Love Meng (Celebrity Adult Novels)

On the first day of the new semester, everyone was still discussing the Tic-Tac-toe Wolf case that had caused a stir during the summer vacation. The suspect usually follows women to dark alleys and then knocks them unconscious and sexually assaults them at knifepoint. The media called them "Tic-Tic Wolf" because the middle part of the victim's breasts would be cut into the shape of a "Tic-Tic" with a knife.

A major case like this, after being hyped up by the media, will become one of the cases that must be solved this year.

As a result, the case was solved and the suspect was arrested a week before school started.

"Jiang Longping, I heard that you met Ge Zhu during the summer vacation? You two are dating, right?" A classmate with an obscene look was pushed forward by another group of classmates and asked me this question.

"No," I answered only to one of the questions. "Spreading this kind of information will prevent me from getting a girlfriend." I looked at him with a smile.

"Ha, yes, how is that possible?" He scratched his head. "I really don't know which idiot spread the rumor." "Are the movies you bought before the summer vacation good?" I asked him seriously.

"Oh," he lowered his voice. "The breasts are so big, but the nipples are too dark." He gestured with his hands, and others might misunderstand that we were discussing an online event.

"I also have pink. If you want it, I'll charge you the old price." I took out a list from the drawer. He immediately wrote down his name excitedly, and after giving the change, I noticed that all the classmates focused their eyes on the figure in the window.

Her name is "Katsuzuki", she has very fair skin and waist-length black hair. If you look closely, you'd think she might be ill, which is why she's in such a bad mood. In fact, she deliberately had an unbalanced diet, was severely picky about food and did not exercise, so she often ran out of energy and her lips were cracked.

After Ge Zhu sat down, the tutor followed him in and walked to the podium. He distributed the new class schedule for this semester and said, "The new chemistry teacher is my junior, so don't bully her." The classmates were very surprised because the previous chemistry teacher was the principal's nephew. Everyone had complaints about him in their hearts, but no one expected him to resign after only half a semester.

After class, as the class monitor, I handed Ge Zhu a small note while collecting the weekly diaries. Of course, the content was not just ordinary chit-chat, but an appointment to see her naked.

This area is an apartment complex filled with many political and business celebrities. One must use a magnetic card to enter or exit. After meeting Ge Zhu at a convenience store, I took her to a sex toy store to shop.

"Aren't you afraid of being seen by your classmates?" She stared at the black whip in her hand.

"What about you... aren't you afraid of being raped by me?" Actually, I brought her here to scare her, but this guy seemed to be looking around like he was on an off-campus tour.

"No, you just want to study it." She didn't look at me but turned her back to me, and seemed to pick up some lubricant or vibrator or something like that.

"You sound like a pervert." It's really unpleasant to be fought back by a woman who likes to explore the unknown. "If by any chance I really can't control myself, don't blame me." "Okay." She answered promptly.

After we returned to the apartment building, we happened to meet the maid next door taking out the trash.

"Xiaolong, is this your classmate? She's so pretty." The maid asked in standard Taiwanese.

Before I could answer, Ge Zhu stepped forward and said politely, "Hello, Auntie. My name is Ge Zhu. Do you need my help?" Then he quickly grabbed another large black bag from the auntie. "Student Jiang, please go in first. I'll come back to do my homework later." Although the aunt was startled, Ge Zhu had already walked to the elevator when she came to her senses. So, the maid continued to misunderstand me and said, "You're very polite. Be nice to others." She patted my arm and reminded me.

Ge Zhu was always confusing to me, but I didn't expect that she had such a kind heart and was willing to help. After watching them leave, I realized that this guy might be running away. After a while, the doorbell rang. She changed into a pair of slippers with no change in her expression, walked into the living room and sat down. Everything was quite natural and normal.

"I didn't know you had another side, or if you were just acting just now." "Half true, half false." Her thick bangs that reached her eyebrows were as solid as a rock, and she raised her head and stared at me. "I was afraid that you would lose control and kill me, so I told Auntie that if she didn't see me in a few days, Xiaolong might have killed me." Ge Zhu deliberately called me by the nickname that the elders called me.

"Don't think so badly of me." I glanced at her and motioned for her to follow me.

My room is just like the other hostel students', not very spacious. Originally this room was to be used as a guest room, but because a bedroom that is too big would make me sleep uneasily, I chose to move to the innermost room. The bookcase on the right is full of novels, and on the other side is a desk with a laptop on it, and my bed is under the window.

"Are we going to start?" I looked at her facing the window. Today is not a school day but she still came in uniform.

She ignored me and pulled the green curtains to block out the light. She gradually took off her white shirt and pleated skirt, revealing her skinny body. Suddenly she stopped and asked, "Do you want the rest too?" "That's it for now..." I watched all this with no physical reaction. When she lay down on the cotton bed, I took out a silver-threaded and blue-checkered handkerchief from my trouser pocket and waved it casually: "Wet it." "It's not saliva..." "Would I specially ask you to come to my room to spit?" Maybe it was what happened during the summer vacation that made her feel that I really seemed to have a strange fetish.

"You want me to masturbate...?" She seemed speechless.

"It's okay if you insist on doing it yourself." I crawled under her and slowly pulled her lace panties down to her knees. Then I wrapped my middle finger with a handkerchief and gently inserted it, caressing and digging it back through the cotton material, moving in and out as slowly as possible.

Enduring the slight pain in her abdomen, she frowned, pursed her lips, and looked at me with dazed eyes as I was destroying her will.

The fresh and beautiful red clitoris swelled slightly as the fingers rubbed and twisted it. Although it was filled with love juice, it was still not enough to soak the handkerchief. I kept the penis halfway inside her vagina, lifted her tofu-like legs and placed them on my shoulders, and penetrated her forcefully and quickly, causing her to gasp and tremble helplessly.

"The soundproofing here is very good, but I personally don't like women screaming like crazy." Staring at the face that was in pain due to the tearing, I suddenly felt a sense of excitement with body heat.

"Hmm... um..." She bit her lips which were about to bleed and murmured softly.

The desire repeatedly stirred and left deep and sharp imprints on the tender wall, and the love fluid slid down to the second finger and was swallowed up and flowed into the finger gaps. I maliciously pulled the handkerchief open and admired it: "Very good, the two sides are not yet wet." The center of the handkerchief was obviously stained with circles of body fluids.

"You seem very experienced." The sexual desire aroused by the vagina was clearly visible on her face.

"Well, it's okay. But they are all delivered to my door." I said, "Do you want to see it?" "Did you take any pictures?" She glanced at me tiredly.

I smiled at her and said, "I volunteered to be in the camera. I can make a lot of money from it." In school, I have two identities: one is the class monitor and the other is a businessman who sells sex CDs. Most of my classmates knew that I could be a good kid in the eyes of the teachers but also a supplier of pornographic films. My classmates who were not in the know heard that I was idealized into a boy with an ethereal temperament; this found it ridiculous.

She leaned on her elbows, and her beautiful black hair on both sides ran to the front to just cover the two white bras. "I want to see..." "Okay, but only if you get this one wet." I curled my lips and smiled faintly.

"Then you should be more direct." "She lay down again. Maintaining the same posture, I kissed and bit her calves, and used two fingers to wildly penetrate and pump, drawing out a large amount of warm water. My fiery eyes stared at the water gushing out like spring water. The long hard object between her legs suddenly stood up. I immediately took off my pants and pushed and rubbed it, letting the flames fall on the large area of ​​snow-white skin not far from Ge Zhu's chest.

...I know a boy.

He could smile, but his smile was the kind that kept people at a distance. So what? There are so many girls flocking to him. I had never spoken a word to him before that incident. Maybe it was because of my personality, I never looked my classmates in the eye.

Before that, I only knew that he was called "Class Monitor", and I had no idea how he was elected to this position.

Anyway, he is the only monitor in the class, so I still have to hand in my homework to him. Once, I was sitting in the corner of the classroom and filled out the class uniform opinion form and handed it to him.

That time, the monitor asked me a question with a very complicated look.

"Wait a minute, Ge Zhu." He called me.

I was about to go back to my seat, but I turned sideways and glanced at him. Four or five male classmates surrounded him, and everyone seemed to be looking forward to our fight.

"Why didn't you write it? This really bothers me." He waited for my response, but I disappointed him. Then he said, "Do you hate me so you're against me?" I didn't hate him, but I found this questionnaire boring. Gradually, the noise in the class weakened to almost zero, and dozens of black-pupiled eyes cast unfriendly glances at me on my back as my whole body numbed. My feet were like suction cups, clumsily and heavily walking backwards step by step, then I turned around; quietly and silently I returned to my chair and took out the textbook for the next math class from the drawer.

That was the end of the first meeting.

A few months later, in the middle of summer, I met the monitor again. There are several routes leading to physical education classes on campus, but I just happened to run into him. At that time, he was standing in the sky corridor, leaning against the red railing and talking to a female classmate. The girl's legs were twisted under her skirt and her face was red. Although I thought it was strange, I have never been interested in other people's affairs, so I ignored her and walked to the other end of the stairs to the playground. Even though I was strongly opposed to being a groupie, my classmates tolerated me, which made everything easier. Whenever I have physical education class and there are no activities held in the auditorium next to the playground, the open space behind it becomes my own little private space. In the quiet darkness, I was reading a book about cannibalism recorded in unofficial history. The sky was clear and the breeze was refreshing. When I was enjoying the view, I heard a loud rumbling sound from the escape door about one step away.

I heard the conversation.

"You're so anxious that you're squirting before you even touch me..." The man's voice was extremely eerie.

"Ah... um... ah..." The iron door banged again.

"Open up a little, please... do you like me touching you like this..." "Ah-ah... give it to me... um..." There were a few more loud bangs, and the force almost made me doubt whether I would really be dented.

"Your place is so dirty that I can't even see the hole." What a low-level pornographic conversation... I closed the book in displeasure and planned to find another place. Suddenly, the man spoke again. "I want to cut it off. If you dare to move, my hand might accidentally slip and stab it..." I trembled and paused.

"Do you have any sense of shame? I hate women with strong sexual desire..." I began to feel that this voice was very familiar.

"Put the scissors in your mouth... don't you? So you like that one more..." "Don't do that... it's too much... ah... ah..." She screamed so shrilly that it made the sky dark.

"Flip higher. Very good... use bigger movements." There seemed to be nothing more to eavesdrop on, so I walked slowly away from the wall to the playground, thinking about that scene to myself.

If the student holding the knife could... really... suddenly, I laughed, because my heart was so excited that I was looking forward to the scissors cutting off the slices of meat - summer vacation was in one day, and after the last history exam, the invigilator kept the students in the class to remind them: "I know that tomorrow is a long vacation, but don't be careless and skip reviewing your homework. After school, don't run around and go home too late. If you want to go shopping to celebrate, remember to go with friends!" The teacher gave instructions and reminders on some miscellaneous matters, and more than ten minutes passed. The moment the get out of class was announced, the students in the class scattered like birds and beasts, and hurriedly called out to each other to leave through the front and back doors. I waited until the voices faded away before I lazily packed up my pencil case. Perhaps I was too slow, and the invigilator and I were the only ones left in the classroom.

"Could you please, Ge Zhu, the student at the back, come over and help me?" he said while counting the test papers.

I didn't look up at the first moment, but I still nodded to him reluctantly, fulfilling my duty as a student.

"I didn't expect everyone to leave so quickly... The teacher feels a little uncomfortable in his stomach. Can you take this test paper and lock it in the safe in the office?" he asked apologetically. Seeing that I frowned slightly, he added, "Oh, it's okay, the teacher trusts you. Here is the key. Give it to me later in the chemistry classroom on the first floor." With an expressionless face, I carried the test paper in a brown paper bag from the second-floor classroom of Building A through a U-shaped corridor to the faculty office. On that journey, I stopped and looked back from time to time, because it seemed that someone was spying somewhere... Entering the deserted faculty office, I took the key, turned a corner, opened the safe, and then put the brown paper bag away. After completing the task, I walked back to the Chemistry classroom in Building A with my schoolbag.

"Teacher...?" There was no one inside.

Shouldn't he have arrived yet? I sighed and wanted to go back to the corridor to wait, but a pair of strong arms grabbed my throat tightly. A strong, pungent smell covered my nostrils tightly, and within three seconds I felt limp all over and lost consciousness.

People's life and death are in their own hands. There are thousands of ways to die. Some people hang themselves, while others choose to jump off a building.

So; I won't die, at least not now.

"You're awake." said a faint yang voice.

I stared at the ceiling without responding. Was that just a dream? He blinked hard several times, his eyes rolling around, wondering where he was.

"Ge Zhu, you've slept for so long..." He tilted his head and looked at the person with his hands in his pockets. That was the squad leader. He seemed to be in a very happy mood, and his handsome face smiled at me.

"What's wrong with me?" It hurt a little when I swallowed saliva because of the blockage in my throat.

"Do you know who attacked you?" The squad leader walked to the bed.

Not a dream! I remember now...the test paper is in the safe and, oh yes...it was in the chemistry classroom, it must have been the invigilator who committed the violence.

"It was the invigilator... although I didn't see his face. But he asked me to meet him in the chemistry classroom at that time." I replied.

The monitor narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, the teacher was the first person to save you." He didn't quite agree with my speculation.

"Really..." "That person covered his face, and after scaring him away, the teacher wanted to help you to the health room. He happened to meet me on the road. So we went together." I felt that when the class monitor said this, his eyes were not looking at my face but somewhere under his jaw.

"The most reasonable explanation is that he was attacked by classmates or outsiders sneaked in. The teacher checked the surveillance camera at the school gate, but there seemed to be no suspicious persons. Later, because he had other things to do, he left first." The monitor raised one hand and touched my neck lightly, "It's all red... Does it hurt..." His eyes were greedy and his fingertips caressed me affectionately.

I pushed him away. "Don't touch..." I'm so unlucky today. The school's stance is definitely not to make a big deal out of it, and I alone can't do anything.

"Let me go home with you today," he said.

…One day, around five in the morning, the air conditioner half outside started to tick, and I woke up quickly, with the events in the chemistry classroom replaying in my mind. I would be lying if I said I wasn't afraid. If the squad leader hadn't sent me home, I would have been so scared that my knees would have gone weak. In order to calm myself, I picked up the bedtime reading "The Murderer" and reviewed the important plot again.

About noon, I was woken up by the phone ringing.

"Hello..." "Is this Ge Zhu? Turn on the TV." He said calmly, "Maybe the media said this is the person who attacked you the other day." "Squad leader...?" I held the phone in one hand and pressed the green button on the remote control with the other.

"The residents of Y City are in a panic! Tic-Tac-Toe Wolf raped and then killed a female college student." A long string of subheadings appeared in a ticker on the left side of the screen. "The forensic doctor determined that the deceased had been tortured and beaten before her death." A sweet-looking female reporter in the center excitedly asked the victim's parents who were pale and unwilling to comment, "How do you feel now that your daughter is dead?" Two young men who were guarding the family members heard the female reporter's mindless question and stepped forward to stop her.

"Did you see it..." "Yeah..." I said, "How can you be sure?" My eyes were still fixed on the news channel with a messy layout.

"Let's meet!" After hanging up the phone, I casually wore a hooded cotton purple T-shirt to go to the appointment. We met in a coffee shop not far from Y University. The squad leader was sitting in the shop facing the road, leaning his elbows on the large glass window, playing with his mobile phone, with a smile on his face.

There is a unique elegance in his eyes, and his plain shirt gives people a feeling of ruggedness and elegance.

Perhaps it was the beautiful picture behind him that gave him the illusion that the person in front of him was like an immortal in a painting. After ordering, he said:

"Our school is only one intersection away from Y University. Judging from the geographical relationship, could the person who attacked you at that time be Tic-Tac-toe Wolf? Also, I just asked the invigilator about the person's build, and he only remembered that he was tall. What about you?" "I smelled a bad odor...the unconscious thing that covered my nose." I really tried hard to recall, because it was him who was asking the question, right?

"It's ether... If you don't use that stuff properly, you can even faint." He said lightly.

"I don't think it's Tic-Tac-Toe Wolf. That's not a good place to start." The surveillance camera at the school gate didn't capture it, but what if the man climbed over the wall? It would be too obvious! It will definitely be discovered... "Indeed..." He smiled and said, "Maybe he just wants to rape you and not kill you to silence you. I can see that half of the boys in the class have sexual fantasies about you." He could actually say this to me with a serious face and as if nothing had happened.

"I can also see that half of the girls in my class, no... half of the girls in the school, see you as an object of their sexual fantasies." I replied, imitating his facial expressions.

"Are you among them?" He smiled strangely, not in a creepy way but in an uncomfortable way. Seeing that I didn't answer, he stopped smiling; "Didn't you see the news? The forensic doctor determined that the female college student died the day after we finished our exams. Don't you think it's too coincidental?" Really... ?

Suddenly a thought flashed through my mind. "Why did you meet the teacher there? It would be too strange to say it was a coincidence. Our class was kept very late and almost all the students in the school left. How could you just happen to be there..." His eyes continued to lock on me, and then he opened his lips and said, "I've been following you." I was about to speak, but I swallowed it back because a lively waitress brought me drinks. After she left, he added: "I didn't see you walk out of the school gate for a long time so I went back to the classroom, but I didn't see you either so... I looked around and happened to see the teacher with you." "Why are you following me?" "You are like a work of art." He squinted his eyes and his smile gradually deepened. "Just putting it here is enough to make me dizzy." If this is a confession, it would be quite creative... "I really don't understand you." After saying this, I looked out the window. A man outside the rental bookstore across the street happened to meet my eyes. He seemed to be from our class... "Are you interested in coming to find TicTacToe Wolf?" He returned to his serious look. "Don't look at me like this, I'm an eighth-degree fighter in karate." I calmed down and looked at him again and said, "Why are you so interested?" But in fact, what I was thinking in my heart was why I could continue to sit here and listen to the "stalker" talk... He half pursed his lips and said, "Instead of reading books about the deeds of psychopaths all day, wouldn't it be better to meet them in person?" I smiled and stared at him. "What will you do after you see me?" He is a true stalker. He knows exactly what I am reading. This guy is dangerous to me. Secondly, I have long been tired of books that are almost worn out. The bad nature of the chest is like gastric reflux, wriggling and stirring in the body. Who is really stuck in the quagmire, him who is obsessed with me or myself?

…After eating with your family, exercise according to your normal schedule. Most of his neighbors thought he was a nice man who loved his wife and children, but little did they know that he was actually a repeat rapist in the past.

There was a spray can of ether tucked inside the lining of his dark blue sweatpants. That was the tool he was going to use to commit the crime tonight. While in college, he used his knowledge and laboratory equipment to produce ketamine and sold it to drug dealers who frequented nightclubs.

Drugs can control people's minds, so it is not difficult to get any type of woman's body you want.

He almost raped a female student this afternoon. Hiding in the dark, thinking back to the situation at that time, the pale face, the black hair, the beauty that was so close yet so far away, he wished he could ride on her and fuck her dozens of times. The heat and stuffiness in his crotch was so unbearable that he wanted to jump out. At this moment, a young girl came into his sight. She was dressed like a college student nearby.

He followed her carefully to the parking lot, rushed forward, covered the female college student's mouth with a white cloth soaked in medicine, and dragged her into the back of the SUV that had been prepared long ago. He forcibly ripped off the red panties that were tightly wrapped around the pistil, then with a cold gaze, thrust his penis deeply into the dry flesh, running back and forth with amazing force. After ejaculating, he stripped her clothes off, drove the car to a shady tree surrounded by weeds not far from his home, carefully tied up her limbs and mouth with tape, injected her with a sufficient amount of tranquilizer, and returned home with a tired face and sweat on his forehead. The next day, because of the holiday, I returned to the SUV.

This time he decided to take her to the mountains to relive his erotic dream.

"I'll kill you if you scream." He smiled slyly. The female college student who had been trying to break free all the way became much quieter.

"If you cooperate with me and let me have fun once, I will let you go." He took a butterfly knife and gently scraped her snow-white skin, and her hair stood on end with fear.

He grabbed her full breasts and began to rub and pinch them, squeezing the buds until they turned rosy red. He narrowed his eyes and smiled evilly: "Yesterday you were like a dead fish, motionless. Today you must scream thoroughly." Then he tore off the tape on his mouth.

The blind female college student cried and said, "Please... please let me go... I won't tell anyone..." "If you dare to scream for help again, I will really kill you." He inserted his hand into the inner slit and fiddled with the private parts viciously.

"It hurts!" the female college student screamed and sobbed, which made him punch her face viciously.

"Scream for me in a lewd way. Aren't you the best at it?" "Woo... Woo..." "That's how you're supposed to be good... Scream a few times for me to hear." He threatened with bloodshot eyes.

"Hmm... Hmm..." "Isn't it good enough... Uncle will help you..." Three fingers were inserted and poked hard. The female college student clamped her legs together in pain, and her red pubic bone swayed up and down.

"Ah──" The female college student kept shaking her head. Tingling sensation of burning friction in lower abdomen.

Extract the slimy liquid that looks like lychee juice. "Ew - you must masturbate regularly... Look, there's so much water." "Ah...ah..." Her breasts were covered with beads of sweat, looking delicate and fragrant.

After having enough savage fun with the fragile and fragrant path, he grabbed one of the thin legs that was still panting and hung it on his right shoulder. He used his hands to press the confused lower body against it and wildly penetrated into the mixed love fluid.

"Ugh!" the female college student cried excitedly, "Wu... Wu..." The charcoal-colored mascara rolled down her cheeks, smudging her pretty face.

After a few thrusts, he was still not satisfied, so he turned the whimpering female college student over, lifted up her beautiful buttocks, and penetrated her clitoris with all his strength to torture her. After several sprints, the car was shaking up and down.

In the closed and narrow room, he was madly immersed in the sexual tide, and suddenly he was immersed in childhood memories. Oh yeah... the cursing and accusations a few days ago almost drove him crazy! No matter how much you rape every woman, it will never fill the hatred and resentment. The damp toilet, my mother locked in an iron cage and beaten, and my sisters laughed at me. His grades were not good enough and he was not excellent... He didn't dare to resist. To the extreme, after everything was over, his mother would still say that she loved him and comforted him with ointment.

These people... "All of them should die──" He felt as if he was in a room with four walls full of gridded tiles, locked in an iron cage like a dog, with iron wires tied around his neck like a tic-tac-toe. Those people were staring at him and humiliating him outside the cage... He was almost suffocating!

In an instant, he opened his eyes wide, picked up the knife and stabbed it into his skin. No wailing could be heard in his ears, only the sound of the knife stabbing again and again, as if it wanted to pierce all the pain of the past thirty years.

This was the first time he carved the word "井".

It was also the first time I killed someone.

He never intended to kill anyone, and he really regretted his sudden loss of control. A week after he abandoned the female college student's body, the case broke out. Newspapers accused him of being a replica of the British Ripper in great detail. All the famous political talk shows changed their content and continued to criticize him as a mentally ill, perverted murderer with an Oedipus complex. He is normal and those comments are completely false. If he had had sex with that female student that afternoon...he would never have made such a serious mistake.

Why accuse him of such a trumped-up illness?

Even though he had killed someone, he still had to live, and now he could only wait for time to pass... If he suddenly stopped going out to exercise at night, it would definitely arouse suspicion from others. Therefore; he still did not change his running route. Every day after dinner, he would go to the nearby community to chat with people in the park and then go jogging. A month later, police are still at a stalemate. The news media began to shift their focus from reporting on this case, which had little hope of being solved, to other political areas. At the same time, he found the female student he had long admired on the original route.

The beautiful girl was wearing a beige long skirt and holding a cram school bag in her hand. He observed the girl's route for a week and found that she always started from the cram school building, passed through the parking lot and two intersections before returning home.

To do or not to do is just a matter of thought.

He decided to use the same method he used in the past to kidnap the female student, and this time he would put her under house arrest permanently!

With the plan in mind, he drove the old SUV with a sale sign to a good location where he could kidnap the girl.

The night wind was chilly, the clouds were thick, the stars were no longer shining, and his eyes were piercing, shooting out evil thoughts in the night. He hid in the dark corner of the parking lot. From a distance, he saw the long-haired female student walking slowly, carrying a cram school bag, wearing a pink hooded jacket with cute patterns printed on it, and a gray long skirt below her slender waist.

The opportunity came. He looked left and right, walked like a cat, and suddenly quickly wrapped his long arm around the girl's neck. Unexpectedly, this seemingly frail female student resisted stubbornly and struggled desperately. She stepped on his foot hard and his wrist was torn several times by her. He lost his balance and endured the pain and tried to cover the girl with the anesthetic on his gloves... When he raised his left hand, a heavy blunt object hit the back of his head. At the moment of shaky fall, he looked at the front of the loose female student in horror and confusion. The man was Jiang Longping.

…I took out my phone and took a picture of what just happened. "Teacher Zhang, this is not good..." In the dark chemistry classroom, Teacher Zhang stretched out his wolf hands and made indecent gestures to the sleeping Ge Zhu.

The lustful face, like a pug's greasy face, suddenly turned around. He said with trembling voice: "No...it's not what you saw..." "As a teacher, you will be punished for doing such a thing..." I looked at him with contempt.

Teacher Zhang was sweating profusely. "Student Jiang, it's not like that. She fainted! I...I want to help her to the health room." He jumped away from Ge Zhu and stammered.

I chuckled, "So that's how it is... You were dizzy from the heat, so you took off your clothes..." I glanced at the disheveled Ge Zhu, who was lying on the ground like a sleeping beauty.

"She seduced me, it was her...it was her..." Teacher Zhang was so nervous that hesitantly said so. I was really confused about how he obtained his teaching qualification.

"Go away... I won't tell anyone. I'll delete the photos now." He looked at the phone I threw at him with suspicion, and after checking it, he still stood there motionless.

"If you're worried about it being restored, take the chip card away." Tsk! Not stupid at all.

As he just left the classroom, I buttoned up Ge Zhu's uniform and warned him coldly: "Teacher, this girl is mine, you'd better not have any bad ideas." Not long after that incident, there was a female college student murder case that shocked the society, and I immediately knew who Tic-Tac-Toe Wolf was.

Because I am an eyewitness. After sending Ge Zhu home, I returned to Teacher Zhang's residence to wait for him. As someone who was also obsessed with Ge Zhu, I had a strong feeling that he would do it again. Just like when I was teasing a female classmate across the auditorium, my mind was imagining her delicate body on the other side.

He will definitely do it again.

After pretending to fully discuss the strategy with Ge Zhu, we decided to disguise ourselves as students who had just finished their cram school and go home through the parking lot on the street where the female college student was first killed that night.

In order to attract Teacher Zhang, who had not committed a crime for more than a month, we went to buy a variety of long skirts of different styles. Although Ge Zhu tried her best to hide her nervousness and her face was as pale as a vampire in the movies, I realized that she was much less courageous than I thought. After several experiments, I was sure that Teacher Zhang had noticed Ge Zhu, but the most crucial SUV did not appear. Yes; that day I clearly saw Teacher Zhang knock the female college student unconscious and abduct her into the car.

It was a dark night, with not a single star in the sky, and it seemed as if it would rain at any moment.

The original plan was for Ge Zhu to seduce Teacher Zhang, but things changed because of the appearance of the car. I immediately called her and made an appointment to change clothes in the park toilet. We are of similar build and height, so we would not be spotted in the dim night.

"Girls' clothes suit you very well." She said thoughtfully, "Why do you think Tic-Tac-toe Wolf will appear tonight?" I replied while adjusting my fake long hair, "Because something that shouldn't be there appeared." I knew that the car used by Teacher Zhang to commit the crime was parked in that open space.

"What is it?" "A very old car." "Car?" Ge Zhu narrowed his eyes with the intimidating look of a police officer interrogating a case that one sees in TV dramas.

"That one is very unusual." I said, "If you don't believe me, let's make a bet." "What bet..." She stared at me in the bathroom mirror.

"Your body." After successfully luring Tic-Tac-Toe Wolf into action, we worked together to lift Teacher Zhang, who still had a pulse, into the back seat of the SUV. We tied his limbs into a cross position so that he couldn't move, and taped his mouth with several circles of tape available in the car. In order not to attract attention, we also stayed in the dark car with the teacher.

"The teacher is actually Tic-Tac-Toe Wolf." The butterfly knife that was searched out of the teacher's pocket shone sharply in Ge Zhu's hand. "What did you do when I was attacked in the chemistry classroom that day..." I put on white gloves on my hands and disassembled the phone lightly. "I'm waiting...waiting for the teacher to appear before he takes action." Is this considered a hero saving a damsel in distress?

(Now that it’s all been exposed, I might as well make another bet with her…) “So you and the teacher are in the same group, right?” she said.

(The car windows were covered with heat-insulating paper, so people outside certainly couldn't see it) "In a sense, it's true." If the police had been called, the female college student wouldn't have died.

"Are you scared?" I looked at her with a smile.

"I shouldn't have saved you." I could feel her eyes on me. "But the bet stands." As soon as the words fell, a moist and captivating scent swirled around my breath.

Ge Zhu knelt between my legs and kissed my lips wantonly, peeling off the red butterfly's protective color, and my world gradually fell apart. Suddenly, she bit my tongue deliberately and playfully, and reached her cold hand into my gray skirt to caress me. My tongue was stuck and made a choking sound. As her breathing became faster and faster, her lower body rubbed tighter and tighter. Before the swollen and hot head was released, she reached under her skirt to welcome it and sucked it up without leaving a drop.

The pleasure rushed through my body like an electric current. I silently hugged and caressed the person who was covered by her skirt and was about to squeeze all my blood. My movements were as light as feather wool… "Moe" is a word under the new trend. It is not love but a feeling that arises spontaneously and is addictive. Ge Zhu's existence is like this, so precious and fragile that I have to protect her all the time.

Later, before we locked the car, we left a gift for the teacher.