3/Night Rain Touch Light H
Shen Yu sat at his desk, pen in hand, but the exam paper he was supposed to write was under Chen Mian.
She sat in front of him, legs outstretched. Her shoes had been neatly placed by the door when she entered the room. White cotton socks encircled her fair calves, and she used her feet on either side of his chair for support.
At this moment, Chen Mian was no longer the aloof Chen Mian from school. It was as if he had plucked a gardenia blooming in the night rain and held it in his hand, listening to others say that Chen Mian was beautiful and proud, and that just looking at her made people's hearts itch.
The most talked-about thing was Chen Mian's figure.
Normally, when wearing a school uniform jacket, the loose style makes them look the same at first glance.
But one sweltering summer day, the classroom air conditioner broke down, and Chen Mian took off her school uniform jacket, revealing her ample breasts beneath her white short-sleeved shirt.
At that time, Shen Yu and a group of friends passed by the door of her class. Some of them pointed at Chen Mian and exclaimed in a low voice, "Wow, that's impressive!"
At that time, Shen Yu and Chen Mian were not related. He just glanced into the room and felt that she was somewhat mismatched with that overly innocent face.
The room fell silent for a moment.
Chen Mian had no idea what Shen Yu was thinking. In the past, when she went home with him, there was never much room for thought; as soon as she entered the door, it was basically a nightmare.
But today, Shen Yu seemed uninterested, his eyes cold. His hand, resting on her side, remained motionless, simply touching her. The cool back of his hand made Chen Mian uncontrollably think of what those hands usually did in a room where only the two of them could see—their knuckles digging into her body, their fingertips circling and forcing her to cry out, before finally pulling them out and laughing at her, twirling the silver threads on their fingertips, "Chen Mian, look, you want it too."
But today, Shen Yu did nothing; he simply leaned there, his eyes coldly lowered.
The night outside the window gradually deepened, and it was already past nine o'clock.
At this time, Chen Song has probably already gone out drinking, but he will come back later.
If she went back and ran into Chen Song then, Chen Mian's expression darkened. She wanted to leave, but she knew that she could only leave if she made Chen Yu happy.
She slowly reached out, her fingertips touching the back of Chen Yu's hand, which was placed to one side.
When she needed something from someone, Chen Mian was at her most obedient. Her almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents as she softly called his name, "Chen Yu, aren't you happy?"
Why are you unhappy?
Chen Mian didn't quite understand. So many girls were surrounding him, weren't they? He lived in the most luxurious villa, didn't he? He could have anything he wanted, and he only had to ask her for entertainment.
Then why be unhappy?
She slowly rubbed against him like a small animal, stepping on his thighs and moving upwards, her feet tracing along his inner thighs. When she touched his already erect desire, she lowered her eyes and looked at him again.
Then, we saw Shen Yu's ambiguous smile.
"What did you say when someone confessed their feelings to you at school?"
Chen Mian was taken aback by Shen Yu's sudden question, then shook her head, "I don't remember."
What do you remember?
His voice was absolutely calm, and he chatted with her casually, but his actions were anything but honest. He grabbed her ankle and placed it on his hip, his fingers gently rubbing along the edge of her sock, his thumb lightly kneading her ankle bone. The person being controlled in his hands tensed up even in her toes.
"I don't remember any of it," Chen Mian replied, panting slightly.
Shen Yu hadn't even taken off his clothes; the top button of his shirt was already fastened.
He looked listless and didn't even look at Chen Mian; instead, he was looking at the science exam papers on the table.
The part of Chen Mian's thigh that was pressing down was exactly the last big question.
The vigorous and powerful handwriting briefly completed half of the answer process, leaving only the last half.
The solution lies below the light-colored mole on Chen Mian's thigh; the colon points to the girl's most hidden garden.
It seems that the last, most difficult math problem has become a part of Chen Mian's body.
Shen Yu stroked her leg with one hand, while actively seeking a solution with the other, following the colon and stopping in front of the pink fabric.
Like touching a tender spring petal, a light touch was all it took to leave it glistening.
The rain outside the window seemed to have soaked his exam paper.
"The homework is due tomorrow. What are we going to do if you get it wet?"
Shen Yu looked up at her with some trouble in his eyes, his eyes full of mocking laughter.
Chen Mian's breathing became rapid.
The sound of a vacuum cleaner whirring came from outside; Aunt Zhang had already cleaned up to the second-floor stairwell.
As the vibrations came in, Shen Yu's hand moved as well, gently rubbing her moist entrance through the fabric.
"Chen Mian, why aren't you saying anything?"
Chen Mian bit her lower lip, letting out a soft moan, but fearing that the people outside the door would hear, she raised her hand to cover her mouth.
But someone easily grabbed his chin.
Shen Yu's hands carried the scent of Chen Mian's body, a faint minty fragrance lingering beneath her lips, as he pinched her, forbidding her to hide her physical reactions.
Chen Mian looked at Shen Yu, her foot being held and pressed down on his erect desire.
His school uniform shirt was intact, but his school trousers were wrinkled from being rubbed.
The hard spot where the cotton socks were pressing against her palm felt like his body was actively seeking answers from her.
"I'll write you another copy of your homework. I have to go home now; it's getting late." Chen Mian bit her lip, her voice very soft.
"You can do the homework for science classes?"
Shen Yu didn't stop what he was doing. He asked her with a smile, while his other hand rubbed her lips, making her clenched teeth go numb and tremble. When she loosened her grip, his fingers slipped inside.
The mouth was warm, and his fingers were stroking the tongue that was always disobedient.
Chen Mian's eyes were wet, and she tried to speak but was stopped by him.
Shen Yu's eyes were deep, and he gripped her foot even faster.
Through his pants, his erect desire pressed against him, moving back and forth.
The two touched only a limited number of parts of their bodies throughout the entire encounter, and even their clothes remained intact, with the alluring scenery exposed beneath their lifted skirts.
Chen Mian blushed as she was teased.
"Ugh—" Chen Mian cried out unexpectedly as someone suddenly picked him up and sat him on his lap.
The hard object from the sinking realm was pressed against her soft door, sticking there firmly.
Shen Yu smiled as he looked at her, then mischievously mimicked her, "Hmm?"
The pleated skirts concealed the two people's bodies, making it appear at first glance as an embrace, but hiding the close contact between their bodies underneath.
Chen Mian leaned limply against his shoulder.
It was being poked and prodded repeatedly.
But from beginning to end, Shen Yu never took off his pants; he just poked and prodded at them as if scratching an itch through his boots.
Chen Mian's underwear was soaked, her legs trembled, her arms were wrapped around his shoulders, and she was biting her lip as she breathed softly in his ear.
"Hmm—"
The voice was soft, like a marshmallow that had been kneaded at will.
But her lips and tongue were warm, pressed against his neck, calling his name.
"Shenyu, please hurry up and shoot, I want to go home."
Like training a dog.
Training a disobedient and vicious dog.
Chen Mian knew from the beginning that she needed to be patient and calm.
She kissed Shen Yu's collarbone and teased his Adam's apple.
She brushed her tongue against his lips, her voice laced with laughter as she coaxed him, "Shen Yu, don't be unhappy."
This only happens in bed.
She only reacts when she wants him to finish quickly.
Like the most intimate lover.
It's full of half-baked deception and perfunctory responses.
When Chen Mian left Shen Yu's house, Aunt Zhang had already left.
There was nothing between her legs; her underwear had been pulled down and tossed into a drawer.
The boy, who had just ejaculated, looked satiated and sat lazily in the chair without moving. He only raised his head slightly to indicate that she could leave.
The driver was waiting at the door. Chen Mian opened the back seat and got in, where she saw a thick envelope on the seat.
"Your salary for this tutoring session."
Chen Mian picked it up and counted it: one hundred for every hundred.
Ten thousand.
Under the guise of tutoring.
The fact that they were having an affair.
Finally, it carried a hint of humiliation.
This is the Sinking Domain.
A bastard in human skin.
The car stopped near Chen Mian's house.
Chen Mian went downstairs with her bag in hand. Her body was exposed under her skirt. The drizzle swirled in the wind, as if trying to lift her skirt and reveal the secret beneath.
The lights in the residential building were off.
Chen Mian went inside, but the motion-activated lights didn't turn on.
But a message came in on my phone, and the screen lit up for a moment, illuminating the three words "bastard" written in chalk on the wall.
The person who sent the message was Zhao Lili.
I asked her: Mianmian, I forgot to ask at school, what kind of dog needs special care?
Chen Mian walked up the steps, her hand on the screen, and replied.
—Mad dog.
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