[R18] Seducing husband (1v1 sweet H) – “Seduce Husband (1v1 Sweet H)” 94, Memorial Book (1st update) [English]

After the third model, the school celebration art performance came as scheduled.

Zhou Ruoxing was in a hurry to go out in the morning, and Luo Yiyang stuffed an umbrella into the side pocket of her schoolbag, “The weather forecast says it will rain today.”

“Mom, look at the bright sun, even if it rains it will be light rain.”

Zhou Ruoxing jumped up and picked up her shoes and ran to the elevator. Luo Yeyang called for umbrellas from behind, and she waved her hand and said no.

If you don’t obey, you will have to reap the consequences.

The ending was that as soon as he got off the bus, his head was soaked in water.

Zhou Ruoxing put her schoolbag on her head and ran into the school gate with splashes of water.

Suddenly the rain stopped overhead and a black umbrella floated over.

You don’t need to look, you can tell who it is just by smelling the familiar scent.

“Go into the classroom and change out of wet clothes.” Nan Tianyuan looked calm.

“Wear mine.”

“Then you’re naked?” Zhou Ruoxing raised his head and was stunned.

Nan Tianyuan was not wearing her school uniform, trousers and a shirt, with a blue wave-shaped brooch on her collar.

For a moment, she thought she was back in the future.

Professor Nan is very boring, regular and wears suits and shirts all year round.Shirts of the same style and different colors in the wardrobe can be sorted from light to dark according to the color palette.Zhou Ruoxing once laughed at he for being a deserted aesthetic, but he did not explain it and simply said, “This allows students to focus on the lecture notes.”

Zhou Ruoxing finally understood this sentence.

Whenever her husband puts a little effort into dressing up, making up, and washing his face, the students’ eyes will follow Professor Nan.

I remembered that Nan Tianyuan was going to perform music on stage at today’s art performance.

It was a short journey from the school gate to the classroom, and Zhou Ruoxing felt awkward all over.

If eyes were arrows, she would have become Zhuge Liang’s straw boat.

The down-and-out Mr. Nan is still Mr. Nan.He looked calm and had a schoolbag on one shoulder, looking clean and cold.She has broad shoulders, a narrow waist and long legs. She is not wearing a school uniform, which makes her even more eye-catching in the sea of ​​blue and white.

In particular, he held an umbrella for a girl. The umbrella was slightly tilted, and half of his shoulders were wet.

Zhou Ruoxing wanted to escape, lowered his head and looked at his toes as he walked. He didn’t dare to look at he when he spoke. “We entered the teaching building and walked away separately.”

He didn’t listen to a word she said.

He not only followed her up the stairs step by step, but also asked her if she had had breakfast and what she wanted to eat.

In the public place, people passed by each other, looking at them covertly and curiously.

Nan Tianyuan took out the school uniform jacket from the desk and piled it into her arms, urging her to change clothes quickly.

Zhou Ruoxing was a little angry. He turned around and threw his school uniform on the table, puffing his cheeks and saying, “Can you restrain yourself?”

“Is there a problem if I do this to my wife?”

Boom!Zhou Ruoxing’s face burst into red, and he stood up to cover his mouth.The movement was so big that the back of the chair hit Nan Tianyuan’s desk, making a sharp squeaking sound.

“Violence is coming again, isn’t it?” Nan Tianyuan smiled as his mouth was covered, and he breathed hot air into her palm.

Boom!

The flash suddenly came on.

Zhou Ruoxing and Nan Tianyuan both had their heads tilted slightly astonished.

Xuan Feiran lowered his eyes, looked back at the photo, and smiled with satisfaction, “Nan Tianyuan, you should take a good photo with your appearance today.”

“Ruoruo, stand over and smile.” She directed the two of them to get closer.

Zhou Ruoxing was like a puffer fish, angrily saying, “I’m going to change clothes.” He grabbed the coat on the table and ran out.

Nan Tianyuan shook his head fondly, propped up his chin and opened the exercises.

“There will be a cultural performance in the afternoon. You can imagine the effect after your appearance.” Xuan Feiran picked up the camera again and found an angle to focus on he.

“What are you taking pictures of?” Nan Tianyuan asked slowly, spinning his pen in circles.

“Youth memory book.” Xuan Feiran said, “This is the last collective carnival. Use the camera to record the precious moments.”

“Don’t think that every day is the same. In fact, the details are hidden in life.”

Xuan Feiran turned to the one just now and showed it to Nan Tianyuan, “You and Ruoruo have completely opposite temperaments. I didn’t expect them to be quite compatible.”

On the small screen, Zhou Ruoxing covered Nan Tianyuan with both hands from behind, with anger in the corners of his eyes, not completely angry, but more like coquettishness.Nan Tianyuan allowed her to move, his eyebrows and eyes full of tolerance.

Zhou Ruoxing took off his soaked school uniform.Inside is a pink silk base.The swing collar was lowered on the chest, unable to hide the suspicious red marks.

She lowered her head and looked at the dots of kiss marks in the white and tender valleys. She bit the corner of her lip, and the corner of her heart was like a kitten’s overturned belly, soft and defenseless.

Nan Tianyuan’s school uniform jacket was very big. She pulled the zipper to her chin and turned over the collar.The cuffs were rolled up a few times, but they still looked loose.

After looking in the mirror for a moment to make sure there was nothing wrong, she opened the bathroom door and walked back to the classroom.

The whole body is filled with the smell of he, the refreshing mint fragrance.She was made to look a little petite, huddled in a coat that was obviously not that small.

Just as he sat firmly, a gentle big hand stretched out from behind him.

When her fingertips touched her neck, she shivered, and her heart felt like she was sitting on a swing.

He helped her tidy up the collar on the back side and folded it out neatly, “Don’t move.”

She’s ears felt hot, and he touched the red earlobe and smiled, “Why are you so shy?”

Bucha.

Xuan Feiran captured the details again.

When Zhou Ruoxing heard the sound of the shutter, he felt even more embarrassed and rushed over to grab Xuan Feiran’s camera, “Don’t take random pictures.”

Xuan Feiran protected the camera with his body and smiled slyly, “It’s all youth, the smell of youth!”

No one was interested in listening to the morning class.

The art performance started in the evening, and during the afternoon self-study time, everyone was already excited.

Xuan Feiran wandered between the tutoring room, classroom, and reading room, taking photos happily.

Nan Tianyuan raised his phone and winked at Mu Juan.

Hulu: Hey, it’s raining again. When I wrote this chapter, the temperature dropped sharply, and it was winter in a second.The more I write, the more I feel emotional. Do you still remember your eighteen-year-old youth?