[R18] Seducing husband (1v1 sweet H) – “Seduce Husband (1v1 Sweet H)” 9. Either you [English]
by“Morning.” Nan Tianyuan nodded lightly, stood still, and waited for Zhou Ruoxing to get closer, then walked towards the teaching building with her naturally.
This time it was Zhou Ruoxing’s turn to be the one who felt uncomfortable. She tilted her head and turned her back to Nan Tianyuan, winking slightly in pain.In her memory, she has no experience in pursuing boys.When I was 23 years old and Nan Tianyuan was together, she was the passive one.
Nan Tianyuan treats her well, dotes on her, doesn’t need her to worry about anything, and gives her plenty of free space. She feels as sweet as if she has overturned a honeypot, and she is willing to be a little fool with no brains around him.When Nan Tianyuan chased her, she didn’t feel that she was being pretentious. It seemed like it was just natural.
There is nothing to be embarrassed about. Zhou Ruoxing encouraged himself. After all, he is still 25 years old VS 17 years old, and he can still be suppressed by a high school student.
The two of them were speechless all the way. Nan Tianyuan looked natural, not in a hurry, and even slowed down on purpose, waiting for the boat to sail.Zhou Ruoxing hesitated, half a body behind he, and followed behind.
The first class was mathematics, and the teacher explained the papers for the preliminary examination.
Zhou Ruoxing looked at the numbers in the article and felt anxious.Why did you choose A for this question? What about this one? Why did you choose D?
After class, Xuan Feiran came over with the test paper, “Ruoruo, tell me about this question.”
Zhou Ruoxing glanced and felt a headache, “I don’t know how.”
Xuan Feiran took the paper from her and said, “You got all the multiple choice questions right.”
“It’s blinding.”
“What about this way?” Xuan Feiran grabbed her and wouldn’t let go.
“No.”
Beauty Xuan looked at her and pursed her lips, “You have to be polite when rejecting people.” Zhou Ruoxing hated the beauty’s coquettish behavior, so he rushed to the shelf and said, “Okay, I’ll study it and tell you about it in the next class.”
“Nan Tianyuan, can I ask you a question? The teacher’s explanation is a bit unclear.” A sticky and delicate voice came from behind.Zhou Ruoxing turned his head, and the memory gate opened. This sister Lin, whom I felt pity for, was also a famous figure in the school, Cen Zijin.
He is not tall, has sharp curves, has a baby voice, and his mouth can make people feel numb all over.In high school, she and Cen Zijin had almost no interaction. Cen Zijin was the kind of little girl who dreamed about romance novels, while Zhou Ruoxing was a tomboy who played football to release his adolescent hormones.
Nan Tianyuan looked at the question for a while, then wrote down the process of solving the problem with a few strokes on the straw paper, and handed it to her without saying a word.
“Thank you.” Cen Zijin was a little shy.
“No thanks.” He spat out his thin lips. Nan Tianyuan raised his head and fell into Zhou Ruoxing’s eyes.
she looked at he, “Nan Tianyuan, can you tell me about it too?”
He didn’t answer, picked up the water glass, stood up and walked out of the classroom.
After feeding the dog with enthusiasm, Zhou Ruoxing rolled his eyes, bit his pen, and opened the textbook.I don’t believe it. I could learn something like this back then, but my brain has grown eight years longer. There’s no reason why I can’t learn it anymore.
Nan Tianyuan was a little distracted when he was getting hot water in the corridor.Zhou Ruoxing took the initiative to say hello to him today, and he felt a slight ripple in his heart.When the water was full, it overflowed and burned his hand, and he was stunned.
Turn on the cold water and put your long fingers under the cold water column.
“Are you burned?” Cen Zijin was also washing his hands. Seeing his reddish fingertips, he said, “I have some ointment. Let me give it to you.”
“No need.” Nan Tianyuan turned off the water and turned around.Cen Zijin was left with a back figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist.
During recess, Zhou Ruoxing was called to play football.Women’s football is a specialty of Mei Zhong, with professional women’s football and amateur women’s football.When she was still in the junior high school of Mei Middle School, Zhou Ruoxing joined the school team. She told her father that she wanted to take a professional route.Zhou Qinglang decisively refused, “Hobby is a hobby, not a meal.”
“Why can’t I be a meal? I still want to make it to the World Cup, just wait and see!” Zhou Ruoxing got angry, slammed the door and locked himself in the room for the whole day.
Zhou Qinglang surrendered at first, moved a stool and sat at his daughter’s door, touching her with emotion and understanding with reason.Anyway, my family is considered a scholarly family. I don’t ask you to get into the Guangzong Yaozu of Qingbei. Let’s take cultural courses and get into a good university. Being an athlete is too hard. We are all young and have injuries after retirement.Mom and Dad are heartbroken.
The tug-of-war lasted on and off for a week, and with his little arm unable to twist his thigh, Zhou Ruoxing said, OK, but I don’t want to leave the women’s football team.
After being promoted to high school, Zhou Ruoxing began training with the amateur team.
A beautiful shot, although it was deflected, Zhou Ruoxing was still happy. He continued to pass people with the ball, attack, and occasionally fight with the opponent to break the defense.Seeing the resistance increasing, he exchanged glances with his teammates, moved eastward and westward, faked a move, flicked his toes, and passed the ball to his teammates diagonally behind.
Nan Tianyuan and Mu Juan just got off the basketball court and walked across the playground back to the classroom when they happened to see this scene.
“Good goal!” Mu Juan stopped on the sidelines and whistled.
There were also boys watching the battle in twos and threes. Nan Tianyuan said casually, “Just watch, I’m going back first.”
Just as he turned around, a high-speed spinning ball whizzed past his ears.Zhou Ruoxing ran over with a smile and waved, “Please come over here!”
High ponytail, wheat-colored skin, and cheerful smile.Nan Tianyuan turned away, avoided the ball, and walked forward without looking back.Zhou Ruoxing ran to him and looked at him with a pair of big bright eyes.
Showing her teeth and smiling at him, she bent down to pick up the ball from his feet and ran away.
Back in the classroom, there were only a few people.
The typhoon has passed, the autumn air is crisp, and the weather is rare. Everyone is dizzy from studying and is taking a breather in the playground.
A boy looked in through the glass window of the back door and poked his head around.
“Classmate, is there a girl in your class who plays football? Her name is Zhou, Zhou or something.” He asked Nan Tianyuan while carrying a bag of snacks.
Nan Tianyuan raised his eyes and said, “Yeah.”
The boy handed over the pocket in his hand, “Well, please pass these to her.”
Nan Tianyuan glanced at it, and saw that it was both sweet and greasy, none of which Zhou Ruoxing liked to eat.Without reaching out, he just sat like that, and he said calmly, “She doesn’t want to eat, so you take it.”
“Who are you, making decisions for her?” The boy raised his voice just as Zhou Ruoxing walked in holding the ball.Looking at the two of them suspiciously, the boy suddenly blushed with embarrassment, put the snacks on Zhou Ruoxing’s table and walked away.
She took out a towel to wipe her sweat and looked at the things on the table, confused.
“What do you want?” Nan Tianyuan asked.
Damn it, these three words she can easily bring up other things in her body.When performing the courtesy of Zhou Gong, he likes to tease her, Nuo Nuo, or.Zhou Ruoxing had no power to resist, and was so aroused that he could only cling to He’s arms and moan, “Give me what you want.”
“No.” Zhou Ruoxing pursed her lips and sat down. Without paying attention to her image at all, she took off her spiked shoes and put on ordinary sneakers. She stretched out her long legs and kicked the spiked shoes under the seat.
Nan Tianyuan picked up the bag on her table with one finger and threw it to Mu Juan, “Here you go.”
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