The Coercion of Scum

"Yes, but... this is not it, it's just an indirect kiss."

She put down the cup and glanced at me reluctantly with her shoulders shrunk.

I shook the spoon of course.

"We all kissed directly, right? What's this kind of?"

"Yes, but... this is disgusting."

Jasmine stubbornly shook her head, her beautiful ink pupil exuding an aura of rejection at me.

I sighed.

Chapter 104 When the socks are stained with white spots

It's really uncooperative, but as a girlfriend who was intimidated by me, Jasmine is always like this.

So I pressed the spoon firmly to her closed mouth.

"Come on, don't you think it is very atmospheric."

"Nothing!"

"what……"

"……what."

There was a tangled expression on her face. After hesitating for a long time, she sighed, and then she opened her small mouth as if she had accepted her fate.

Looking at her tender lips with a little pink tongue sticking out and exhaling like blue lips, I also nodded contentedly.

That's right. Adopting an appeasement policy of non-resistance to me will save both of you effort.

Then I plan to put the spoon into Jasmine’s mouth, and stage a classic scene of feeding each other between couples——

"Hello!"

I don't know why, but my nose feels a little itchy, and with a shake of my hand, all the oats in the spoon are sprinkled.

The white liquid mixed with particles just dripped on Jasmine's thigh like this.

"what!!"

My girlfriend's eyes widened and moaned in a sharp female voice.

Seeing my important food, I also panicked.

"Ah, is it okay, is it hot? I have paper!"

Then, we panicked and dealt with the aftermath.

But since the unfortunate thing has already happened, it will certainly not simply end.

"You, you, rubbish, scum!!"

Jasmine looked at her thighs that still had white spots even though she had been wiped, and cursed at me with an expression of crying.

The thighs that were originally wearing black silk like cicada wings are stained with white oatmeal, even if they are wiped off, there are still some traces. In short, it looks very subtle.

Of course, Jasmine's expression of excitement was understandable. The decorations she was wearing were actually soiled like this, which was both ashamed and uncomfortable to wear.

Although I felt wronged because it was force majeure, but seeing her aggrieved with tears, I had to admit my mistake first. After all, I was a principled scumbag.

"Sorry, this was an accident."

"Are you planning to treat this kind of thing as an accident? So why did you want me to come here today? You really are trying to fix me, right?"

Jasmine lifted the corner of her eyes and stared at me bitterly.

But this kind of aura immediately dissipated because of her embarrassment.

"What to do, it's so ugly, the skirt can't cover it."

She stood up and tried to pull the skirt down, but because it was the underside of her thighs, the skirt couldn't cover her naturally.

"Emmmm, take off your socks anyway? Otherwise, what will others think when they see this!?"

I looked thoughtfully at her thin black silk thighs.

As expected of Jasmine, her beautiful legs are well-proportioned and straight. Under the thin silk stockings like cicada wings, the white and tender thighs are imaginative.

"No way!"

Jasmine, with an almost collapsed expression, categorically refused, and then she sat back on the chair embarrassedly, clamped her knees, separated the sides of her calves, and squeezed her hands against the skirt to rub.

Then she blushed and turned her head away from me, speaking in a weak voice.

"I wore it in the morning...it's gone in the afternoon...it's very conspicuous...it would be bad if you were babbled...and the thighs are chilly and uncomfortable without wearing socks..."

"Oh oh oh oh!"

Seeing my girlfriend pouting and muttering in a dilemma, I unexpectedly experienced this anxiety.

Indeed, women, especially female lead high school students, need face very much. It is estimated that one of the reasons why Jasmine accepted my coercion at the beginning was because of face.

If there are bad rumors, then high school life will be sad.

So I patted my chest.

"No problem, since I caused the problem, leave it to me!"

"babble?"

When she blinked blankly, I had once again pulled out a few pieces of facial tissues and wetted them with the water from the tap next to them.

Showing the facial tissue dripping with water drops to Jasmine, I said confidently:

"Don't worry, as long as you wipe it with a wet tissue, there will be no traces."

"Ah...um...I'm sorry to trouble you."

Her cherry lips opened slightly, and there was a hesitant expression on her face, but she still shrank her shoulders and thanked me softly.

Then I began to stretch my hand over and wipe the white marks on her thighs back and forth with a wet tissue.

"Ok……"

Suddenly, Jasmine gave a warning.