Mirror World

Tang Huan looked at Yinchuan Fuci with a fiery, distracted and uncontrollable look. His eyes seemed to be burning with a blazing flame, a desire and impulse that was hard to suppress. He silently told himself, "This is the teacher! I like Modona, but I have such a strong reaction to the teacher's body!"

At this time, Yinchuan Fuci's eyes were filled with shyness, her cheeks were as red as the sunset, and there was a hint of expectation in her shyness. Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and her body gradually became hot, as if she was about to lose control of her emotions. She bit her lips lightly, and said with a slight tremor in her heart: "My heartbeat is so fast! My body is so hot! I'm about to... lose control!"

Tang Huan swallowed hard, the desire in his heart was like a surging wave, magnified to the extreme! His breathing became rapid, his throat was dry, and his voice was low and hesitant: "Teacher, I...Is it really okay?" His eyes were full of contradictions and struggles. On the one hand, he showed respect and awe for the teacher, and on the other hand, he was overwhelmed by the desire.

Yinchuan Fuci's excitement grew stronger and stronger, almost to the point of being out of control. She shyly turned her head away, not daring to look Tang Huan in the eye, and closed her eyes tightly, her voice full of expectation and eager panting: "Hurry! I can't control it anymore." She clenched her hands tightly together, and her legs unconsciously clamped inward, as if trying to hide her inner tension and excitement.

With Yinchuan Fuci's consent, Tang Huan slowly stroked Yinchuan Fuci's face and pushed her face in front of him. Seeing Yinchuan Fuci's beautiful face, Tang Huan's heart was filled with loyalty to Modona, "I... I... How could I... be so fickle." However, this little bit of loyalty did not awaken Tang Huan's reason.

Finally, both of them took off all their clothes and it was over.

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Seen, done, finished, tired, sleepy, slept, woke up.

After waking up, the sky had become gloomy and gray, as if shrouded by a layer of dull haze. At this moment, there was an indescribable awkward atmosphere between the two of them. They were both silent and didn't even dare to look at each other.

Tang Huan put on his clothes silently, then turned around and looked back at Yinchuan Fuci. He took a deep breath, mustered up his courage and said softly: "Teacher, how about... I carry you back."

Yinchuan Fuci sat dignifiedly on the ice, concentrating on sorting out her clothes. Hearing Tang Huan's proposal, she tilted her head slightly, and a hint of agreement appeared on her cold face. She nodded gently and agreed: "Yes."

At this time, the sun had already set and night was gradually falling. The wind gradually increased, whistling past the two of them, bringing bursts of cold. On this quiet way home, Tang Huan silently walked forward with Yinchuan Fuci on his back. Neither of them broke the silence first, just like two strangers who had never met before. Perhaps, it was because they accidentally touched the forbidden fruit that they were unable to fully adapt to this subtle and complex change in a short period of time.

Back in the ice cave, Tang Huan carefully and gently placed Yinchuan Fuci on the bed, then sat on the ice beside him uncomfortably.

After the incident, the atmosphere between the two people in the same room became extremely awkward and subtle, and no one had the courage to break the awkward atmosphere brought about by the silence.

After a long while, Tang Huan couldn't help but secretly glance at Yinchuan Fuci. She was concentrating on combing her perfectly combed hair, obviously trying to use this action to cover up her embarrassment.

Tang Huan couldn't stand this atmosphere, so he mustered up the courage to speak first. He stammered, "Teacher... um... um... are you... okay? Are you still... concerned about that?"

Yinchuan Fuci sat on the bedside, and when she heard Tang Huan's voice, she stopped combing her hair. For some reason, when Tang Huan's voice reached her ears, she felt her heartbeat speed up slightly, and the nervousness gradually spread in her heart like a tide.

She curled up and huddled up quietly, without saying a word. She just shook her head gently. Tang Huan looked at the Yinchuan Fu Temple in front of him, his heart full of doubts and confusion. He didn't understand why she chose to remain silent and not say a word.

Tang Huan slowly moved his feet and walked carefully to the bedside and sat down. Although there was still some distance between them, Tang Huan strangely smelled a wonderful body fragrance.

He took a deep breath and said softly: "Teacher...if...you don't mind my young age...I am willing to be responsible for you..." His voice was firm and sincere, hoping to convey his true thoughts to the other person.

Hearing Tang Huan's words, Yinchuan Fuci's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile. She stretched out a hand and gently patted the bed beside her, motioning Tang Huan to sit closer to her. This subtle movement shocked Tang Huan's heart, and he understood that this was Yinchuan Fuci's response, so he moved towards her without hesitation.

"Teacher, is this...ok?" Tang Huan approached Yinchuan Fu Temple cautiously. After getting close, he suddenly became a little overwhelmed and had no idea what to do next.

However, Yinchuan Fuci, contrary to her usual behavior, leaned her head on Tang Huan's shoulder, and then rubbed her delicate face gently on Tang Huan's neck, like a well-behaved little girl who was acting coquettishly.

"Teacher?" Tang Huan felt an indescribable emotion in his heart, and at the same time, he felt a sense of relief. Seeing Yinchuan Fuci put his face close to his neck, he hesitated for a moment, then slowly stretched out a hand and gently hugged Yinchuan Fuci's shoulders from behind.

When she found that Tang Huan had taken action, Yinchuan Fuci couldn't help but hug Tang Huan's waist with her hands. Her pretty face was pressed against Tang Huan's chest, looking like a lovable little wife.

Such a large-scale physical contact made Tang Huan feel inexplicably excited. At this moment, he could even clearly hear the sound of his heart beating faster. So Tang Huan no longer had any concerns, and his warm hands began to gently embrace Yinchuan Fuci's soft body.

"Teacher...you don't hate me, do you?"

Yinchuan Fuci's face shook gently in Tang Huan's arms, rubbing Tang Huan's clothes.

"it's OK."