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    Nanxi was picked up by Jiang Meng and placed on the soft big bed. Jiang Meng took off her nightgown. Just as Nanxi was about to get up, Jiang Meng’s sharp eyes swept over her and glanced at her. His deep eyes were staring at her for a moment.

    Nan Xi looked a little confused by he, “What do you want to do?”

    Jiang Meng leaned over and touched her cheek. His rough fingers rubbed her white and tender cheeks, and her thin cheeks were lightly pink, “If you do the wrong question, you will be punished.”

    Nanxi’s heart beat faster involuntarily, and she swallowed. Jiang Meng’s index finger slipped in from the corner of her mouth and touched her teeth. He ordered, “Open your mouth.”

    She was like his prisoner, letting him command her. She opened her mouth slightly, weakly bearing Jiang Meng’s slender fingers.

    He’s cold broken fingers swept over her soft flesh. Her mouth was very small, slightly opened by one of his fingers, and lustful saliva slipped out of the corner of her mouth.

    “Well…Brother Jiang Meng…”

    Nan Xi tried to beg for mercy, but Jiang Meng’s hand came down to press her tongue. Her mouth was sore from being tortured by him, “Ah…”

    Jiang Meng let go of her in time, turned around, took out a tissue, and wiped the fluid on his fingers.

    Nanxi looked at Jiang Meng’s tall figure, then lowered his head to look at himself who couldn’t even see a trace of his body.

    She is annoyed, why…it has become like this again.

    When Jiang Meng came back, he really had a textbook in his hand. The mathematics course in the second year of high school was very difficult, and Nan Xi really didn’t like mathematics.

    She was a little curious about what Jiang Meng’s punishment was.

    After taking a shower, Jiang Meng wore a white shirt and no pants. His slender legs occupied Nan Xi’s eyes.The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, inexplicably a bit abstinent.

    He moved his slender fingers upwards and unbuttoned two buttons, revealing his beautiful collarbones and pink chest. He’s skin was very good, neither too white nor too pink, just a light pinkish white.

    “Come here, lie on my lap.” He gave the order, and Nanxi couldn’t help but shiver. For some reason, she felt that Jiang Meng’s behavior was different from He’s usual appearance. He felt a little inexplicably cold, and kept strangers away.

    Nanxi climbed over and was about to find a position. She was weighing it, thinking about what position she should use to look normal.

    Jiang Meng frowned, his straight nose held up a pair of eyes with silver frames, and the light from the incandescent lamp shone on his eyes, reflecting his dark pupils, making them look even colder.

    He reached out and grabbed her, and Nanxi just lay on Jiang Meng’s lap with a sense of shame.

    The roots of her ears turned red uncontrollably, slowly turning from light pink to tomato red. Nanxi really wanted to cry. She was forced to lie on Jiang Meng’s lap. Nanxi’s soft and warm breasts were directly pressed against his thighs. Jiang Meng’s thighs were covered with curly and thick leg hair. Although there was not much, it made Nanxi’s chest itchy.

    She turned to look at Jiang Meng. He looked expressionless, and her eyes were red, looking pitiful after being ravaged.

    “It’s so itchy.” Nan Xi muttered softly, fearing to make Jiang Meng unhappy.

    Jiang Meng finally smiled, “Where is it itchy?”

    She was naked and lying on He’s lap. Jiang Meng’s hands were stroking her back from top to bottom. Her white and tender breasts were pressing against Jiang Meng’s thigh. Jiang Meng suddenly felt a little itchy in his throat and a little itchy in his heart.

    “Your breasts are itchy. You’ve scratched your legs.” There was a math book in front of her. It was inconvenient for Nan Xi to turn around, so she had to flip through the book in boredom. The flipping of the book relieved her nervousness.

    Jiang Meng’s big palm went down her waist and suddenly covered her upturned buttocks, rubbing it slowly, “Is this uncomfortable? Is it comfortable to sit on Jiang Meng’s body?”

    Hahahaha, of course it’s uncomfortable, otherwise I wouldn’t be fucked terribly.

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