Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

Now it's Zhuo Yifan's turn to make a choice!Are you a beast?Or is it not as good as a beast?

"Xintong, the wound on your chest..." Zhuo Yifan said in his heart that he should help Ling Xintong get rid of the scar on his chest first!This is what he promised her before.And if you want to treat the scar, you have to let Ling Xintong take off his clothes, when the time comes...

Ling Xintong didn't know what Zhuo Yifan was hiding.Still very innocent, she thought that Zhuo Yifan really wanted to heal her scars!But to take off his clothes in front of Zhuo Yifan and expose those two points, this is really...

Ling Xintong's pretty face turned red instantly, her beautiful eyes looked around, but she didn't dare to look at Zhuo Yifan.A heart is beating continuously.

"Hmm! What are we going to do?" Ling Xintong was shy for a long time before asking softly as if he had made up his mind.Anyway, she is also Zhuo Yifan's woman, and sooner or later she will be seen by him, it's just a matter of time.Besides, the scar on his chest really gave Ling Xintong a headache.Between the scar and letting Zhuo Yifan take advantage, Ling Xintong still chose the latter.

"Actually, you don't need to do anything! That is, you have to take off your underwear so that I can see your wound. Moreover, I will massage you with my hands!" Zhuo Yifan explained softly, doing as much as possible He had the expression of a gentleman, as if he had become a monk and had no desires or desires.

Ling Xintong had already guessed that this would happen, and sat up without a word, blushing pretty.Then, under Zhuo Yifan's fiery gaze, he slowly took off his white T-shirt!A small pink veil dragging two plump lumps suddenly appeared in Zhuo Yifan's field of vision.

The high raised smooth skin and the faintly visible blue blood vessels made Zhuo Yifan feel like his blood was rushing.In order not to lose his composure in front of Ling Xintong, he could only run "Bing Xin Jue" to temporarily suppress his restless mood.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Xintong slowly stretched his hands behind his waist, and began to loosen the last restraint on his upper body.This was the most crucial step, which made Zhuo Yifan's mouth dry.He was really looking forward to what would happen under the red cup!

Under Zhuo Yifan's expectant eyes, the last restraint on Ling Xintong's chest was slowly released.Two balls of snow white with two spots of bright red appeared in Zhuo Yifan's field of vision like a pair of cheerful bunnies.

Ling Xintong's pretty face was blushing almost to the point of bleeding, while Zhuo Yifan's eyes widened, staring at her proud plump chest without blinking, which made her feel both shy and expectant.For some reason, seeing Zhuo Yifan's obsessed expression, she felt a burst of pride and happiness in her heart.How could she be unhappy that she was so attractive to the man she loved?

However, after a brief absence, Zhuo Yifan noticed a very incongruous black scar between the breasts.Although it was only the size of a silver coin, it was just between the two breast peaks, and it formed a sharp contrast with the fair skin.

"You... what are you looking at?" Ling Xintong was ashamed, feeling that her heartbeat had never been so fast.

"Oh!" Zhuo Yifan woke up from his trance, couldn't help but smile awkwardly, and then said seriously: "I'm looking at your wound. Although the scar is relatively large, it is not a problem to completely remove it! I can Get rid of it now!"