[Zhongyingmei] dishonest love

"Wait!" Jenny stopped, "Is there any gum? I want a piece." She wanted to make sure the kiss was perfect.

"Yes." He took out a piece of gum from his pocket and handed her a piece, and Peter began to chew himself.

While the two were chewing gum, Peter said, "You chew like a little squirrel."

She began to picture Peter and the squirrel kissing in her mind: "You're making the atmosphere weird."

"My fault." He spat the tasteless gum into the trash can, and Jenny followed suit.

"Second time, come on." Jenny changed her sitting position and leaned towards Peter.

Should you open your eyes or close them?As Peter got closer and closer, Jenny began to lose her composure, tongue kiss?What kind of tongue kiss?Would it be strange to stick out her tongue before kissing or after kissing? Wouldn’t it be weird if it was before...why did she watch TV dramas and movies where the hero and heroine gnawed so smoothly but refused to act more? the plot.

"Hey..." When the kiss was about to arrive, Peter sighed and stopped, "I can't kiss you with your tongue sticking out like a puppy..." Even if he has no experience of tongue kissing, Peter still knows that tongue kissing is not Such.

Withdrawing her tongue, Jenny swallowed: "My fault."

"We've kissed before, why do you care so much about form all of a sudden?" Peter asked her motives.

"That kind of kiss is too pure. As a couple..." Jane covered her lips with her fists. "Anyway, let's try again. The place is not good. How about we sit by the bed?"

Peter nodded and changed places with her: "Ready?"

"Ready."

Holding her shoulder, Peter took a deep breath and closed his eyes slowly approaching.The two lips met, and the wet tip of her tongue licked her lips, numb as if an electric current was flowing, and Jane pushed Peter away reflexively: "Well, I'm sorry, I'm too nervous, do it again, this time I'm sure I won't..."

"Hush." ​​Peter covered her mouth, "It's nothing, you're not ready yet, I don't think it's a good way to force the atmosphere. When the atmosphere arrives, it will be fine."

"But." Jenny took off his hand, "but Liz said tongue kissing is the official certification of a couple." She wanted to "officially confirm" with Peter, but she couldn't tell Mr. Stark, if in the eyes of her friends It's not "official", how aggrieved is this love?

"That's someone else, we are us, why do we have to follow other people's standards." He cupped Jenny's face and kissed it superficially, "For me, this is very good now, don't you like this kind of kiss? "

"……like."

"That's it. That's the end of this matter. You don't have to force yourself to make big strides. Take your time, let's look at the geometry?" Peter got up and walked to the desk.He was also very disappointed, but it was clear that the atmosphere was not right, and Peter didn't intend to make the situation worse. Maybe another date on the weekend would see if the atmosphere would be better. He was already thinking about the arrangements for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

"Hmm." Jenny frowned, "I'm not forcing myself to go one step further, I just want to go one step further with you." She was just too clumsy to do it well.In short, we have to go further today. If tongue kisses are not enough, we can change to other things. She tried her best to recall the rules of getting along with high school couples in TV dramas, and she had——

"Come to class." Peter turned to her with his notebook in hand.

Putting the shirt off by the bed, Jenny kicked off her shoes, and sat on the bed: "Peter...do you want to touch me?" Intimacy is nothing more than those kinds-kissing, groping, stealing Forbidden fruit... the first item cannot be done today, and the last item is suspected of double-crossing the law...

When the notebook fell to the ground, Peter blinked hard a few times, his expression was stiff, and he focused his gaze on her shoulders. He pressed his temple and said with difficulty: "Jenny, what are you doing?!" He thought he was hallucinating?But the illusion was too realistic.

"Do you want to, or don't you want to?" With a little shyness, Jenny lowered her eyes, "I'm not implying that you go to third base, but do you want this level?" This was a decision she had to muster up her courage.The temperature in the room was not low, but after she said this, her whole body was shaking, from blushing to her neck.

Calm down, you look good and you must feel better, she desperately affirmed herself in her heart.

Taking a deep breath and walking towards her step by step, Peter put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her to the bed.

(————I actually wanted to stop here, am I the dividing line of kindness———)

Jenny closed her eyes and waited for his next move.

The quilt was shaken off, and then she was covered. The person who covered her was shaking like Parkinson: "Cough, don't catch a cold."

"I'm not cold!" Jian Ni struggled to sit up and was pushed back again, "I know I'm too thin and I don't have any lines, but I still have a little..." This underwear is push-up type, if you don't take it off It's deceiving, and she's always good at taking care of herself, her skin feels great!

"Then why are you shaking?"

"A little nervous..."

"You're burnt out, don't talk."

"Peer, dey!" A thing called female self-esteem has not yet fully formed and has been shattered into slag. Jane glared at him and was about to lift the quilt and get up.

The hand that wanted to lift the quilt was held by the wrist and fixed on the top of the head, covering her mouth with one hand, Peter lowered his body and approached her: "What are you thinking? Do you think, do you think I touch you and it's over? Once I did this, and I only want more. The actual me may be a little different from what you imagined." Did she think he was a model of herbivore who was so restless that people doubted his sexuality?If so, he's still kind of hurt...

"Hmm...you think um..." In her imagination?In her imagination, Peter is just an ordinary adolescent boy. Even though his other identity is Spider-Man, this will not be the reason for her to make perverted high demands on him. He is very special, he is very ordinary, and he is very...cute , he probably wants to make out with his girlfriend, like any other adolescent.

Jenny wanted to tell him that she didn't imagine him as some weird sort, but Peter just squeezed her mouth tighter.

"Shhh, I... I've tried to act as good as I can, but you can't be defenseless against men because of this. You're turning me into a bad guy, can't you know that? You can't let the beast out of the cage , Do you understand? Just nod if you understand."

Jenny nodded and was released by Peter.

"The beast is out of the cage, poof..." Jane pulled the quilt up above her head, and tucked herself into the bed, "I admit that you were quite handsome just now, but the beast hahahahaha."

"Hey!" He endured everything for her own good!Peter yelled in dissatisfaction, and patted her gently through the quilt.

"You booed me many times today." Jenny poked her head out of the bed and stared at him, then said angrily, "I don't like this, can't I talk?"

"Just don't say strange things." For example, asking him to touch her...

"Last chance, do you want to touch it? If you don't touch it, give me the clothes."

"Put it on." Peter turned his back and handed her the coat.

Slowly wrapped in the quilt and sat up, she made a small expression of sticking out her tongue at Peter's back.

"Want me to be on your guard? Sounds hard..." Janie said as she slowly got dressed, "I just thought you might want to do that..."

Of course he thought about it, but he just had to think about it for himself, and she made him look like a pervert if she said it openly!

"you really……"

Peter was about to turn around and reason with her angrily when he put a hand on his shoulder.

"It's just comparing my heart to my heart. Because, sometimes, I really want to touch you."

About how to make people angry, and put out anger with one sentence, she can already publish a book.

Taking her hand off her shoulder, Peter squeezed her palm: "Where did the wound on the finger come from? I didn't have time to ask at school."

"It's just a small wound from the glass, it will heal in a few days." Jane started to crawl under the bed, "Going to study?"

Holding her hand and pressing her back to the edge of the bed, Peter said solemnly, "Where?"

"Where what?" Where to study?Jane pointed to the desk, "There."

"Where do you want to touch?"

do you mean that?Jane nodded with her arms folded and squinted: "Things I don't have..." Abdominal muscles, pectoral muscles, biceps...

"You, you are a hooligan!" Peter shrank into a ball and screamed.

"Ah?" Jian Ni was stunned for a long time, and later realized what he meant, picked up the pillow and whipped him wildly, "You are a hooligan! I mean muscles! Go to hell, you pervert! Go to hell!"

Peter, who was rolling around on the bed to hide from the pillow, begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong, can I be a pervert?" Finally, he gave up struggling and spread the hem of his jacket, "Touch! How long do you want to touch? how long."

After being punched in the stomach, Peter pretended to be in pain: "Have you calmed down? Actually, I can't blame me. If you say that, everyone will understand it wrong."

"It's only the people with bad intentions!" There was a big oolong, in fact, after she realized the loopholes in her words, her first reaction was to blame herself for not being able to speak well, but the more Peter accommodated her, the more embarrassed she was to admit that she was It's not that it's getting more and more... It's all a stinking problem that is used to it, Jane adjusted her mentality.

"Okay, the wicked man asks you to identify his muscles." Peter put her hand on his stomach.

Jian Ni pinched and found that she couldn't pinch the soft flesh at all: "People are more angry than angry." She didn't have to ask how to practice, could she not be able to practice flying over the roof and walls every day?

"Are you ticklish?"

Peter shook his head: "I haven't tried it."

"Then you're done~" Jane rushed over, "Tickle."

……

"It seems that you are not afraid." Peter nodded and concluded, "Are you afraid?"

"...not afraid." I always feel that I am afraid that bad things will happen.

Peter shook his head: "I don't believe it, try it."

"Afraid, afraid, stop quickly hahahahaha, help!" Without caring about her demeanor and facial expression management, Jane twisted like a loach and begged for mercy, "Hahahahaha stop scratching, I'm going to cry Ah, ah, mother..." She was very ticklish.

"Is it really itchy?" He was not that sensitive.

The banter ended with a bang—Jenny, struggling too hard, slammed her head against the wall.

"...Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ."

"Uh." Peter gasped, it's over, it's over. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did you hit hard? Let me see..."

Xiami rolled in a circle to the other side of the bed, and continued to hum in a pitiful voice: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Forgive me, I'm willing to do anything, stop crying." He was already begging for mercy.

The shaggy-haired Jenny sat up and turned her back to Peter: "Anything?" Compared to being tickled and bumped on the head, it hurts, but it just became a reason for her to escape the tickling torture. If she is angry, she is probably more angry with Peter It ruined her ladylike image in sevens and eighties.

"any!"

"Just promise me three things." She held up three fingers.

"You said."

"First, never tickle me again." It is both a weakness and a ruined image.

"no problem."

"Second, I must pass all my science subjects in the final exam."

"Yes." Mr. Parker's private tutoring class has started.

"Third, keep it if you don't think about it."

"It's all good." Peter poked her shoulder, "Are we reconciled?"

Jane tidied up her hair and expression, then turned around: "It's reconciled."