Qing Kai

Ilike you.

I like you to show off.

That's just three words.

The spring evening is very gentle.

The classroom blackboard is also full of weekend homework for various subjects. Lin Qing Kai leaned lazily on the desk with one arm around her waist. The uniform was so thin that Jiang Ling could perceive his fingers rubbing up and down on her spine.

It's itchy, and it's very hot.

This gave Jiang Ling the illusion that they were already very close.

She tugged at the corner of his clothes, and replied in a very soft voice, "I prefer you to rub it." Lin Qing Kai laughed in a low voice, "Why?"

Jiang Ling leaned on his shoulder, covering his face: "More... comfortable." 

The two got close. Lin Qing Kai's hand movement on her back is more convenient. He found the edge of her panties with his fingertips across the skirt, and leaned down the line as if nothing happened.

Jiang Ling leaned forward to hide, his hands followed up again.

"How do you feel more?" Still teasing her with words.

Jiang Ling leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "Yes, it feels very comfortable." 

"When the t*ts are comfortable, you will get wet, right?"

Jiang Ling nodded.

Lin Qing Kai's Adam's apple bobbed, his hands dropped, and her skirt was lifted.

Jiang Ling was shocked and went to press on his hand.

Lin Qing Kai looked at her and said quietly, "Don't you want me to touch it?"

Jiang Ling shook his head: "We are still in the classroom."

Lin Qing Kai obviously only cares about him not being allowed to touch her. He laughed: "Isn't the classroom more exciting."

He easily broke away from Jiang Ling's hand, and stroked her thigh.

Jiang Ling was sore. It's the feeling of being scalded by electricity again. His palms were hot, and he grinds on the sensitive place between her legs a few more times.

When Lin Qing Kai spoke again, there was a taste of eroticism in his voice: "Your c*nt is really soft."

He hooked his head and bit her earlobe.