Chapter 502 The Crown Prince's Little Darling 67
"Do it now?" he asked.
Song Jinhuan nodded: "Sure! If you'd like."
Bo Yan lowered his gaze, then smiled and suggested, "It's no fun just watching me do it. Why don't you join me?"
Song Jinhuan decisively refused: "I don't know how to do this!"
Just thinking about it makes me tired.
Bo Yan smiled and said, "Sit on my back, or... just lie down."
"Choose one of the two."
Song Jinhuan scratched his head and smiled foolishly, "So I misunderstood."
She immediately leaned back and said, "Lie down properly!"
Only a fool would choose to sit on the back!
Bo Yan clicked his tongue inwardly. A defenseless girl is bound to suffer a great loss.
He stood up, looked down at the girl, and slowly pulled the zipper down with one hand.
A long, sharp "rip" sound seemed to foreshadow something.
Song Jinhuan bent her knees and kicked the bed, instinctively wanting to escape backward.
Bo Yan swiftly pressed her knee down and tossed his coat aside with one hand.
"Why are you running?" he asked with a faint smile, slowly moving upwards.
Song Jinhuan stammered, "I...I'm a little...a little thirsty."
Bo Yan laughed and exposed her, saying, "Every time you lie, your eyes dart around."
Song Jinhuan instinctively covered her eyes and denied it, saying, "I didn't, you're lying, you didn't see anything."
Bo Yan placed his hands on either side of her ears and announced, "Lie still, I'm about to begin."
Song Jinhuan had a bad feeling.
The chaotic breathing sounds descending from above, the occasional distant heartbeats, and the gentle breezes swirling around her ears all confirmed her suspicions.
She spread two fingers apart, her gaze meeting the boy's ambiguous smile through the gaps, and her previously restrained panting began to flow freely.
Restless elements are stirring.
Song Jinhuan's cheeks flushed red, as if she had done something naughty, and in the end she could only manage to utter, "You did it on purpose!"
Bo Yan readily admitted, "Yes."
"There are ten left, help me count them."
Song Jinhuan reluctantly glanced away, feeling a sense of unease as he was enveloped by him, as if his entire body was being forced into a state of unease.
"Can't you do it?"
Bo Yan said, "I hope you also feel involved."
Song Jinhuan already felt very involved.
"Hurry up and count, or I'll keep doing it."
Song Jinhuan replied succinctly, "You'll be exhausted!"
The tone of those words sounded particularly gloating.
Sweat began to bead on Bo Yan's forehead. He kindly reminded her, "If you're exhausted, you probably won't be able to push me away."
threaten!
Song Jinhuan: "Ten, nine, eight..."
As Bo Yan leaned down, he whispered in her ear, "Be serious, or else..."
Song Jinhuan panicked, her face flushed, and she gritted her teeth as she counted down again: "Ten, nine, eight..."
It's her fault, it's her mistake.
This game feels like a punishment.
Waaaaah.
Fortunately, the other red envelopes contained small gifts, and there was also a huge stack of test papers!
Favorability: 90.
Before we knew it, it was time for the new school term to begin.
The second semester of senior year begins with a period of intense review, and Song Jinhuan happens to have finished learning all the material from her junior year.
Regarding the senior year portion, I've been paying close attention in class, so I only need to go through it once and address some of the difficult points.
In the first monthly exam of the second semester of senior year, Song Jinhuan's ranking jumped into the top ten of the class because there was a lot of content from the second year of high school.
However, during the midterm exams, because there was more material from the first year of high school and the third year of high school, her ranking dropped back to the twenties.
The grades fluctuated greatly.
Aside from the homeroom teacher's concern, Song Jinhuan herself remained remarkably calm.
Regardless of whether the girl makes progress or regresses, Bo Yan will always prepare a small cake.
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