Chapter 2: (Slight H) Outside the door,
Liang Hao is playing with herself.
When Zhou Hanning was in class, he kept staring at Liang Hao, as if he was going to burn a hole out of the back of the girl's head.
She was lying on the table with her curly black hair hanging loose, covering her fair neck, looking a little bohemian. Liang Hao has always been like this, doing whatever she wants.
She didn't study hard in high school, and her college entrance examination results were not satisfactory. In the end, she went abroad to study.
"Zhou Hanning, what's the matter with you?" said Jiang Ye, his deskmate, as he stared at her with deep eyes. "What's the matter with Liang Hao? You've been staring at her since earlier?"
Jiang Ye felt that what he said before was not pleasant. It was also wrong; he thought that Zhou Hanning was just asking Liang Hao's whereabouts on a whim at that time and wondering why he kept staring at her in class.
Puzzled, he stretched his neck and glanced in Liang Hao's direction. Zhou Hanning's cold eyes shot over him as a result. For some reason, Jiang Ye suddenly saw a little bit of possessiveness in his eyes.
He felt that the world seemed to be turned upside down today.
When Liang Hao turned her head back and accidentally looked at Zhou Hanning, she was so frightened that she quickly turned her head; her body felt hot; and her underwear was completely wet.
Liang Hao didn't care about other things. Today was not going well. When she came to school in the morning, she had an argument with her mother, and she accidentally got the monitor's attention. She was really unlucky.
Liang Hao secretly groaned; she put her chin on the table; her beautiful features were wrinkled; her small and delicate nose was dripping with sweat; and her heart was pounding, as if someone were playing drums on it.
She couldn't bear it anymore; she couldn't bear it, so she had to raise her legs, clamp her legs, and rub them hard.
Liang Hao had nowhere to put her hands, so there was nothing she could do.
She couldn't care about anything else, so she had to stretch her hands into the pleated skirt. She had already ʍǟֆȶʊʀɮǟȶɛɖ three times this morning.
But the flower hole was still very itchy, and even the place where she was sitting got wet.
The soft flesh in the flower hole was very aggressive, spitting out lwed juice layer by layer, and the քʊֆֆʏ mouth opened and closed.
It was almost the end of class, but Liang Hao couldn't hold it anymore. She hurriedly took out a small vibrator from her table and stuffed it into the flower hole without anyone noticing it.
The slightly vibrating touch gradually relieved her itching, and she exhaled a sigh of relief, but Zhou Hanning witnessed everything.
Zhou Hanning always thought that Liang Hao was ʂҽ×մąӀӀվ frigid, but just now her smooth movements and her slightly swaying body confirm that.
After the vibrator went in, she looked up with her head up, obviously enjoying it and being a veteran.
In their previous lives, the two of them were on the verge of misfiring several times, but they failed in the end.
At that time, Zhou Hanning suspected that Liang Hao didn't like him and that she might be frigid or hate having ֆɛӼ with others.
What he saw just now is clearly not what a frigid person should look like.
When the class was over, Zhou Hanning was called by the teacher to the office to talk about his senior year review.
Their school didn't divide good classes from bad classes, so there were top-notch students in each class, but there were also some muddy ones who couldn't support the wall, so the head teacher decided to "bring out the good and the bad" to let everyone help each other.
Zhou Hanning remembered that he did not choose to lead Liang Hao in his previous life. He always liked Liang Hao, but he always watched her from afar, watching her make boyfriends.
Watching her hold hands with others, watching her change boyfriend after boyfriend, He was really timid at that time; no wonder Liang Hao has always looked down on him.
Liang Hao lies on the table, pretending to sleep, and the school organizes students to do exercises during the big break.
Liang Hao found an excuse not to run away. The girls didn't want to stay in the classroom, so the empty classroom became her world.
She found a corner and sat down with the light behind her. The electric fan above her head creaked. No one will see her.
She bent her legs reassuringly, grabbed the edge of the chair, gasped slightly, raised her head, narrowed her eyes slightly, and groaned softly from time to time.
Because Zhou Hanning was thinking about Liang Hao, he didn't go for a run. When he walked back to the classroom, he happened to see this scene.
The little girl's black hair blocked half of her face, and she was leaning against the wall. It was hard to see what she was doing without looking carefully.
But Zhou Hanning had already become suspicious, so he naturally guessed what she was doing.
Zhou Hanning passed through the crack of the door, and the inside was full of spring scenery. Liang Hao's thighs were spread, her voice was a little trembling, and she bit her lip, not daring to ʍօǟռ too loudly.
The voice that came out slowly was very moving and delicate, and she stepped onto the chair with her legs bent.
The heels of her legs trembled slightly, and a pair of white and soft hands reached down to cover her pink քʊֆֆʏ.
Zhou Hanning's eyes were full of disbelief and a little excitement. He actually saw Liang Hao playing with herself with a massage stick, and her expression was turbulent. Her little bit of spring was fatal to Zhou Hanning.
Liang Hao had never made a ʂҽ×մąӀ suggestion to him in his previous life. This caused Zhou Hanning to think that Liang Hao was frigid.
But now it seems that she is not frigid at all.
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