A Game in the Classroom in the Middle of a Storm

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“All of this has been destined, otherwise, it would not be so simple…
At first I thought about forcing her to lock herself in the classroom and have ֆɛӼ with her.”

Licking his dry lips, Jiang Tairan recalled the picture he had imagined before.
just a little excited.

“What did you discuss with Song Luan at the beginning?”

“Ah, he told me that he accidentally saw his younger brother masturbating to You'er's ID in the room again, so long that he didn't even touch the mouth of the person he liked.
But , it’s too pitiful.”

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“None of his business, why does he want to concern himself with my business.”

Ke Hongming curled his lips, thinking whether he should change his habit of not closing the door when he returned to his room.

“His mother, your stepmother, has known your father for longer than your mother has known him, if it weren't for your cowardly father, you wouldn't have been born, why are you hating him if it was your father who made this situation happen?”

“Who gave him such a similar appearance to his mother…It's not good to see it.”

sigh….

Hang Jiyun picked up the rope deep in the table box, looked at it a few times, and put it back.

“I'll give it to you for the first time later; it will be regarded as compensation for you.”

“No, I'm afraid of hurting her; you can decide for yourself.”

“Do you no longer indulge in that unnecessary possessive desire?”

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“As you said, since I have cooperated with you by default, why should I pretend to be arrogant…
I am already ready to move.”

Ke Hongming waved his hand and asked Hang Jiyun to throw ashes outside and open the window to diffuse the smell of smoke in the classroom.
Raindrops from outside drifted into the room in the direction of the wind.

“What if she cries and wants to go home? Are you willing?”

After taking a few deep breaths of fresh air outside, the corners of his mouth twitched a little.
This made him think of Zan You'er's sometimes stubborn nature.

“Don't worry, no one is much different in this matter of heartache, except Jiang Tairan, that pervert who likes to play forced play, and even the rope is prepared by him.”

Jiang Tairan raised his head from the circled hands when his name was mentioned , he smirked and narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was a bit suppressed:

“Isn't it interesting to see XiaoYou crying and begging for mercy under him?…While saying no, he twisted his waist back and forth, saying the following: lick my cock tightly…
Tsk tsk, I can't wait.”

“Such a sensitive body, licking a cock can wet the chair…
How can she not want it? She will just submit obediently.”

Hang Jiyun glanced at it.
With his fingertips, he sniffed some of the wet stain on the chair next to him.