Living with a Teacher: The Merry Student

Wen Xin breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to pat his chest with lingering fear, but found that his chest was tightly attached to Zhuo Yifan's strong chest, and the two towering lumps on his chest were squeezed even more. , has been deformed.Because Zhuo Yifan was wet all over, the skirt of his chest was even more wet.The white shirt immediately pressed against the skin on his chest, outlining two round and fiery curves.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but widen his eyes, but Wen Xin felt ashamed.

"Be careful, you have to be careful when you walk, or I'm sorry for your name!" Zhuo Yifan chuckled, then let go of Wen Xin, pulled the towel aside, and began to wipe his wet body.

"You..." As soon as Wen Xin recovered, she saw Zhuo Yifan's naked lower body changed again.The thing that was still soft at first has returned to the posture of supporting the sky at this time, and its head is even more greasy, standing upright, as if it is a general who is reviewing the troops of the three armies. How could it be as soft as before? look like?

Seeing Wen Xin staring at him in surprise, Zhuo Yifan followed her gaze and immediately understood the general idea. He couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Is Xiao Xin interested in it again? If you want to Touch it, I don't mind!" [

Wen Xin wanted to look away, and even more wanted to refuse, but her eyes seemed to be frozen, staring at the rising and hard thing, reluctant to let go.And the words in his mouth directly turned into interrogative sentences: "Can I really touch it?"

Zhuo Yifan was overjoyed.This girl is on par with Song Zixin!At the beginning, girl Xin was watching blockbuster movies in the island country to help her do oral exercises!Be careful, if you train her a little bit, she might be even better than girl Xin!Thinking of this, Comrade Xiaofan at the bottom is actually standing up again, and the trend is getting higher and higher.

"Of course! She belongs to you!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.

Like a curious baby, Wenxin stretched out her little hand, and really grabbed Comrade Xiaofan.But when he was about to meet him, he hesitated again.Zhuo Yifan looked at his heart with a wry smile, suddenly grabbed Wen Xin's wrist, and pressed down on Comrade Xiaofan.

Wen Xin let out a soft cry, and just as she was about to blame Zhuo Yifan for scaring her, she felt a heat in her palm, as if she was pinching a burnt stick.He swallowed the words just on his lips, and immediately looked at his little hand.

I saw that Xiaofan, who was originally tall and stiff, had already been held squarely by his own little hand.It's a pity that it's too long and too thick, but one hand can only hold a third of it!

"It's so big!" Wen Xin swallowed and smeared, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"Now you know he's old?" Zhuo Yifan said with a big laugh.

"Ah!" Only then did Wen Xin regain her senses, quickly let go of Zhuo Yifan, and ran out of the bathroom with a blushing pretty face.

Zhuo Yifan didn't stop him, he laughed and wiped his body clean, and walked out of the bathroom, only to find that Wen Xin was already lying on the bed, with his head buried in the pillow.

Wen Xin had an indescribable strange feeling in her heart.I have curiosity, fear, and more doubts about that magical little stick in my heart!That thing was originally soft, how could it suddenly become so big?And it's so tough.Thinking that it was going to penetrate her body, Wen Xinjiao's body trembled slightly, and she became a little scared.He did such a shameful thing today, he was so ashamed to see Zhuo Yifan. &l;r