032 “Cherry [Teacher-Student H]” Chapter 31

Thirty-three, I don’t mind.

The next day.

When Su Ying slowly woke up, it was already past afternoon.

In a daze, he used his hands to feel for the smell around him. It was empty, and there was a chill on the silk sheets.

She suddenly woke up and straightened up suddenly. The moment her dark pupils focused, she collided with the man sitting on the sofa.

He is neatly dressed, sitting elegantly, and somewhat indescribably lazy and casual. He wears a black shirt with a gold collar, and his arms are slightly rolled up, revealing his white and tight forearms. Two collars are unbuttoned, revealing a small part of his chest muscles, and you can vaguely see the hickeys left by someone on them.

Seeing that she was awake, he didn’t move in a hurry, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at her tenderly.

She felt seduced.

He secretly looked away, his mouth still feeling terribly dry.

“Wake up.” He finally stood up and walked slowly towards her.

Su Ying was a little annoyed when she got up, but she didn’t say anything. She pulled the thin blanket and wrapped herself tightly.

The bed sank, and the man’s big hands put his arms around her shoulders, pulling her into his arms easily. His unique pine wood fragrance blended into her body little by little, and her body instantly softened.

She said impatiently, “You did it on purpose.”

“Yes”

“Knowing that I don’t have strong self-control…” She raised her head, opened her mouth and bit his chin, “and you deliberately tempted me.”

The man smiled but did not answer, his fingertips touched the edge of the blanket, and he fiddled with it softly, like opening a cherished gift. His eyes were light, but the red light of desire slowly penetrated.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that her upper body had been stripped naked, her slender shoulders and soft white skin were completely exposed to the field of vision, and the hickeys on her chest were of varying depths, a blur of spring light.

The coldness hit her slightly, and she shrank her neck, unconsciously rubbing into his arms.

The breathing sound in her ears became clearer, heavy and depressed. The moment she raised her head, she was kissed fiercely by the man, and the tip of her tongue forcefully penetrated, but the little woman pushed his chest away with little force.

“Um…I haven’t…um…brushed my teeth yet…”

He let go for a second, “I don’t mind.”

When he wanted to kiss her deeply again, the little woman nimbly slipped away from his arms. Her skin was too delicate, and the silky touch passed through his fingertips. When she regained consciousness, she had already gathered half of the blanket and fled to the end of the bed.

As the quilt was pulled and pulled, the dots of blood stains in the center of the pure white sheets were clearly exposed.

Su Ying only saw it for a second before she blushed. Seeing the man’s eyes getting darker and darker, she hurriedly jumped out of bed and took several steps back.

His voice was hoarse, sliding up and down his throat, “Be good, come here.”

She shook her head and continued to back away.

There was a drizzle all night, and the cool moisture in the breeze caressed past the window. The moment it touched her skin, she trembled, and then she looked down at herself.

Her white and translucent body is unclothed, and the hair in her private parts is sparse and curly. A small handful is attached to her vagina, perfectly showing off her virginal and tender appearance.

The man walked over in two steps, wrapped her in a thin blanket, picked her up horizontally, and placed her gently on the sofa.

His hands and feet were bound, leaving only a small head and miserable eyes.

He was half-kneeling by the sofa, and the back of his hand slid across her face, with an innocent smile on his face, “Where are you running…”

Realizing that the man had turned into a wolf, she sniffed and pretended to cry, “I’m… a newbie on the road, you have to… give me some time… let me slow down…”

He had eaten her over and over many times last night, and her pussy was already extremely red and swollen, and it was burning and painful when touched.

Song Tingyan chuckled, stood up quickly, and carried her into the bathroom.

When he tested the water temperature in the bathtub and untied her, the little woman still looked at him with a blank expression.

The waist tightened, and the hard snowball hit his chest, the breast waves rippled seductively, and the air couldn’t help but become thinner.

“I’ll help you wash it.” As he said this, his palm slowly slid to the inner thigh and stopped just a few centimeters away from the pussy.

She was trembling all over, and when he touched her, everything felt wrong.

“Teacher…” a pleading tone.

The man retracted his hand, buried his head in her neck and took a deep breath. Then he raised his head, looked at her with burning eyes for a few seconds, and pursed his lips helplessly.

Go out and close it again.