White peach oolong gl

The male teacher has been bullied by Baitao for the second time.Gu Baitao usually looks soft and cute and talkative, but when he gets angry occasionally, Xiao Douding in his class wants to be coaxed, and the male teacher is resentful and silent, and an older male teacher next to him can't stand it and comes over Head off:

"Baitao, that's not what you said. What a nice man, you will have to find someone to marry and have children in the future."

Gu Baitao: "Who said that? Look at the current marriage rate, divorce rate, birth rate, and news about killing wives and children on the Internet. More and more people choose not to get married."

"That's just an example. People always want to get married in their whole life. Otherwise, what should we do when we get older?"

Gu Baitao: "Scientific statistics show that the average age of women is much higher than that of men. Men will always be ahead of women in their lifetime. When they get older, they have to rely on themselves."

……

Several female teachers stared dumbfounded at Gu Baitao's "punching and kicking" with his own strength, and applauded one after another.

In the end, the male teacher said that he didn't want to mess around with women, and he said, "You just have to be stubborn. I'll see if you can insist on not getting married in the future. There will be times when you regret it."

Gu Baitao: "I am willing, just a little bit!"

The chatter was finally over, and no one was going to discuss whether Qin Huan was gay. After all, in this day and age, young people are more accepting of homosexuality and unmarried people than before. There are also many teachers who help Baitao I hate people, I always feel that it has nothing to do with me whether they are gay or not. Anyway, they are people from big cities, and they don’t belong here. Big cities are tolerant and open to all kinds of people. Those who make their homes in small cities don’t have to fuck other people's hearts.

Gu Baitao retreated at the gold medal, and in retrospect, he felt that his performance was not bad, although compared to Qin Huan's provocative skills, he was still a little more emotional and nonsensical.

A quarrel is like this, losing the quarrel is very irritable when you think about it, and you are refreshed when you think about it after winning the quarrel. Refreshed, Gu Baitao clicked on WeChat and typed:

"An appointment tonight?"

Qin Huan was in the hotel, drawing pictures while drinking red wine. When the phone screen lit up, he only saw a name, his fingers slightly bent, ready to move.She drank the red wine in the glass and asked her word by word: "Where are you, I'll pick you up."

Gu Baitao: "You can just tell me the hotel and room number." It's really laborious to pick up what to pick up, so let's get straight to the point.

Qin Huan: ...

Half an hour later, she took the elevator to the door of the written room and knocked on the door lightly.

The door opened, Qin Huan was wiping her hair wrapped in a bath towel, took a look at her, and let her in.Baitao closed the door, hung up her coat, scarf and bag, and hugged Qin Huan's waist from front to back, smelling the white sandalwood fragrance from her collar.

Qin Huan laughed softly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Baitao: "I miss you."

I don't know whose breathing became heavy, Qin Huan turned around and kissed her. As I said before, she likes to kiss very much, and she prefers to kiss people on doors, walls, sofas, and windows.

Baitao protested softly between kisses: "I haven't showered yet..."

Qin Huan: "I'll wash with you."

……

After the session, Baitao's body was soft, but her spirits were high and she wasn't sleepy at all.She hadn't seen this man for weeks, once was enough.

So the sweet woman tried her best to "turn over and sing", and began to ride on Qin Huan.

Qin Huan:?

Baitao: "Can't I do 1?"

Qin Huan smiled, "Would you do it?"

Gu Baitao spoke confidently: "I will!"

Qin Huan nodded: "You will, you are also 0."

Gu Baitao: "Your hands must be shaking, you are so tired, why don't I let you rest?"

Qin Huan: "I'm not tired, and in fact, there are ways to not use hands."

Then she showed Baitao a way to do it without hands.

The next morning, Gu Baitao's head hurt from the biological clock, and she struggled to wake up, only to remember that starting today, she was on winter vacation.

Happy and jumping, she turned over to find Xinxiang's warm embrace, but she couldn't find it after touching it for a long time.

Gu Baitao suddenly opened his eyes.

There was no one in the hotel room, and the sound of water in the bathroom came from the half-closed door.

When Qin Huan came out, wrapped in a bathrobe and wiping her hair, she saw Baitao huddled under the quilt, usually only showing her head, staring at her.

Qin Huan often said: "What are you looking at?"

Gu Baitao: "I feel sad that I can't see you when I wake up."

Qin Huan didn't respond to these words, and turned on the hair dryer to dry his hair slowly.

Gu Baitao couldn't help being a little angry and frustrated. Although he said he was just a friend, and he didn't ask her anything, but he was acting like a baby just now, and this woman didn't respond at all. It really was all clear and ruthless.

If she was a man, she must be the kind of top-notch scumbag who lived among thousands of flowers without touching her body.

Gu Baitao was unhappy alone for a while, and then felt that he was hypocritical. He yawned and wanted to turn over to catch up on sleep, but the woman got under the quilt, picked her up with both hands, and put her on the head of the bed to kiss. , the other hand easily lit a fire on her body, and the fire quickly burned hot and vigorous.

White peach: ...

Qin Huan said while doing it: "What kind of strange expression do you have?"

Baitao: "What are you doing again?"

Qin Huan replied seriously with an expression of confusion: "Damn it. You."

Baitao: "...No, I don't mean that either."

Qin Huan changed her position and hit Huanglong directly, in exchange for the woman's uncontrollable moans.

Baitao: "...do you... have a reflex arc... long..."

Qin Huan knew what she meant when he thought about it, and gnawed at her throat with a smile: "No, I'm just used to being able to bear it. It's not easy to do with wet hair."

When I woke up again, it was already high in the sun.

Gu Baitao asked her family for leave familiarly. She also knew that this was not the way to go, but maybe she was too obedient. Even if her mother knew that she always wanted to live with her colleagues, she would never have guessed that she was actually looking for someone to date. so big.A day is a day if you can stretch it.

Qin Huan had already gone to the living room, and when Baitao came out of the shower, the hotel had delivered meals. Qin Huan, with his hair loose, was sitting at the desk in the living room drawing pictures on the computer.

Gu Baitao suddenly realized that this room was the room where Qin Huan usually lived in this city.The few times the two met before, it was a newly opened room.

Seeing her getting up, Qin Huan didn't look at her, and said, "Let's eat first, it's almost noon, you must be very hungry."

Baitao: "What about you?"

Qin Huan didn't take his eyes off the computer: "You eat first."

Baitao curled her lips and ate as much as she wanted, she was starving to death, but the person who worked so hard didn't seem too hungry.

Thinking about it felt unfair, Baitao picked up a custard bag, walked to Qin Huan's side, and while she wasn't paying attention, sat on her thigh where her bathrobe was exposed.

Qin Huan: ...

"I'll feed you, do you want it?"

Qin Huan's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his palms from under the bathrobe, patrolling the territory unceremoniously.

Baitao blushed, but even so she was confident, holding the custard bag and brought it to her mouth: "Open your mouth, ah—"

Qin Huan's pleasant voice suddenly called her name: "Gu Baitao."

Baitao let out an ah.

"You seem to be..." She seemed to have considered her choice of words, and finally chose the most straightforward one: "It's a bit coquettish."

The author says:

I don’t know how to count the list, so the number of words is too high. These days, my aunt has suppressed the number of words, and the daily update is about 2k. Good friends, please bear with me. Although I am short, I have good skills (bushi)

Let me explain, I have always considered the word coquettish to be a commendatory word in the private emotional life of two people. The two of them are p friends now.