Zhou Yuwen admitted that he was a little impulsive when he happened last night, but Zhou Yuwen did not regret it. As expected, men are all kind of virtue. Zhou Yuwen thought that having Qiao Linlin, Zhang Nannan, and Liu Yueru was enough. Until last night with Jiang Ting, Zhou Yuwen found that these were not enough.

The relationship with Jiang Ting's skin is spiritual and flesh, which makes people feel endless aftertaste. Jiang Ting seems reserved, but she is extremely bold. At the beginning of last night, Zhou Yuwen was a little hesitant, but Jiang Ting did not hesitate at all. She even sat on Zhou Yuwen and took the initiative to attack.

The story was like this. Zhou Yuwen hugged Jiang Ting and entered the teacher, and then the two of them hugged and kissed each other while retreating until Zhou Yuwen forced Jiang Ting to go backwards. Jiang Ting sat on the sofa, while Zhou Yuwen still kissed Jiang Ting.

Then Zhou Yuwen was no longer satisfied with the touch of the small mole, but began to think about untiing Jiang Ting's belt.

Well, even Zhou Yuwen, who has been through the battlefield for a long time, suddenly seemed a little embarrassed at this time and could not untie his belt.

Jiang Ting saw her embarrassment. Her long hair was thick and black, which looked particularly beautiful under the moonlight. She used her hands to slightly dissipate her long hair, signaling Zhou Yuwen not to be so anxious, and gently unbuttoned the buttons of her belt.

"Uh," Jiang Ting's series of operations made Zhou Yuwen feel a little confused. Jiang Ting didn't give Zhou Yuwen a chance to react and kissed Zhou Yuwen directly.

The two of them kissed each other again.

"No, no, it's too fast." Zhou Yuwen was a little scared.

"Don't talk, kiss me." Jiang Ting said, continuing to kiss Zhou Yuwen.

Under the moonlight, the small mole in the collar looks particularly conspicuous.

Zhou Yuwen's after-light noticed this small mole, the white and big mole made Zhou Yuwen confused for a moment and no longer pretended to be innocent. He was like a hungry tiger rushing to eat, throwing Jiang Ting under him and roughly tearing Jiang Ting's clothes.

There was a whispering sound in the classroom, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and in the darkness, Jiang Ting's body was still white and her big black eyes were translucent.

“A little cold.”

"I'll hold you."

Zhou Yuwen looked at Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting also looked at Zhou Yuwen.

After the two were intimate, Zhou Yuwen clearly felt that Jiang Ting was ready. Well, Zhou Yuwen found that Jiang Ting seemed to be more sensitive than Qiao Linlin and the girls.

"Is that OK?"

"Don't ask."

....

Paddy,

It started to rain outside the window. This is a rare thing in December. The light rain continues, moistening things silently like spring rain.

The light rain was first steep, then drizzled, then drizzled, like what Yu Guangzhong wrote in "Listen to the Cold Rain".

On this rainy day, the old teaching building was pitch black, and the whispers of boys and girls came from the room, and the sounds were constantly submerged in this rainy season.

Listen, the cold rain.

Look at the cold rain,

Sniff, that little mole,

Smell the little mole,

Licking the little mole.

The rain is cloudy and psychedelic. Sniff it carefully, it is refreshing and fresh, with a little mint fragrance. When it is strong, it emits the unique fishy smell of grass and woods after bathing. Maybe it is full of the fishy smell of earthworms and snails, after all, it is Jingzhe.

Perhaps the life on the ground and underground may be the layered memories of ancient China, and perhaps the subconscious and dreams of plants are tight, and the fishy smell.

The rain hits the trees and tiles, and the rhythm is crisp and audible.

Especially when the clanging and clanging on the roof tiles, the ancient music is the most primitive rhythm.

The big bamboo that is broken like an oak, the sound of a rapid rain is like a waterfall, and the sound of dense snow is more like a broken jade. Whether it is playing the piano, chanting poems, playing chess, or throwing pots, the resonance effect is particularly good.

It rained this night, and the sound of rain continued. It seemed to be spring rain, but in fact it was the last autumn rain. The winter of this year seemed to come later. After the autumn rain, the temperature dropped by octaves.

The rainy season is always cold, and I don’t feel it at first, but it gets cold after the rain. Jiang Ting’s snow-white body curled up on the sofa, and her jade-like feet are all natural.

"I'm cold."

"I'll hold you."

Zhou Yuwen hugged Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting's head was leaning against Zhou Yuwen's arms, and her hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her snow-white skin.

The surroundings of the mole are no longer snow-white, but are a little red.

It was getting late, and Zhou Yuwen couldn't bear to ask Jiang Ting to walk again, so he called Liu Yueru and asked Liu Yueru to drive to pick her up.

Liu Yueru drove a BMW x5. The big black body of the car lit up with headlights in front of this quiet teaching building. The weather was moist and there was a little rain.

Liu Yueru wore a burgundy uniform, narrow skirt and high heels. She was a girl who loved cleanliness. She had no conditions before, but now she lived more exquisitely than anyone else after she had conditions.

She was waiting in front of the teaching building with a black umbrella.

After a while, Zhou Yuwen hugged Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting was wearing Zhou Yuwen's coat. When she came over, she looked at Liu Yueru with a meaningful look. Her eyes seemed to be swearing sovereignty, and she seemed to be proud.

Liu Yueru's expression was calm and could not even show surprise.

This made Jiang Ting curious. Did she think it was wrong?

Zhou Yuwen hugged Jiang Ting and went into the back seat.

Liu Yueru stepped on her high heels and started the car silently.

"Is it still cold? Will you catch a cold?" Zhou Yuwen put the blanket prepared by Liu Yueru on Jiang Ting.

Regarding Zhou Yuwen's considerateness, Jiang Ting just smiled and shook her head and said it was okay.

Throughout the whole process, Liu Yueru sent them to the residential building in Santa Fe, Cambridge.

Zhou Yuwen asked Jiang Ting to go up first, and then said to Liu Yueru: "Thank you for your hard work, I'll let you go so late."

Liu Yueru shook her head, not wanting to say anything, but seeing Zhou Yuwen going upstairs, she still said softly: "Boss,"

Zhou Yuwen turned around curiously.

Liu Yueru hesitated for a moment and finally spoke: "Miss Nannan is a good girl, I don't want the boss to hurt her."

Zhou Yuwen was stunned, then there was another silence. He said, "No, Nan Nan will not be hurt, neither will you."

"It's good if Miss Nan Nan is not hurt." After Liu Yueru said this, she started the car and turned around and left.

Zhou Yuwen was touched by Liu Yueru's words and didn't want to continue. But when he arrived at the stairs, Jiang Ting hugged Zhou Yuwen from behind, rested her head on Zhou Yuwen's shoulder and asked, "Why are you here now?"

"I,"

Before Zhou Yuwen could finish speaking, Jiang Ting blocked Zhou Yuwen's mouth: "Stop talking about this, I want you."
Chapter completed!