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    Being pushed until the knees are weak

    Afraid of waking her mother from her sleep, Qiao Ting walked quietly when she went out. After carefully locking the door, she turned around and prepared to go to school. Unexpectedly, she bumped into a strong-shouldered man.

    She stroked her sore little nose and raised her face with a smile.

    Why are you so early today? Doesn’t your school start classes at eight o’clock on Friday?Qiao Ting asked Bo Yun, who was wearing a student uniform and carrying a schoolbag, puzzled.

    I want to take the bus to school today.Bo Yun smiled lightly.

    Why?Qiao Ting asked in confusion.

    Boyun’s high school has a school bus, and you only need to arrive at school before eight o’clock on Mondays and Fridays, so he doesn’t go out as early as Qiao Ting, who arrives at school first for track and field practice at seven o’clock.

    If he took the bus, because he had to transfer to the MRT, he would have to leave nearly an hour earlier than taking the school bus. It was a waste of time and he couldn’t get more sleep, so Qiao Ting really didn’t understand why he was tormenting herself like this.

    Bo Yun did not answer her question, but looked at her in sportswear. Her uniform was placed in a handbag outside her schoolbag.

    Bo Yun took her handbag and said, let’s go, the bus is coming soon.

    oh.

    The bus stop was at the entrance of the alleyway from their house, very close. When they arrived, there were only two or three students who looked like students waiting for the bus, but they were not from their school. After all, the junior high school students in their area were all Qiao Ting’s classmates, and not everyone needed to go to school early in the morning to practice running.

    But that doesn’t mean the bus is empty.

    The bus came slowly after passing the intersection. The bus was already half full. After Qiao Ting and Bo Yun got on the bus, Bo Yun stood guarding her at the back door, holding the railing in his hand.

    If you thought this was the sweet couple’s way to school, you would be wrong, because after the car started, Bo Yun started asking her some questions about physical and chemical formulas.

    What is the formula for calories?

    ah?When asked suddenly, Qiao Ting was dumbfounded.

    Calories, of, formulas.Boyun understood each word clearly.

    Oh… Qiao Ting was thinking about the answer in a panic, h…h=ms△t.

    Woohoo… I thought Bo Yun was specially accompanying her to ride the bus, but I didn’t expect that he had to take tutoring lessons even while riding the bus!

    What does h stand for?

    Heat absorbed or released!

    What about m?

    Well… that… quality?

    s?

    Qiao Ting suddenly became a little playful, sadistic?

    Bo Yun lowered his eyes and stared sharply at her naughty little face.

    I’m just kidding…Oh!

    The car suddenly braked, and Qiao Ting’s body swayed greatly. Bo Yun quickly wrapped his long arms around her slender waist, stabilizing her body and letting her hold the handrail in front and stand with her back to him.

    When the car continued to drive forward, he didn’t let go of his hand, just circling it like this. Only then did Qiao Ting feel a little sweetness in her heart, and the questions continued.

    What is s?

    Woohoo…don’t even give her some time to have some beautiful pink bubbles?

    s is specific heat…

    Related questions came one after another, and Qiao Ting had to concentrate on thinking about the answers. Suddenly, there was a commotion in her chest, and she realized that Bo Yun’s hand that was originally around her thin waist had grabbed her breasts at some point, and even started to rub them vigorously.

    She was startled, her face turned red, and she looked around in embarrassment, afraid of being discovered. Unexpectedly, the bus was already full of people, and it was so crowded. It was because Bo Yun stood behind her to protect her that she had a spacious and comfortable space.

    But such a space is actually to allow his hands to move more easily on her body.

    Their school’s winter sportswear was zippered, and she also wore a jacket to keep out the cold. Bo Yun used the cover of the jacket to zip up her sportswear to her chest, and the white underwear was looming in his palms.

    She bit her lower lip lightly, never expecting to do such a thing with Bo Yun on the bus.

    Bo Yun continued to ask questions. Her mind was a little confused due to his restless hands, but Bo Yun seemed unaffected, and asked one question after another.

    Why do museums contain more bronze artifacts than iron artifacts?

    Because… She gasped for breath, because Bo Yun’s hands had gone deep into her underwear, holding her nipples and rubbing them from side to side.

    She couldn’t help but feel the waves of pleasure caused by his fingertips, and her mind was blurred.

    Why?He lowered his head and leaned towards her ear, as if to let her hear better, but the hot air blowing on her ear made her body become more sensitive.

    Because…because the oxidizing ability of iron…is better than that of copper…Hmm…Afraid that others would hear her moan, she hurriedly pressed the back of her hand against her tender lips.

    What then?

    Boyun greedily pushed out her entire breasts, just enough for his hand to grasp, allowing him to fully enjoy the dense touch of the delicate skin and the jumping elasticity.

    He felt his ass becoming hard.

    He pressed the slowly rising erection against her back, using the vibration of the car to push it up and down, creating pleasure for himself.

    It’s a pity that Qiao Ting is too petite, otherwise he could push it on her butt and let her plump and perky butt cheeks clamp his big cock. It would be so comfortable.

    So…it’s easy to form…iron oxide…ha…and then…it’s easy to be brittle and brittle…well…it’s easy to be damaged…copper…is relatively not easy…not easy to be damaged…

    She felt something hard pressing against her back. She reached back with her little hand in confusion, and unexpectedly touched a long columnar object. She raised her head, and from the angle of her standing sight, she could only see Bo Yun’s determined chin, but she also realized in an instant what it was.

    His little face became even hotter.

    It’s Bo Yun’s… over there…

    The big thing that entered her body yesterday was hot and hot, causing her pain and comfort…

    Thinking of everything that happened last night, she couldn’t help but blush and hurriedly wanted to take back her hand, but Bo Yun restrained her movement and pulled down the zipper of her pants. The already erect cock came out and lay heavily in her palm.

    When she touched his hot member, it felt so strong and powerful that she couldn’t completely wrap her hand around it.

    He pulled the coat on his body to cover up the forbidden movements between the two, and guided his little hands to create comfortable pleasure for him.

    At this rate… well done.Bo Yun whispered in her ear with appreciation.

    As soon as Bo Yun praised her, simple Qiao Ting became extremely happy, and her little gloves became even more attentive.

    With his other hand, Bo Yun unzipped the elastic band of her sports pants and slid it in. At the bottom of the loose sports pants, he pushed aside the fabric of the underwear and pushed it to the side of her labia. His long fingers penetrated the slit and moved upwards, pinching the core of desire.

    Woo… Pleasure surged over her, and Qiao Ting covered her mouth tighter.

    From an outsider’s perspective, Bo Yun looked like he was hugging the petite girl in front of him. Little did he know that underneath the coat, he was behaving in an overly intimate manner.

    Bo Yun not only rubbed her clitoris, but also penetrated her pussy with his longest middle finger. Qiao Ting’s heart skipped a beat and she couldn’t believe that she was actually penetrated by Bo Yun in that place on the bus.

    His fingers are thick and long, and the pads of his fingers are rough, and they feel particularly good when rubbing against the inner wall of the vagina.

    Qiao Ting felt that his hands were moving in and out flexibly, and something was wrong with her whole body.

    Wetness flowed under the touch of his fingers, and even his palms were wet.

    Qiao Ting’s pussy is so wet.Boyun lowered his head and whispered obscene words in her ear.

    Qiao Ting couldn’t hear what he said at all. All her consciousness and senses were on his two hands. She felt like she was going crazy and about to collapse. The little hand holding the penis moved faster, and a delicate moan came from the fingers covering her tender lips.

    Haaah…haaah…

    Going to go…

    I’m going…

    Uh-huh… Her head slammed into the rear door glass in front of her with a loud bang, which just covered her climax moans of joy.

    The nearby passengers turned their heads, and Bo Yun quickly took his hand from her chest and pressed it on her forehead.

    How come you hit your head against the glass while sleeping?Bo Yun chuckled and rubbed her forehead.

    Qiao Ting couldn’t speak and was panting. Boyun turned her around and pressed her hot little face into his arms.

    Someone was about to get off the car, so Bo Yun took Qiao Ting and took a step back, letting her lean against the partition behind.

    When the rear door was closed and the car continued to move forward, Bo Yun’s big hands held her pink buttocks upwards. Qiao Ting’s feet were hanging in the air. She quickly raised them with her toes and looked at Bo Yun with puzzled eyes. Bo Yun smiled faintly and pulled down the front of her sweatpants.

    Qiao Ting was secretly surprised, and then she felt Bo Yun’s big stick poking into the slit of her labia.

    Thighs clamped.Bo Yun ordered in a low voice.

    Qiao Ting didn’t know what he was going to do, but she still did as he was told.

    Qiao Ting’s thighs, which have been running track and field for a long time, are strong and tight, and although they are not as tight as a pussy, it still feels good to poke the seam between her legs like this.

    Bo Yun used the shaking of the bus and the slight manipulation of Qiao Ting’s small hands to ejaculate on her sweatpants before the bus arrived at the stop sign in front of Qiao Ting’s school.

    He stuffed the still erect penis back into his trousers, straightened Qiao Ting’s clothes, buttoned his coat, and handed her the bag containing her uniform.

    Don’t practice running today.He smiled softly.

    Qiao Ting didn’t know whether to be angry or annoyed, or to blush with embarrassment.

    He manipulated her until her knees were weak, how could she still run?

    And her sweatpants got stained with his semen and had to be changed.

    The car stopped at the school gate, and when it was time to say goodbye, Qiao Ting suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave. She really hoped that if she took a few more stops, she wouldn’t be separated from Bo Yun so soon.

    Break.Bo Yun squeezed his little hand lightly.

    Break.Qiao Ting pouted her lips slightly, turned around and got out of the car.

    As soon as the soles of her feet touched the asphalt, her knees suddenly gave out their strength, and she almost sat down.

    Her knees are weak!

    It’s time to take some Vital.Bo Yun shouted teasingly at her.

    Qiao Ting turned her head and glared at him, so angry that it was all your fault.

    The back door of the bus slammed shut, and he left with a proud smile on his face.

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