Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

The two of them tossed about in the car for more than an hour. Finally, under Zhuo Yifan's strong request, Wen Xin had no choice but to use her small mouth to suck out his billions of descendants.It's just that under the stimulation of the scalding liquid deep in the throat, she suddenly coughed up, and swallowed all the billions of descendants that were about to be spit out.

Zhuo Yifan was still immersed in that lustful taste, and still couldn't get enough of it.Wen Xin on the side wiped the remaining water stains from the corners of his mouth, and looked at Zhuo Yifan with sad eyes, as if complaining why he didn't know how to be sympathetic.She almost suffocated just now, and she swallowed those things helplessly in the end, which is really embarrassing.

It took Zhuo Yifan a long time to react, and when he found that Wen Xin was looking at him with sad eyes, he suddenly understood.Just now, I only cared about enjoying myself, and I really felt wronged by this lovely person in front of me. Now that I think about it, I regret it.

"I'm sorry, Sister Wen, I... can't help it!" Zhuo Yifan explained with a squeak, his old face was really embarrassed.

"Sister Wen? What did you call me before?" Wen Xin pursed her lips even more dissatisfied when she heard the address, and asked with a soft hum.

Zhuo Yifan was taken aback for a moment, then he realized it, and quickly changed his words: "Xin'er! You are my Xin'er! Not my sister! You are my woman!"

Saying that, Zhuo Yifan put Wen Xin into his arms.

Wen Xin felt sweet for a while, and the grievances she had suffered before disappeared under the influence of Zhuo Yifan's words.He took out two napkins, helped Zhuo Yifan wipe his lower body, then put on his pants, and then leaned in Zhuo Yifan's arms with peace of mind, enjoying the warm feeling of this moment.

"It's past ten o'clock! I'll take you upstairs!" After cuddling each other for about half an hour, Zhuo Yifan patted Wen Xin who seemed to be falling asleep, and smiled helplessly.

Wen Xin raised her head, staring at Zhuo Yifan with a little reluctance in her beautiful eyes, and said softly, "If I miss you, what should I do?"

"It's not that I won't come! As long as I have time, I will come to see you! Besides, Yan'er and the others will come too! You can also go to the villa when you have time, and it doesn't matter if you stay for one night!" Zhuo Yifan said It was quite ambiguous, and the word "stay for one night" was particularly heavy.

"I hate it! I don't want to go! You must have no good intentions, I'd rather go back to my own den!" Wen Xin pouted and said coquettishly.

"Are you really not going?" Zhuo Yifan looked at her with a smile on his face and asked again.

"Really not going!" Wen Xin looked at Zhuo Yifan disapprovingly, and continued to insist.

Suddenly, Wen Xin felt a numbness on her willow waist. It turned out that it was Zhuo Yifan's big hand who was playing tricks on her. She couldn't recognize it immediately, and she giggled and begged for mercy: "Okay Alright! I'm telling you seriously, don't make trouble!"

Only then did Zhuo Yifan stop what he was doing, and looked at Wen Xin curiously, waiting for what the serious thing she said was.

"If I want to give you my whole body! I hope it's in my own apartment! Do you understand?" Wen Xin touched Zhuo Yifan's sharp and handsome face, and explained softly.

"Why?" Zhuo Yifan asked with some doubts.