Scum Coercion

I haven't seen it before, so it turns out that she is wearing a sky blue pantyhose today, which matches the blue sky outside the window behind her, which really fits the occasion.

But I was scared out of my wits.

Echoing Jasmine's gloomy expression, her fat times also turned dark blue because of the cipher, as if she had been wet by something.

All I know is my fault.

Although I wanted to embarrass my girlfriend, I never thought that Jasmine would be so angry.

The panties she clutched in her hands were wet and seemed to suck something, and as she clenched angrily, more transparent liquid was gradually squeezed out by her, dripping on the ground.

She was like this, biting her lip tightly, and her hands were shaking constantly.

"Kill...kill you..."

huh?

It seemed that I heard some dangerous lines, and my brows twitched.

"Wait, wait a minute, Jasmine, I don't have any malice towards you, I just want to do an experiment, don't look at me like this, in fact, I have done it on myself, if you are unhappy, I will wash it off for you it is also fine……"

"You...must die..."

But before I had time to feel that the experiment was successful, Jasmine had already moved one shoulder back like crazy, stretched one hand far behind her, and assumed the posture of a baseball pitcher throwing a ball.

And she had crumpled the fabric in her hand, like a ball ready to go.

"Ah, wait a minute, Jasmine, don't be angry."

"Pervert, you-go-die-go!!!"

I didn't have time to react at all, or I was petrified. In short, I stood there stupidly and couldn't react to Jasmine's movements at all.

Swish.

Something cut through the air and flew towards my face.

It was a shining arc, and time seemed to be slowed down for an instant, so that I could clearly see the scattered crystal water droplets splashing as the ball of kneaded fabric was spinning in the air.

Although I wanted to dodge subconsciously, but because I was so confused, of course I couldn't react quickly.

pat.

"what……"

Caught off guard, I felt a surge of pressure on my face, my eyes went dark, and I fell back screaming.

At the same time my face was soaked with something.

"Really, I can't believe there are such perverted, trashy, low-level people in the world. Die immediately!!!"

Jasmine kept yelling at me, but lying on the ground, I couldn't understand the meaning of the words.

What is blinding me?

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! !

Because I'm not looking for trouble, it's rare for Jasmine, who is above me angrily, to resist me~

No matter what, I still have to go back and wash my face.

Go home that night.

"Are you there, Jasmine?"

No matter how I texted her, she didn't reply me, and at noon, she just threw the fat time to me angrily and then ran away with tears in her eyes.

Well, she really had the courage to spend the afternoon in a vacuum like a pique.

This time... it seems that I have really gone too far.

I helplessly lay down on my desk like a ball of sponge, and there was still a sky-blue pan that Jasmine threw to me by the window of my room. It was after I washed it because I didn’t know what to do with it, so I hung it on the bed first. Things to dry on the side.

In addition to the underwear and stockings she left at my house for various reasons, should I consider packing them and sending them back to her house...

With all kinds of thoughts in mind, the time of this semester began to pass slowly.

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"Powder-scented sweat wets Yaoqin Zhen, spring tea crisp melts rain ointment. After bathing, the place where Tan Lang touches the place, Linghua cools and purple grapes"

A few days ago, I——Zhu Zeyu, did something too much to my girlfriend Jasmine, which caused Jasmine to have a rare breakdown and ignored me for a day.

Fortunately, the next day, under my semi-coercion, I found Jasmine in an empty chemistry classroom and used some videos, photos, and recordings to "communicate" for a while. Calling me a scumbag reluctantly "voluntarily" forgave me, and staged a drama like ancient poetry before it ended.

After that, I specially gave her a few days off, and I was able to spare time to watch animation when I got home.

And after that—

There's one thing I care about, it's my whim...

Most people have seen it. In Japanese anime, the hero and heroine will go to the rooftop or eat together in the unmanned corridor on the top floor during their lunch break.

At that time, the atmosphere of two people being together alone was quite good. The heroine might hold out a spoon to the hero shyly and say "ah~" or something, and the two people's hands would touch each other unconsciously, and then it would be like separated like an electric shock.

Well, it's so romantic.

This is what I felt when I woke up in the morning and recalled the new episode of love that I added yesterday.