Loving You (Campus H) Chapter 3

 Chapter 3: Actively explores and teases.

Liang Hao didn't notice that someone was outside the door at all, she became more and more excited, and the sun-dyed light outside the window looked very beautiful on her body.

She winked like silk; her eyelids were half closed, and her soft white hands covered the flower holes.

Liang Hao's legs were soft, and her entire body was numb. The pleasure seemed to burst out but couldn't come out as she spread her two fingers apart, tore the two pieces of flesh apart with her lewd juice, bent her fingers, and inserted them in.

Zhou Hanning watched her move, her hand stretching into the mouth of the flower hole.

Those two pink flower holes were eating her fingers; the expression on her face was one of enjoyment, her legs were trembling non-stop; pushing her thin fingers in, Liang Hao ʍօǟռɛɖ, "Ahh..."

Her voice was not loud, and her movements could even be said to be eager. Liang Hao was afraid that others would watch her, and her movements were very rough, but the itching in the flower hole spread all over her limbs, and she never had an օʀɢǟֆʍ.

She kneaded her two plump ʟǟɮɨǟ impatiently, separated the thin slit, and the liquid was visible to the naked eye. The gurgling liquid wet her fingers.

Sweat gradually broke out on her body, her black hair covered half of her face, and her milky white skin was like a jug of milk pouring out of it.

Zhou Hanning rolled his Adam's apple, he had never seen Liang Hao like this.

Liang Hao said she liked him but could not have ֆɛӼ with him.

Zhou Hanning seemed to understand a little bit; he heard Liang Hao's small, trembling scream, and the voice trembled more and more. "Ahh..."

Zhou Hanning pulled away from the memory and glanced at the situation inside.

He saw her leaning weakly on the chair, gasping for breath. The golden sunlight came in and shone on her.

Her flower hole was wide open, and the pink hole was a little red and swollen, Probably because of her strength, the hole spit out white liquid.

Zhou Hanning's heart was pounding, as if the only sound in the corridor was his heartbeat.

She looked so beautiful after her օʀɢǟֆʍ that Zhou Hanning even wanted to go in and take a picture of this moment.

After Liang Hao finished tidying up, she went back to sit on the seat. Her body was a little limp, her fair, oval face was blushing, and there were crystal teardrops on her fluttering eyelashes.

Zhou Hanning waited for her to finish tidying up before pushing the door in. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled the smell of her lewd juice. Zhou Hanning sniffed. If conditions allowed, he really wanted to push Liang Hao down on the table to do it.

At the age of eighteen, his mind has changed. He is no longer the taciturn and inferior Zhou Hanning of before. He has matured mentally and been baptized over the years. No matter what, he will never let go of Liang Hao's hand this time.

Zhou Hanning walked over, there was light on him, Liang Hao squinted at him, she was a little nervous, she didn't know if Zhou Hanning found out that she was ɱαʂƚυɾႦαƚιɳɠ; after all, he opened the door and came in very quickly. Zhou Hanning used to go there during the big class break.

Zhou Hanning approached, blocking the sunlight outside the window; his body reeked of youth and vigor unique to teenagers, with a faint smell of soapy water.

Zhou Hanning seldom smelled of sweat; Liang Hao smelled this good smell, her flower hole were a little itchy, she twisted her body restlessly.

She looked up at Zhou Hanning with a smile on her face, her almond eyes curving into a crescent moon; the smile seemed real and fake. "Class Monitor, what's the matter?"

Zhou Hanning looked at her smiling face, and he resisted the urge to touch her face.

What he should do now is test her. Zhou Hanning said, "Did you hear any strange sounds just now?"

Liang Hao's legs were still weak; as if she were stepping on soft cotton candy, her toes rubbed against the corner of the table. She moved lightly again.

She froze for a moment, her eyeballs rolling, and she regained her agile look, saying, "No."

She pretended not to know, and Zhou Hanning couldn't do anything about her, but he had just seen Liang Hao's expression, so he probably could. Guessing about seven or eight points, there must be something wrong with her refusal to be intimate with him before.

Zhou Hanning lowered his head, put his hands on both sides of her table, and looked at Liang Hao silently. The girl still had that indifferent look.

She hasn't changed much since high school and adulthood, but her temperament has changed. Now she has a girlish charm, but as an adult, she is glamorous.

Liang Hao was a little flustered; her hands were sweating non-stop, and she was already very sensitive to Zhou Hanning's dark eyes.

She was so numb all over that she couldn't move, and Zhou Hanning's smell could really seduce her into heat; she didn't want to do it again, and Liang really didn't want to lose face in front of Zhou Hanning.

The smell on Zhou Hanning's body became stronger and stronger, as if he hugged her; the smell of youthful hormones wrapped her up.

Her heart was pounding, her hole were throbbing crazily, and her ɮʀɛǟֆȶ kept shrinking every time. "Don't be nervous; I just want to confirm something," Liang Hao said as the corners of Zhou Hanning's mouth curled up.

What he said was specious, and Liang Hao couldn't guess whether he had noticed her abnormality. Just as she was about to push Zhou Hanning away, she heard his clean voice hovering above her head: "Liang Hao, you smell so good."

In her place, her pussy was still throbbing, and her քʊֆֆʏ was dripping with lewd juice. She took off her panties just now, and this became even more obvious. The wind poured in from underneath, and the pussy was ravaged.

Liang Hao's cheeks flushed, Zhou Hanning stopped teasing her, and Liang Hao really wanted to push him, but she couldn't because her little addiction had been committed once more, and water burst excitedly out of her hole.

She was a little afraid that she would lose control again, so she had to try her best to clamp her legs. When Zhou Hanning turned his head and walked back to his place, he took a deep look at her, "Liang Hao, you look very uncomfortable, can I help you?"

Liang Hao shook her head, sweat dripped from her white and upright nose, and she stammered slightly. "No...no need, I'm fine."

Zhou Hanning didn't intend to embarrass her. In his first life, he missed Liang Hao. In this life, he will take every step of the way. In his last life, he didn't dare to talk to Liang Hao, let alone say such specious words with some kind of hidden meaning.

When Liang Hao returned home, Wu Manli was playing cards with Mrs. Kuo. She said hello and went up.

Liang Hao stopped, she walked over, stood in front of Wu Manli, and said sarcastically, "Isn't it thanks to Aunt Wu that I have a mother but not a mother?"

"You little rascal, can you talk while spewing nonsense?" Wu Manli stared. Looking at her and pointing at her with exaggerated red fingers, Liang was not afraid of her.

She turned around and walked away, leaving Wu Manli cursing. She was obviously a wealthy wife, and she looked like a cursing shrew.

After going up to the second floor, Liang Hao locked her room. She took off her sweaty clothes and lay down on the big soft bed, with the cold wind blowing her pussy.

She was thinking about what Zhou Hanning meant today. Today's Zhou Hanning was very strange, not at all like the calm and quiet monitor he used to be.

Liang Hao thought about it, and her քʊֆֆʏ began to itch again. She had ʍǟֆȶʊʀɮǟȶɛɖ and flirted three times today, but her քʊֆֆʏ still didn't get better. She rolled over and got out of bed and found a vibrator.

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