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    043.You are the Mr. S that I miss every day, right?

    “Ahem,” he tried to suppress the passion surging in his heart, “It’s a bit stuffy in the room, come out for some air… Why are you wearing so little? Where are your pants?”

    He obviously gave her a whole set of clothes.

    Han Qianya stuck out her tongue playfully, “The pants are too long and it’s troublesome to wear them.”

    What she didn’t say was that she wanted to seduce him.

    She stared at him intently, and gradually, two shy red clouds appeared on her cheeks, and her heart beat like a drum.

    He took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and his peach blossom eyes hidden behind the lenses were as deep as a bottomless pool, as black as a puddle of ink that cannot be melted away, and there was a hint of cunning and evil charm, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

    “You’re not afraid of getting cold when you’re dressed like this. If you catch a cold, don’t blame me.” He smiled frivolously and looked back at her unblinkingly.

    “I have a way to make it less cold.”

    “Huh?” He raised his eyebrows, a little curious.

    I saw the girl with icy muscles and jade bones, twitching at the corner of her clothes, biting her pink lips as if she had made up her mind.

    Then, the showy legs moved and she actually sat across his thighs, and a pair of jade arms hooked around his neck like vines.

    The alluring body fragrance unique to virgins rushed towards him, making him have some wild thoughts.

    Her body was close to him, her soft breasts pressed against his hard chest, and he could vaguely feel the two raised little dogwoods.

    The thin silk pajamas shrank upwards with her movements, exposing her smooth thighs. As long as he glanced down, he could see the looming Hanato between her legs.

    She was like a soft and boneless snake, clinging to him tightly, showing off her young and beautiful body.

    “What…what do you mean?” He tried to keep his breath steady, not wanting to repeat what happened last time.

    That feeling of not getting what you asked for and ending suddenly is really terrible.

    “That’s the teacher, right?”

    “Huh?”

    “Mr. S on the other end of the phone is the teacher, right?”

    A trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, but he still tried to stay calm and waited for her to continue.

    She was like a detective possessing her, and she spoke eloquently: “On the phone before, Mr. S said that he was looking for a part-time job, and the teacher came to our school the next day to work. Moreover, the teacher actually knew that my parents were not at home. I only told Mr. S about this…”

    “Not long ago, I just called Mr. S and told him about my situation. Within a few minutes, the teacher showed up.”

    The volume of her words gradually decreased, her red lips came closer to him, and suddenly she pressed a gentle kiss on his lips.

    Su Moqi’s heart was shocked, and he was really frightened by her kiss like a dragonfly on water.

    She actually took the initiative to kiss him?

    “I never thought that Mr. S, whom I have been thinking about so much, turns out to be so good-looking.” She smiled crookedly, her watery almond eyes reflecting his figure.

    “You… think about him day and night?” Is she telling him that she has a crush on him?

    The girl glanced at him shyly, then lowered her blushing face, “Well…then, where is Mr. S? How do you feel about Yaya?”

    Su Moqi couldn’t help but smile. He gently pinched her mandible with his right hand and raised her head so that he could see her seriously and carve her into his heart.

    His fingertips were caressing her smooth skin, as if caressing the priceless He’s jade. After a long time, his thin lips lightly opened: “What do you think?”

    After he finished speaking, he covered the cherry lips that he had been thinking about for a long time.

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