The fingertips gently stroked across the lower abdomen.
The subtle sound of the zipper clicking seemed to last a century, followed by the belt passing through the metal buckle, the pin fixed at a certain position, and then closed.
"Is it tight enough?"
He told Su Ci not to make a sound, but he suppressed his breath and gently bit the soft earlobe on her right side, saying one offensive word after another, ambiguous and hoarse.
As he wished, Su Ci did not speak. She raised her hand to feel the muscular forearm and gently drew a hook on the back of her hand that was covering her eyes.
suitable.
The warmth on the back of his hand disappeared as soon as he touched it, and it went numb to the bones. The man couldn't help but shudder, and was in a daze for a moment, hiding in the dim shadows and no one knew about it.
Then there is the small vest over the shirt, with buttons buttoned one by one from the bottom fork to the chest.
The customized size fits the body curve very well, and one-handed operation is flexible and gentlemanly, but some slight touches are inevitable.
The breathing sound in her ear became heavier. He seemed to be sniffing the scent of her neck, or deliberately making seductive gasps, and his hot breath penetrated into her collar.
It doesn’t end here.
Su Ci felt his hand pulling something off from behind her, and then the silky, cool cloth covered her eyes and was tied into a light knot behind her head.
It's a tie.
The man seemed very satisfied with his masterpiece. He lowered his head and kissed the soft top of her head. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he let out a low and pleasant sigh.
"It's a good idea to go back and forth. I'll take it to class every day. Otherwise, I don't know what bad things will happen."
When his hands were free, the first thing he did was to hold Su Ci horizontally in his arms, limiting her range of movement as much as possible, forcefully and domineeringly.
There was only one chair in the locker room, and it inevitably made some noise when it suddenly bore the weight of two people.
Xia Chuhe, who was changing clothes in the cubicle, felt her scalp tingle.
The locker room with power outage is the most likely to trigger associations.
The first faces that came to mind were those who often bullied her, such as Tong Yuting and the others, and the sisters Guan Xitang and Guan Zhiyue...
Then there are all kinds of ghost movies, zombies, snakes, insects, strange creatures, and perverted murderers...
"Who? Who else is changing clothes?"
No one responded to her. The rustling sound continued, becoming increasingly louder and accompanied by what sounded like human breathing, more than one.
Not knowing what he was thinking about, Xia Chuhe's pale face turned red, then white, and then blue. He hurriedly put on his vest and rushed out of the locker room.
Shame on you!
How could a couple have an affair in the locker room?
No, that’s not right… their class is the only one taking equestrian lessons at this time. Isn’t the girl in Class F the new transfer student, Su Ci?
She, she actually...!
Xia Chuhe almost fainted. Min Yi was so devoted to her that he even threw away the breakfast he had brought her for her, yet she was having an affair with another man in the locker room!
Just now in the classroom, Min Yi contradicted Chu Junling for Su Ci and was punished with countless notes. Is Su Ci worthy of Min Yi's exception and favor?
In the cubicle, the man held Su Ci's wrist, bent down and kissed the back of her white hand, then put on the gloves in an orderly manner, pushing his five fingers one by one until they fit perfectly.
"So good."
The voice was deep and pleasant, and there was praise in the words, but more of it was the gloom of impending storm.
"What do you take me for? A attentive servant or a cold-blooded dressing machine? Do you think I'd be held in his arms and groped by anyone else?"
"without……"
"You want to say no? You're lying to me? You're afraid I'll get angry and force myself on you if you refuse, right?"
No matter what he said, it was wrong. Su Ci could only shake his head. The lower half of his face, which was raised up, looked cold, white, pitiful and broken against the backdrop of the pure black tie.
The man seemed to know what she was thinking. He clamped his jaw with his thumb and thumb, controlling her completely.
"I will. I'm that kind of jerk. I can do anything to you. Do you feel it? I despise the rules more than they do, so don't make me angry."
He laid down the rules in a threatening tone.
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