very ugly, "Could it be that you are still here as an aunt?"

I secretly grasped the strap of my schoolbag and shook my head: "No, I feel a little sick to my stomach.

"Really uncomfortable?" Mu Junchen looked at me suspiciously, with a worried expression on his face, "When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me before? Have you taken any medicine? Go to the hospital?"

I didn't expect him to care about me so seriously, so I thought about it and said, "It's just that I can't digest the lunch, and my stomach is a little bloated, it's nothing.

Mu Junchen was dubious, and nodded: "Just open a room to sleep, okay? Just sleep, and we won't do anything else if you feel uncomfortable. Now it's too difficult to take a taxi, and I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep, huh?"

Without waiting for my answer, he dragged me inside and asked the front desk skillfully for a room with a double bed.

I stood on the side, pulling the strap of my schoolbag. I wanted to walk, but after thinking about it, I forgot it. He said that he only wanted to sleep, and it would be too hypocritical for me to insist on leaving. , I said: "If you are sleepy, go take a shower first, and I will wash after you finish. Mu Junchen didn't answer, threw my schoolbag on the floor, grabbed my waist with both hands and squeezed me against the wall. He lowered his forehead and pressed his forehead against mine. I was very uncomfortable, and turned my head: "What are you doing?"

"I want to kiss you." Mu Junchen's scorching breath sprayed on my face, and his lips chased after me.

I turned my head again and avoided it: "I told you, I'm not feeling well."

"Aren't you feeling sick to your stomach?" Mu Junchen said with suppressed anger in his voice, "Your mouth is also uncomfortable now?"

He pressed me, and stretched his hand from the hem of my clothes, rubbing and pressing on my abdomen for a while.

"Is it really flatulence? The stomach is so flat, where did the gas come from? Look at me rubbing it for a while, but you still don't hiccup. Is it flatulence, or is it somewhere else?" f7af-

There is no benefit to being tough with him, so I showed weakness: "Senior, it hurts..."

Mu Junchen was taken aback, immediately withdrew his hand, and said nervously: "It's really uncomfortable? I didn't press it hard, where does it hurt?

He put his hands on my stomach gently through the clothes: "Here? Or here?"

"I want to throw up." I pushed him away, covered my mouth, and went into the bathroom.

The door was locked, and I turned on the faucet to the maximum, sat on the toilet seat, took out my mobile phone and clicked on the word-remembering software.

It's terrible, the effect of memorizing words like this is not good at all, all the words are remembered with an extra "vomit" sound.

Just remembering a few, I undressed, washed my hair and took a shower.After taking a shower, I completely dried my hair. It took at least an hour to add up the back and forth.

Seeing in the mirror that I look like a girl with disheveled hair, even a bit like Chen Shu, I feel disgusted, so I tied my hair in a ponytail at the back of my head before going out.

Sure enough, Mu Junchen had already fallen asleep on the bed, with his long hands and feet spread out, and his long eyelashes drooping.

The way he sleeps has always looked particularly innocent, which is misleading.I lay down gently on the edge of the bed away from him.

If it weren't for the cold weather, I would be afraid to sleep on the ground. I would actually prefer to sleep on the ground if I caught a cold.I turned off the light and was about to close my eyes and go to sleep when suddenly there was a rustling sound of the quilt on the bed, and a pair of strong arms hugged me from behind.

I struggled, but was tightly bound by him, which had no effect.

"Huaihuai, do you think I'm asleep?" With a snap, he turned on the bedside lamp and pulled the rubber band from my hair, "I'm about to sleep and my hair is still tied up What are you doing? It looks good in clothes."

He grabbed my wrist and cut it backwards, lowered his head, sniffed my hair, the back of my ears and my neck, his high nose gently arched the skirt of the bathrobe, his lips slid against the skin of my chest and waist, and pulled the bathrobe open bring.....

Having not expressed it for over a month, I involuntarily grunted, I really don't want to do these things with him, but I also don't want to struggle too intensely.

The more I care about cleanliness, the more I care about him.Forget it, just treat it as a free cowherd.Thinking of this, I completely relaxed, and even let him let go of my hand, and then reached out to press the back of his head.

Mu Junchen: "..."

"It's my turn." Mu Junchen raised his head, wiped off his lips, and said indifferently.

I turned over, lay on the bed, hugged the pillow and closed my eyes: "Take it easy."

"Is my stomach not uncomfortable?" Mu Junchen picked me up from the bed, "I don't want to do it on the bed.

"I don't want to play tricks, if you don't do it on the bed, then don't do it." I couldn't bear it and said coldly.

He also looked at me coldly, then hugged me to the wall, pressed me from behind, and leaned against the wall.

"Why, only on the bed? Didn't you used to be able to go wherever I wanted? You can also wear women's clothing, and you can also wear sexy underwear. Why, are you so disobedient today?"

He pressed the back of my neck, venting like a male dog in heat.I closed my eyes, propped my hands against the wall, and endured silently. My long hair slid down my shoulders with trembling, and liquid flowed from my cheeks. I tasted a little, bitter and salty.I opened a pack of paid cigarettes in the hotel room, sat on the bed and smoked slowly, my moist lips gradually became dry.

Mu Junchen wiped my skinny knee with a bottle of iodine that he had just ordered from a takeaway, and looked at my face with a guilty expression.After the wall, he asked me to kneel on the ground next to the bed and lie on the bay window twice.

"I forgot to let you put a blanket on the floor, damn it." Mu Junchen blew on my knee, "Huaihuai, you, when did you learn to smoke? You look a little proficient... ..”

"It's been more than a month. You don't want me to smoke, do you? I'm sorry, then I won't smoke.

"Hey!" Mu Junchen's face changed suddenly, he grabbed my wrist, looked at the two fingers I was pinching the cigarette end just now, blew on it a few times, and said angrily, "What are you doing! I didn't tell you not to smoke! You Why are you pinching the cigarette like that! It will burn you!

I said lightly: "Because I feel that you don't like me like this, you don't like disobedient Zhunzhun, are you senior?"