Crazy days with beautiful sister

Xiao Mo went to the seat and said courteously, "Sister Rongrong, we will be at the same table from now on, you have to help me..."

Wang Yarong just smiled as a response, spread out her notes and began to write.

Xiaomo is so excited now, that she is at the same table with the beautiful woman who wants to have sex.

Hey, God, I thank you on behalf of my eight generations of ancestors.

"Sister Rongrong, how do you do this question?" Xiaomo randomly found a question and asked Wang Yarong, "Please help me."

Wang Yarong was more willing to help her classmates, and took the test paper, "Oh, this question is like this..."

Xiaomo has a problem?

Who would believe it? Look at his eyes, he can't stop looking at Wang Yarong.

"Hey, are you listening? Don't miss out, I'll just tell you once." Wang Yarong tapped the table with her pen to remind Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo came back to his senses, "Ah, I'm just thinking about something, let's talk..."

As soon as Wang Yarong lowered her head, Xiaomo's peripheral vision from the corner of her eyes began to look at her breasts.

Xiao Mo has also become a god, if he catches the opportunity, he will not let it go.

He shamelessly asked 6 questions in one morning, but he didn't understand any of them.

Nima, his mind is not on it, can you understand?

When school was about to leave at noon, Xiao Mo fell asleep in a daze because of feasting his eyes.

"Rongrong, let's go eat..."

A girl with a very pure appearance and a medium build came over, glanced at Xiao Mo who was sleeping like a dead pig, and said with a smile: "Rongrong, you have a good relationship, did you know each other before?"

This girl's name is Liu Qingqing, the study committee member of the class, and Wang Yarong's best friend.

"There, I just met today..." Wang Yarong began to collect notes.

"No way? It doesn't look like it's very intimate, hehe...could it be..." Liu Qingqing said with a wicked smile.

Wang Yarong's face flushed slightly, "Qingqing, you're making fun of me again, really...don't talk to you anymore."

"Okay, okay, stop talking, look at you, you blush when you talk about it. No wonder so many boys like you." Liu Qingqing held Wang Yarong's face and kissed her.

"You," Wang Yarong stood up and began to fight with Liu Qingqing.

After Xiaomo fell asleep, listening to the women playing, he stood up and said, "Let go of that girl..."

With a wave of his right hand forward, he felt something soft, like an apple, and rubbed it lightly.

"Ah, pervert!" Liu Qingqing yelled wildly, because a devil's hand was touching her right breast.

He took the book on the table and threw it on Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo sensed something was wrong, squinted his eyes and opened a small gap...

Whoa, Mimi...

He had a bad feeling in his heart, he had to pretend to be confused now, otherwise things would be even more difficult.

With a sound of "Boom", he sat on the stool again and pretended to fall asleep.

Seeing that her friend was robbed, Wang Yarong was also nervous for a while, and when she thought about Xiaomo's actions at the stairs before class, she felt a little annoyed, "Hey, Jiang Xiaomo, how could you behave like this."

Liu Qingqing was different, she was not as gentle as Wang Yarong, she stretched out her hand and pulled Wang Yarong away, "Rongrong get out of the way..." She raised her foot and kicked her.

Xiaomo is fully awake now, and very sober.

He felt a gust of dark wind blowing over him, feeling bad, and began to practice the exercises on the whole upper body, especially the belly.

Who knows, a wise man will make a mistake if he thinks about it.

Liu Qingqing actually stepped on Xiaomo's crotch, "Don't pretend to be me."

"Ah" Xiaomo yelled, and fell to the ground at an angle.

This time he is really pretending, who the hell is still thinking about pretending.

However, he would never admit to Mimi who touched the beautiful woman.

Once admitted, it becomes a fatal disease, unable to turn over.

Wang Yarong's good image will also be greatly discounted in Wang Yarong's heart.

"Oh, what's the matter, beauty, why are you hitting me?" Xiao Mo clutched his crotch, not looking at Liu Qingqing's chest.

Hey, I said why it looks like an apple, but it turns out it is, and it is too small.

Then he looked at Wang Yarong's chest in a blink of an eye, um, this one is not bad, much better than hers.

"Why do you say I hit you? Where did you touch me? A pervert!" Liu Qingqing was very angry.

Xiao Mo still pretended to be very decent, "I just woke up, I really don't know what happened." After that, he looked at Wang Yarong, "Sister Rongrong, what's going on?"

Wang Yarong asked suspiciously: "You really don't know?"

"I really don't know. I was beaten by this sister when I just fell asleep." Xiaomo said with a wronged face, "Sister Rongrong, you have to believe me, what did I do? Tell me down."

"This..." Wang Yarong was in a dilemma, she really didn't know how to speak.

She turned around and looked at Liu Qingqing, "Qingqing, he really doesn't seem to know..."

"If that's the case, do you believe it?" Liu Qingqing insisted that Xiao Mo was pretending to be stupid, "Just pretend."

When Xiaomo heard Wang Yarong call her name, she also called out, "Sister Qingqing, what have I done? You should at least let me know, right? Well, you saw it too, I slept like a dead pig, How can you do something bad?"

"Hmph, I'm so mad." Liu Qingqing didn't know what to say for a while.

She can't say, you touch my tits, right?

"You really don't know?" Liu Qingqing asked again.

Xiao Mo shook his head vigorously, looked at Liu Qingqing, then at Wang Yarong, as if he had really been wronged.

Hey, these two beauties are so easy to deceive, they actually believed it.

Well, let's just say they were kind.

Xiao Mo patted his buttocks and stood up, using the hand that rubbed Liu Qingqing's Mimi, he kept stroking his face back and forth, "Sister Rong Rong, is get out of class over?"

"Well, get out of class is over." Wang Yarong still spoke so gently, "Don't call me sister from now on, I'm probably younger than you."

"Ah? How come?" Xiaomo became shameless, invincible to death.

In order to get closer to Wang Yarong, he spared no effort to make himself look a little perverted young "I'm 18 this year..."

In his opinion, calling a beautiful woman and calling her sister must be faster than calling her a sister or something.

People are all selfish desires and desires. Who doesn't want to make themselves noble, especially beautiful women. Their common problem is that they like others to say that they are beautiful.

"Ah? You're 18?" Liu Qingqing looked at Xiao Mo's sincere face, and forgot about the little friction just now, and shouted in surprise: "You only believe it!"

"If you don't believe it, you can't do it, Sister Qingqing, I will prove it." Xiaomo moved to the side of the two of them, and took out the fake ID card that Tong Jing had prepared for him. "No, you have a look."

"Are you really 18?" Wang Yarong and Liu Qingqing stared at the ID card for a while, and said at the same time: "Then just call me sister, we are a year or two older than you."