School girls always want to bend me

That night, Zhang Yawen had a dream.

In the evening of late spring, the setting sun was like blood, staining half of the sky red. It had just rained, and the huge flower petals in the flower garden outside the dormitory building withered, and water droplets hung down on the leaves.

In the narrow dormitory, the thick curtains were drawn, and Ye Qiqi's face was sideways. In the dim light, he couldn't see clearly.She bent down halfway, staring straight at herself, her eyes were dark, and her breath fell on her ears.

He closed his eyes uncontrollably.

The voice in the ear was low and depressing: "You are mine."

There was a sticky and wet touch from the earlobe, and an electric current spread to the limbs along the earlobe, making the body numb.

She couldn't help writhing under Ye Qixi's body, feeling uneasy, at a loss, and hesitant.

Hands fumbled around the opponent's body indiscriminately, mouth parched, but not sure what he wanted.

Then there's the sharp, crisp feeling behind the ear.

She opened her eyes suddenly.

The whole person was stiff, staring blankly at the void, unable to say anything, panting heavily.

After a long time, she came back to her senses, rubbed her head, sat up on the pillow, and curled up.

She touched her heart with one hand, and it kept beating.

He touched his earlobe unconsciously, and it seemed that Ye Qiqi's hot and humid touch was still there. It seemed that everything was not all an illusion.

Zhang Yawen bit her lower lip, a strong sense of guilt rose from the bottom of her heart.

How could she do such a thing to Ye Qiqi in the dream?

Taking a deep breath, she covered her hot cheeks in pain, she really had no face to face Ye Qiqi.

Then I belatedly thought of a question, why did this dream happen in spring? ? ?

She took the mobile phone beside the bed with a depressed face, it was four o'clock in the morning.There was only the slight sound of the air blowing from the air conditioner in the room. She pulled the quilt on one side and wrapped herself up.

Trying to sleep again, but there are too many complicated thoughts in my head, and I can't control it at all.

Zhang Yawen turned her body over, and her fingers slowly climbed up her lips, which were soft and a little dry, and then she thought of Ye Qiqi's lips, which were light in color and beautiful in shape, always tight, and occasionally pulled up A helpless arc.

If it was to kiss her, would he be willing?

The faint daylight outside leaked through the heavy curtains, and she blinked.

Should be willing.

But would Ye Qiqi be willing?Does she feel like a weirdo?Or even a pervert?

Sorrow came instead of shame.

When he went to work the next day, Zhang Yawen was a little sluggish, facing the densely packed text in front of the computer, his whole head was groggy.

She stood up to get some water. She drank a lot of water in summer, and the water dispenser turned on a red warning light indicating that the water was insufficient. She pressed it a few times, but no water came out.There was no way, she took out the bucket of the water dispenser to indirect water from the tea on the side.

Zhang Yawen walked to the tea room, turned the faucet to the maximum, and put the bucket over.

Dozens of seconds to fill.

She reached out to get it, and the full bucket of water was very heavy. She didn't expect it, twisted her wrist, and saw that the water was about to splash towards her. Fortunately, someone behind her took her back a few steps and blocked it with her body. splashed water.

Ye Qiqi's warm body temperature passed to her, and when the two touched each other, Zhang Yawen's face was on fire, and he hurriedly lowered his eyes.

I happened to see Ye Qiqi's wet coat, and the wet black shirt stuck to her white shoulder blades, and the area gradually expanded until it reached her undulating chest.

Although Ye Qiqi was wearing a white underwear.

But there are other people in the office too!

Ye Qiqi noticed Zhang Yawen's eyes staring at his wet clothes, and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, it will be dry in a while."

Then what if someone else sees this time!

Zhang Yawen said aggressively, "No!" in a very firm tone.

Ye Qiqi was pinching the wet piece and pulling it, a little surprised: "Huh?"

Realizing that his tone was too intense, Zhang Yawen rolled his eyes and explained: "You will catch a cold, and the temperature of the air conditioner is turned on very low today."

Zhang Yawen felt that when he faced Ye Qiqi now, he was always carrying a kind of original sin, bearing the serious crime of defiled a pure girl.

She bit her finger, and added in her heart, it was still the attempted one.

Ye Qiqi thought that the resentment and entanglement on Zhang Yawen's face were due to the matter of wet clothes, so he thought of a perfunctory way to avoid it: "Aunt Song seems to have a lot of clothes prepared." Aunt Song is the aunt who sent the wedding cake last time , a senior health enthusiast.

But Zhang Yawen immediately objected: "No!"

How can you wear other women's clothes?Although the other party is about the same age as their mother.

Ye Qiqi looked down at her, and lowered his voice, "Then senior sister thinks... what should I do?" There was also a faint smile.

Zhang Yawen raised his head and saw the indifferent smile on Ye Qiqi's face, his heart jumped up irregularly again.

It's really worthless!

She strongly condemned herself in her heart, took a deep breath, and after quickly calming down, she pushed Ye Qiqi towards the unused warehouse.

This is a small room at the end of the corridor. It was too small to be used as an office, so it was used as a small library for books. The key happened to be in Zhang Yawen's hand.She unscrewed the door, pressed the switch next to the door, and it turned on. This room has no windows, and even in the daytime, you need to turn on the lights to see it.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a strong musty smell of paper.

Old but clean and tidy, there are several rows of bookshelves close together in the narrow space, and there are books that have not been classified or even opened.

Zhang Yawen put her inside: "I still have a change of clothes, go get it for you, you stay here, don't wander around, do you hear me?"

Ye Qiqi didn't understand the intention behind Zhang Yawen's fanfare, but he nodded obediently: "Okay, I won't run around."

Upon hearing the reply, the corners of Zhang Yawen's mouth curled up, put away the key, stretched out a hand and patted Ye Qiqi's head: "Good boy."

About a minute or two later, Zhang Yawen came back.

She was holding a piece of clothing in her hand, and when she came in and was about to close the door, she looked at the crack of the door and the corridor outside, and after making sure that there was no one else, she breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door, turned around, and handed the clothes to Ye Qiqi .

"What are you doing?" Ye Qiqi asked casually with his arms folded.

Zhang Yawen unfolded his clothes: "What are you doing?"

"Why... it's a bit shameful." Ye Qiqi asked, and he was a little sneaky.

Zhang Yawen was unhappy, raised his head, stared at Ye Qiqi, poked her almost transparent shirt with his finger: "How bad is it being seen by others?"

Ye Qiqi looked down, and the shoulders were indeed visible. She asked, "Nowadays, not many girls wear off-the-shoulder outfits. Are you sure this is the 21st century?"

Zhang Yawen paused, a little unhappy: "That's someone else, you can't."

"why?"

She flew over with a stern look: "Don't make noise!"

Ye Qiqi: ...

What Zhang Yawen brought over was a cultural shirt for the event, white with the event logo on the cuff.

She realized that Ye Qiqi would dislike her, so she hurriedly explained: "It's clean, I washed it after I got it, and I wore it for a few minutes to take a photo that day."

Ye Qiqi didn't mind, but she was very happy to see Zhang Yawen working hard.

She put down her clothes, unscrewed the opening of her shirt, one, then one, until the last one. One second before taking off the shirt, she stared at Zhang Yawen and asked, "Is it not suitable for you to see?"

In the narrow and closed space, Ye Qiqi's voice was even deeper.

Zhang Yawen licked his lips and opened his eyes wide: "I... can do it."

"Oh. Really?" Ye Qixi stopped undressing.

Zhang Yawen was a little unhappy, but he still couldn't slap himself in the face, and stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, very deceiving.

Ye Qiqi was amused by this childish behavior, couldn't help but chuckled, and his shoulders shook.

"..."

Feeling greatly insulted, Zhang Yawen turned around to leave, but just as he took a step, someone grabbed his wrist.

Ye Qiqi suppressed his laughter: "Okay, look at it as you like."

"..."

What the hell! ! !I'm a voyeur!

Zhang Yawen turned around angrily, Ye Qiqi's shirt had already been taken off, and he was only wearing a close-fitting white underwear, with well-proportioned flesh and bones, slender arms, and very white skin, which stood out even more in the dark room.

The curve of the chest is beautiful and round.

Zhang Yawen's eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head deliberately.

"The clothes inside seem to be wet too." Ye Qiqi glanced at the thin shoulder strap.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Yawen leaned over, wanting to help, "Where is that?"

The author has something to say:

When I wrote the last sentence, my roommate happened to show up, digging my toes in embarrassment...

So stuck here...