The story of the third grade of junior high school (student campus adult novel)

In my third year of junior high school, I had a very close relationship with a girl in my class. We started out by flirting with each other during breaks and later on I would walk her home after evening self-study. Our relationship became increasingly close. This was my first love.

I was only 15 years old at that time, and it was the first time I had such a close relationship with a girl. I was extremely nervous every time we were together. It’s still funny when I think about it now. We lived nearby, and sometimes we would take walks in a quiet alley near our home. She had a good figure, with large, hemispherical breasts, thin legs, and fair skin. The girls' school uniform was a white shirt and a sky blue skirt. Probably because her breasts were firm, her clothes were always wrinkled on both sides of her breasts, but very smooth in the middle.

"Maybe it's too tight?" I secretly looked at her breasts, and my little brother became hard unconsciously. I was very embarrassed at the time, afraid that she would see the bulge in my sweatpants, so I had to lean forward slightly and walk with a bent back. I wonder if she noticed it at the time.

Later, after walking around the alleys more often, I began to get bolder, but I just hugged her and kissed her face gently. Her breasts pressed against my chest, soft and elastic, so I played tricks on her and hugged her tighter and tighter. Her breasts pressed against my chest, and the hemispheres became flat balls. I stroked her back and felt her skin was very smooth even through her school uniform.

Once after hugging, we continued wandering in the alley. She blushed a little and said, "Yours... is so long." My head buzzed when I heard this and I felt very embarrassed. It must be because when I was hugging her just now, my little brother was pressing against her and she found out.

After similar things happened repeatedly, I became a little braver, haha. At that time, all junior high schools required everyone to stay in school for evening self-study. After the self-study ended at 8 o'clock, she and I walked home together.

One day after evening self-study, we didn’t go home directly, but ran to that alley to stroll around. The houses on both sides of the alley are villas, and most of the people living there are overseas Chinese. They rarely come back, so it is rare to see people walking around. So under the dim street lights, there were only me and her.

I leaned against a street lamp, hugged her from behind, my face pressed against her shoulder-length hair, and could see her chest rising and falling. She was wearing a white shirt that day, and although I could feel that the school uniform was quite loose around her slender waist with my hands around her, her chest seemed a little tight. The school uniform was white and rather thin, and the pattern on her bra was faintly visible under the dim street lights.

I swallowed, my little brother was already restlessly pressing against her waist, my temples were throbbing, and I felt a little dazed. Although he was worried that she would get angry, his hands still moved secretly upwards from his waist.

She clearly felt the movement of my hands and looked down at my hands. I was extremely nervous but kept moving my hands upwards. My thumb had touched something hard, probably the bottom edge of my bra. My intentions had been completely exposed, but she was still looking at me, not saying a word, her chest heaving. For a moment, the air froze.

I was in a dilemma and didn't care about anything else. I raised my hands and grabbed her plump breasts. The feeling at that moment is something I will never forget. An extremely soft and elastic feeling quickly spread from the fingertips to the cerebral cortex, and bursts of fragrance filled my nose...

Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed my hands. It was like a wake-up call and made me extremely uneasy. What happened to her? You must not like me doing this. Do you think I'm vulgar? Many speculations flashed through my mind in a flash. From behind I saw her with her head down, holding my hand, as if she was watching me. I didn't dare move.

Suddenly, she put my hands back on her breasts, her little hands still holding mine. The summer school uniform was too thin. At this time, I could feel that she was not wearing a bra under her uniform, but a small half-length vest. I became bolder and put my five fingers together and grabbed her breasts. The feeling of the elasticity all over my hands made me dizzy!

Unexpectedly, she grabbed my hand and slowly rubbed her breasts. I loosened my fingers, and as she slowly rubbed her breasts, my penis became very hard, and it seemed like something was flowing out of the urethra.

I couldn't control myself anymore, and my lower body rubbed against her coccyx in rhythm with hers. At this moment, I felt something in the palm of my hand, as if something hard was pressing against my palm. I slowly rubbed her breasts, and that hard thing was twisting along with it.
"Her nipples."

Although I am a little confused, I still have common sense. Her hands slowly moved away, my heart beat faster and faster, and my hands left her chest and reached under her school uniform. The first thing I touched was her waist, which felt smooth. I reached up and touched her small vest. This vest is made of pure cotton. She raised her head and looked at me, smiling, with a blush on her cheeks.

I bent over so that I could reach my hands in. First, I lifted her vest with my fingers and found that it was elastic, so I pushed it upwards. Two warm balls of flesh bounced into my palms and I almost suffocated.

Stroking her silky skin, I gently pinched her nipple with my fingers. She gasped softly. I pinched and played with it with my index finger and thumb. It turned out that girls' nipples were this big, like a peanut, a little long, and the feel was different from breasts. I couldn't help but pinch it. She immediately put her hands around my neck and closed her eyes.

I panicked a little and asked her if I hurt her. She smiled and shook her head, still closing her eyes.
Whispered: "It's very comfortable, keep going."

So I rubbed her breasts with my palms and pinched her nipples with my fingers. My movements gradually became bolder, pushing her nipples up and down, or pinching them and then gently pulling them out. I remember when I did this, she bit her lip and held my neck harder and harder...
I pinched her nipples and kept kissing her neck, and she moaned softly. The blood rushed to my brain in waves, and the whole world receded around me like a tide, leaving only my heartbeat and hers.

I spun her around and pressed her against the wall so that we were face to face. Her eyes were blurry and her hair looked a little messy. I unbuttoned her shirt, and the lifted cotton vest revealed a pair of fleshy breasts that jumped into my view. The two pink nipples stand proudly, and there are a few fine hairs on the areola.

I grabbed her breast desperately, and her nipple stuck out from between my fingers. I put my index and middle fingers together and rubbed them continuously. The nipple pulled her areola, and she made a whimpering sound deep in her throat. Her hands wandered around my waist, caressing my lower abdomen.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but her hand touched my glans. Like a flash of cold lightning, I grabbed her little hand and pressed it on my penis. Although it was through my pants, she was still groping slowly and grasping my penis bit by bit.

I was still not satisfied, so I grabbed her hand again and quickly stuffed it into my panties. Her small hand was like a piece of cool silk, gently holding my cock, giving my burning lower body a annealing feeling.

A sticky liquid flowed out of my glans and smeared on her wrist. I felt an inexplicable urge and grabbed her breasts. I lowered my head and bit her nipple. She suppressed a scream and then started to moan.

I used all my strength to continuously suck on her pink nipples, teasing them with my tongue in between sucking and biting the skin of the areola on the fleshy ball with my teeth.

I raised my head suddenly and bit her nipple, and she couldn't help but hold my penis tightly. I almost lost my mind. I held her hand and kept stroking my penis. It swelled and started to hurt. My other hand was still vigorously ravaging her round breasts. I lowered my head and bit her nipple, sucking it madly, and a beast-like low moan came from my throat.

She grabbed my shoulders tightly with her other hand, bit her lower lip, and made a sound that seemed to be crying. Her breasts exuded a strong fragrance, and I couldn't help but put my face against her right breast, feeling the slight warmth of her breast with my eyes. Suddenly, my scalp felt numb, my coccyx twitched, and my penis shook violently. She instinctively grasped my penis, and an uncontrollable twitch came from ancient times.

I erupted violently, shooting streams of hot semen onto her hand. She was a little panicked, but still held my cock tightly. I felt dizzy with pleasure, and I hugged her small waist, with my head heavily pressed against her breasts that had turned red from my pinching...

I can't remember how I got home that day. I lied and said I went to help the teacher. I didn't listen in class and often slept in class, but my academic performance was okay. Besides the fierce English teacher, I was familiar with all the other teachers, so sometimes I would help the teachers correct some notebooks and so on. My mother naturally believed me.
Before going to bed, the scene of me and her cuddling just now kept appearing in my mind, and I was in a daze.
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*blocked words* I did some exercises, but I had no idea whether they were math or physics, whether they were right or wrong, or even whether I did them at all. I have always doubted whether these things really happened. It seemed that they happened too quickly and were unreal.

I am usually a very well behaved person and always respectful to girls, so why do I seem a little abnormal when I'm with her?

The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. I was dazed. There was a bright moon outside the window. It was in the sky, like a white marble plate. There were some green silks on it, spreading out, like the green vines summoned by the druid...

When I opened my eyes again, it was already 7:20 in the morning. I was shocked and quickly found another watch, and it was still 7:20. He immediately got out of bed, jumped downstairs holding up his pants and dragging his schoolbag, and rode away on his bike amid the shouting and cursing of the old man guarding the compound.

Fortunately, as soon as I entered the classroom, I found that the world was in chaos. The political teacher and head teacher, who was less than 160 cm tall, was yelling at the top of his lungs: "You must obey the assignment and sit in your new seats immediately!" The first class was a political class. How could the head teacher be so stupid as to change the seats so early in the morning? Of course, everyone was slacking off in an organized manner.

Let me look at the new seating chart. What?

I turned my head and looked among the crowd. In the corner of the classroom, my first love Fei was looking at me with a smile, one hand on her waist and the other pointing at the seat next to her. Her white vest was faintly visible under her shirt. My face flushed and I walked over quickly. "You didn't apply for it on your own initiative?" She seemed to suddenly remember something and her face flushed. She said, "What? The head teacher said that it would be more convenient for the two Chinese representatives to sit together to collect homework. It's a measure that benefits the people. And if you study well, let other students sit in the front. Of course, if you can't see, you can apply for a transfer to the front."

We have been classmates since then. I don’t know what that means, but when we collected the essays today, there was a very high stack of notebooks on our desks. I think now we have two tables of books and no one will know. I secretly looked at Fei and found that she was reading a comic book with a slight smile on her lips and her fair cheeks were rosy. I reached out and touched her wrist, it felt so delicate. She thought I wanted to hold my hand, so she held the comic in one hand and stretched out her other hand to me without looking back. My hand stopped in mid-air and her fingers pressed on my lower abdomen…………

I was surprised, her hand grabbed nothing, and then her face turned red. At that moment we were all a little overwhelmed. The political class continued in great boredom. I held Fei's hand and placed it on my thigh, feeling the soft tenderness of her little hand. This kind of tenderness was so familiar to me. All the events of last night came to my mind again. Unconsciously, the younger brother stood up dishonestly.

I glanced at her secretly and saw that she was still holding the comic book in her hand, but her eyes were looking at me with some surprise. I was stunned for a moment, and she noticed my gaze. Our eyes met, both feeling a little awkward. She bit her lower lip, frowned, and pointed at the peak on my pants. I grinned and shrugged, indicating that this was not something I could control.

The teacher then asked a question, and someone unfortunately stood up to answer it. I looked up and suddenly gasped: she playfully flicked my dick. Then it swells rapidly and becomes stiff.

I sat in the last row, on the far right, by the window, where I could see the scenery outside the junior high school building. She sat on my left. At this time, she simply lay down facing me. With a pile of composition books in front of her, no one could see what we were doing unless someone else stood up.

Perhaps this situation gave her the courage to be naughty. After the first hit, there was a second and a third hit... Perhaps she noticed that each time was a little different (because the hitting point was different, the route of each simple harmonic oscillation was different), so she seemed more interested.

I looked at her and she smiled at me and made a face. I reached out and gently touched the top of the mountain, as if I was stroking a child's head, and I gasped again.

She noticed my action and seemed a little puzzled. She lay on the table and tried to tilt her head: Does it hurt?

I couldn't help but smile and said, of course not.

She said: Let me see.

It's as if he wants to borrow an eraser from me. I stared at him. Wasn't this too outrageous? Everyone around was being brainwashed, and no one paid attention to what the two Chinese language teachers sitting at the back were doing.

She had already taken action, slowly unzipping my pants, reaching in with her little hand to unzip my underwear which was in the way, and my little brother jumped out. She immediately pulled her hand back, staring at the cock with wide eyes.

I put my hands on the table and looked at her, not knowing whether I should comfort her, but did I scare her?

This is really strange. She stuck out her tongue at me, then reached out and grabbed my cock, saying: It's so hot, you poor guy. The white and tender fingers wrapped around the black penis give people intense visual stimulation, but it's a pity that other people don't have this blessing, haha.

She stroked my glans with her thumb, and I couldn't help but twitch. She frowned: Dare to move? ? Then he pulled hard, but unexpectedly found that I immediately became harder.

Her face turned a little red and she said with a smile: Are you exaggerating so much? I nodded in agreement. She found a crack on the glans, so she curiously used her fingers to pry it open to take a look. Her blood boiled and she pinched the skin under the glans with her thumb and index finger, gently stroking it up and down.


My expression must have been very complicated at the time, but under the subsequent waves of pleasure, I bit my lips and stared with wide eyes at the head teacher who was teaching hard. Although her movements are not as good as mine, I still find it very exciting.

At this time, the bell rang at an inopportune moment, and everything was in a hurry.
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*blocked words* At the end, the teacher finished the last paragraph randomly, and she was also very responsible in stuffing my rebellious little brother in. I felt lethargic the entire morning, with internal heat rising, and my hands kept grabbing at something in the air as if I had practiced eagle claw kung fu.

After finishing four classes, everyone rushed to the cafeteria, street food shops, and some even went to entertainment venues. The entire junior high school building was as silent as death.

She and I both stayed in the classroom, and we seemed to have a special understanding. She smiled at me proudly, and I pulled her to my side, put my arms around her waist, and kissed her face hard. His hand unconsciously climbed up from her waist and touched her breasts, and she narrowed her eyes.

I pinched it gently, it was so soft, and my dick became hard again. She saw the little hill appearing on my pants again, so she pulled out my cock and played with it again with interest.

Gradually, her nipples became hard. I changed from gently kneading her breasts to pinching them, pinching them carefully. I pulled her shirt tighter with my hands. There was a noticeable bulge on her breasts, which was unusually sexy.

She was also constantly stroking my penis, and I said: Hurry up.

She is very obedient. My breathing became turbid. I gave up on her nipple and grabbed her breasts roughly again and ravaged them, while from time to time I lowered my head to kiss her neck, cheeks and lips.

The cock was getting harder and harder, and I pressed my hand, which was originally supporting her back, on her neck and said: Fei, help me, can you suck me?

She put her hand close to my face and gave me a light kiss: No, what's that smell?

I said: Fei, I can't do it anymore, please help me, just hold it in your mouth.
Unable to resist my persuasion, she blushed, bent down, and first licked my glans tentatively with her tongue. I screamed softly. Her tongue was unusually soft and warm, like an electric current wrapped around my glans and hitting my cerebral cortex.

She seemed to have made a great decision. After licking her lips, she took my dick into her mouth without stopping.

It was like entering a warm cave, with a wet tongue swirling up and down, and my lower body couldn't help but straighten up so that the penis could go in a little further. I said: Fei, use it like your hands, faster, faster.

She then slowly moved it up and down, sometimes her tongue pressing against my glans and flicking it gently. It felt as if she had licked open the slit of flesh, and some sticky liquid seemed to flow out and stick to the tip of her tongue. This obscene feeling made me unable to see anything around me, and the chirping of cicadas outside the window became fainter and fainter.

Her little canine teeth would accidentally scratch my penis, and sometimes she would curiously just suck on my glans.

I looked down at her, her shoulder-length hair spread out in front of my eyes, and my black pubic hair occasionally touched her slightly flushed face. I was trembling slightly because of the pleasure. I reached out and unbuttoned her shirt, lifted up her cotton vest, grabbed two warm big balls of flesh, and fiddled with them in the rhythm of her ups and downs, sometimes pinching her nipples hard.

Her mouth movements also became faster and she bit them from time to time. I grabbed her breasts and pinched her nipples between my fingers. Finally, I instinctively pulled her breasts down, thrust my waist forward, and my cock swelled and erupted violently in her mouth. She also stopped moving and held my penis in her mouth.

My hands loosened and fell on the chair. She raised her head, looking quite disheveled, with a little semen at the corner of her mouth. She smoothed her hair by her ears, looked at me with a smile, her face flushed. I took out tissue and wiped the semen from the corner of her mouth, and she also carefully wiped my glans.

She pinched my leg and said: You have so much stuff, it's all flowing out.

I suddenly remembered: scared? You, you swallowed it?

She nodded: Yes, it tastes just average, no smell, just fishy. You gushed out so much at once that I swallowed it without even thinking.

God, I'm so touched. After tidying up, I hugged her for a long time. Haha, my girlfriend came to play just now and drank water from my cup. At noon, I made a cup of hot tea. The aroma left by my girlfriend in the cup spread out, and the air was filled with the smell of happiness.

Since then, I have looked forward to every day, looking forward to some new experiences. But the homework in the third year of junior high school became more and more busy. We had tests every week and didn’t even have time to flirt, so naturally we became well-behaved in class.

It was sometime before the second midterm of the third year of junior high school. A class meeting was held that afternoon. The political science teacher walked up to the podium and said he would announce the list of students who would be directly admitted this year. Fei and I were on the list. We had done well in three consecutive direct admission exams this semester and had been mentally prepared for it. But I was still very excited. From now on, there was nothing to do except collecting homework. The teacher told us that we still had to read books. Screw that idiot who taught politics.

The next day, classes continued, this time it was math class. The math teacher is a girl who has been teaching for just two years. Her name is Wanjing. She is very good at math, has short hair, is 160cm tall, has a healthy light brown complexion, is a little thin, and has round breasts like a pair of small apples. She has a very lively personality and would throw chalk at students who were dozing off during class. Of course, I was often hit by her. When I had nothing to do, I liked to brag to her, so we became very familiar with each other. Yesterday, when she knew I was promoted, she asked me to treat her.

Fei and I both pretended to sit upright, each holding a book in our hands. Since we were sitting in the back we weren't afraid of disturbing others, so in fact, none of the books were textbooks. Wanjing looked at me and smiled, then continued to talk about her strange questions, and asked people to solve them from time to time. I didn’t know how to solve them, but it didn’t matter anymore. I turned my head to look at Fei, she was reading a comic book. I stretched and leaned back in the chair, still holding the book in my left hand and my right hand hanging naturally. Of course, this was from Wanjing's perspective, but in fact I put my hand on Fei's thigh.

Fei glanced at me, pursed her lips, and continued reading her book. I put my hand on her skirt and slowly moved it to the hem of her skirt. I touched her knee with my fingers. The weather was unusually hot, but her skin was cool, like touching a smooth piece of crystal.

I moved my hand from her skirt and put it under her skirt. Her skin is very good and moist, and her thighs are very soft. My hand moved upwards and her skirt was slightly lifted. I looked at her reaction. She knew I was looking at her, so she stuck out her tongue and continued to concentrate on reading her comics.

I was secretly happy. Fei didn't object, so I continued to explore upwards. The skirt was lifted up quite a bit, and my fingers suddenly touched the fabric, which was her panties. She seemed to be unaware of it, and leaned over the table, folded her hands and continued reading the book. I swam along the edge of my panties and reached between my legs. Everything is soft, yet springy.

My hand is now on her lower abdomen. On the outside side, the skirt is still covering her thighs honestly, but on my side it is lifted up to her waist in a very sexily, revealing the edge of her panties. She buried her face in her eyes and seemed to be dozing off. I then became bolder and touched my fingers between her legs. Her legs were slightly open, just enough for my middle finger and index finger to be placed in the middle.

I gently stroked from bottom to top and felt her hair making a slight sound under the pressure of my fingers. I stroked her from top to bottom and from bottom to top again and again. My lower body also started to get excited, and my penis was pressing against the underside of the desk. After playing with it for a while, I greedily wanted to put my hand in again. So I used my middle finger to lift the inside of her panties. I looked down and saw her pubic hair, which looked shiny.

She suddenly reached out her hand, still with her head buried, and grabbed my penis hard. Instead, I felt very ecstatic and immediately put my index and middle fingers into her panties. The first feeling was wetness and warmth. My middle finger pressed against her labia, which was soft and sticky at the tip of my finger. The surrounding pubic hair felt like cotton padding my hand.

I stretched my middle finger downward, trying to stick it to the bottom of her labia, and dragged it up little by little. With a little force, her labia opened slightly and held my middle finger. I continued to move upwards and felt her labia gradually closing. I raised my fingers and touched the upper end of the labia, and it seemed that I touched a small protrusion.

Fei's body suddenly trembled, and she reached out to grab me again. I was wearing sweatpants that day, and I wanted to scare her, so I gently pulled my body back, and quickly pulled up my pants and underwear with my right hand. My penis jumped out, pointing at the ceiling angrily. Fei's hand just reached out and grabbed my penis. The cicadas outside the window were chirping loudly, but I shuddered. Her pink hand held my penis and stood there, probably surprised.

Wanjing was still explaining her math problems slowly on the podium. The classmates were all looking at her. Moreover, we were at the end of the class. There was no one else in the same row and no one saw our wonderful scene at all: I lifted Fei's skirt and put my hand into her panties. A wisp of pubic hair was exposed at the edge of her panties. I unzipped my pants with my hand, and Fei stretched out her right hand to hold my penis, which seemed to be still beating.

Just like the clips in the porn discs I watched at Fatty Tang's place, I gently stroked Fei's clitoris, sometimes circling around the protrusion. As for Fatty Tang, I even took the time to look at him. He was in the middle of the front row, reading a book written in Japanese. This guy was promoted to a helicopter but still lived such a tiring life, learning Japanese just to play games.

While I was gently playing with Fei's clitoris, I looked at her. Although she buried her head, I could still see that her face was a little red, a peach pink, which was very beautiful. In retaliation, her hand began to stroke my penis up and down.

My breathing was a little difficult, but my fingers were still very dedicated. He made a few circles and gently pressed her clitoris. Sometimes he would put his middle finger on her labia and smear some mucus on her clitoris. His ring finger and thumb would also constantly stroke her pubic hair, making a rustling sound.

After a while, I retreated to the top of her clitoris. There was a fold of skin above her clitoris, covering the clitoris like foreskin. I pinched her clitoral foreskin and rubbed it continuously. Her clitoris also jumped up and down with the rhythm, and she moaned softly, "Mmm......"

Fortunately, Wanjing's voice was loud, so no one heard Fei's moan. After a while, Fei suddenly intensified her hand movements, holding my penis tightly and stroking it hard. My penis twitched again and again, becoming harder and harder.

I straightened my back and stretched my legs as far as possible. Shiny mucus flowed out of my glans. I also speeded up the movements of my hands, moving my two fingers alternately and pulling her clitoris quickly. From her lifted panties, I could see that her pink labia secreted a lot of mucus, which came out in small streams, and some of it stuck to her pubic hair.
The strength in her hands was getting stronger and stronger, as if she wanted to crush my penis. I felt a little pain from the clamp, but the stimulating feeling made me extremely excited. I gritted my teeth, pulled out a tissue, covered the glans, and speeded up my left hand to stimulate her clitoris fiercely.

Two dark marks appeared on her underwear, and I knew that her nipples were starting to harden.

Looking at her wet labia, my scalp went numb, my penis twitched heavily, and then twitched violently. Fei stroked my foreskin even more violently, and kept scraping the underside of my penis with her thumb, helping to squeeze out large streams of semen. My twitching slowed down, and the purple glans spurted out the last stream of semen. Fei's hand was still stroking my penis in rhythm with the rhythm of my playing with her clitoris.

Suddenly, her hand stopped moving and instead held my penis, her hand kept shaking. My movements became faster and faster. She suddenly pulled her hand back and pressed my fingers, making me stick tightly to her labia. A stream of hot vaginal fluid, sticky and hot, hit my hand.

I looked at the podium and saw Wanjing turned around and wrote something, so I reached out and grabbed Fei's breasts, squeezing them so tightly that they were somewhat deformed, and then I quickly pinched her two hard nipples. She turned her head, which had been buried, and smiled at me with a blushing face...

A wonderful day ended. Fei went home first, and I went to the office to get homework. Wanjing was the only one there. I smiled and said: Beauty, why don’t you leave? While flipping through the homework book on the Chinese teacher's desk.

Wanjing's face suddenly turned red: "You little rascal, don't bother me. I have to be on duty tonight to supervise the evening study of your class."

I looked up: Really? Fortunately I don’t have to study in the evening. As she said this, she picked up a large stack of composition books and was about to take them back to class. As she walked past her desk, she saw that she was wearing a white sleeveless dress today. The white dress wrapped around her firm little butt. It was a light brown color, and the little apple on her chest was probably the same color. Oh, Fei has made me very lustful today.

With an idea in mind, he moved closer, rested his chin on her shoulder, and rubbed her short hair: What are you doing? Her face blushed again: Go to hell, go play with your desk mate.

I walked out of the office in frustration. Suddenly, I felt something was wrong and my heart started pounding: Even though Wanjing was my teacher, we usually had a lot of fun together. I never regarded her as my teacher, and she never blushed when I touched her like she did today. The strangest thing was that she asked me to go play with my deskmate... Could it be that she saw what happened today?

I couldn't help but get nervous. I thought about it for a while, and it seemed like she never looked at me during class. How could that be?

Anyway, I couldn't think of anything, so I didn't care. After handing out the homework books, Fatty Tang came over and took me to his house to play. He was studying politics in preparation for the postgraduate entrance examination. It was so annoying! ! ! I only read a few pages in one night and I'm dying!

I kept thinking about what Wanjing said that day, so I didn't dare to be too arrogant in class, especially in her class. But I didn't tell Fei about what happened that day, for fear that she would be scared and not let me touch her in school in the future. Isn't that a bit bad, haha.

After all, it was summer, and Fei was dressed sexily. Originally, everyone should have worn school uniforms, but now no one cared much about the direct admission students, so today Fei wore her own white shirt and a sky blue skirt that just covered her knees. Fei's shirt seems to be three-dimensionally cut, narrow at the waist, a little tight and wrinkled at the chest, with mid-length sleeves, just revealing her white elbows. I really like seeing her wearing this dress.

When I first came in, she said it was a little tight above the waist. I reached out and held her waist, with my thumb pressing just below her breast. I smiled and secretly supported her breast with my thumb and said, "Is it tight here?" She nervously said yes. I suddenly remembered that we were in the classroom. Was this a bit too much? I was about to let go, but I saw a dark mark on her breast through her bra which was actually somewhat transparent. Why is this little woman so excited?

I swallowed and tried not to look at her aroused breasts.