Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

Chang Che has no interest in watching friendly matches.

He leaned back slightly, crossed his feet, sat in a leisurely posture, casually took out the phone from his pocket with one hand, and flipped through the photos on the phone boringly, even though he still had a strong aura.

The two sat there quietly, neither of them meant to talk.

On the other hand, the classmate near the seat had a good chat with Qiongying.

Chang Che didn't care what they said, and just looked at how she was sleeping on the phone.

When they were talking, he sometimes looked at the cute person on the phone, and sometimes secretly glanced at her side face with his spare eye, comparing and admiring her carefully.

As long as Qiongying sat up a little bit, he would raise his phone up, and when no one else was paying attention, he would silently take another photo of her profile.

He didn't count them in detail, but there are definitely dozens of photos of her on the phone, all of which he secretly took when she was asleep in the few days after this encounter.

Chang Che was very quiet, sitting among a group of students of his age, but he could clearly feel the difference.

It is a kind of precipitation from the baptism of wind and rain.

No matter how deliberately ignored, you can clearly feel the low-key but powerful aura on him.

In fact, to be honest, Chang Che in Qiongying's impression did not have such a strong aura.

The person in her mind was still two years ago. At that time, he was not the young master who is now aloof, let alone a figure that others fear in certain fields, an opponent that should not be underestimated...

At that time, he was sexy but exuded a slight childishness. Even though he was dragged to practice during the winter and summer vacations, he didn’t have the precipitation after the baptism, and he didn’t have the current one that can’t be ignored. powerful momentum.

This powerful masculine breath wrapped her tightly, it was an indescribable feeling.

"If you're bored, you don't have to sit here with me. You don't have to be busy with your affairs. I'm sure there won't be any accidents when I'm with my classmates."

Qiongying's heart was shaken by this breath, and she turned her head to talk to him, wanting to send him away, not wanting to be disturbed by him.

Chang Che lowered his head domineeringly: "Which eye of yours sees me as bored?"

She made fun of it, and snorted mockingly: "I see the words I'm boring written all over your body."

Chang Che said lightly, then stopped talking to her, and continued to play with his mobile phone.

He is playing a game with great interest. The way to play the game is to undress. Just input a photo of a beautiful woman into the game software, and the software can provide a hundred ways to take off the beautiful woman's clothes. He has a lot of fun. , and even the body reacted.

Hey, but the beauty sitting next to him has no idea that she is being lusted upon.

Otherwise, you have to fight him hard.

When he was guilty, Chang Che couldn't help but sneak a glance at her. Seeing that she didn't notice, he continued to immerse himself in the undressing game, and took off her clothes over and over again with slightly hooked corners of his lips.

Qiongying felt uneasy all over for no reason.

She kicked Chang Che's leather shoes, "Chang Che."

"Say." Chang Che played the game obsessively, and answered absently, as low as a whisper.

"I'm thirsty, go and buy me a bottle of drink." She tried her best to send him away.

Chang Che stretched his legs, put away his phone, and asked casually, "What do you want to drink?"

Qiongying didn't realize that when he looked down at her, for a moment, deep in his eyes, there was a deep pampering.