N grade tutor for beautiful girls

Chen Yue: Thank you, I have been connoted.

After reconfirming the look in Cuomo's eyes, Ke Wan got feedback that Cuomo was telling the truth.

"Very good, now I'm your girlfriend?" Ke Wan's tone was unquestionable.

Cuomo: "???"

Without giving him more time to react, Ke Wan kissed him directly on the mouth.

The bodies were pressed together, and Cuomo could clearly feel the softness and warmth of the girl, especially the thing on his chest made him fantasize.

Ke Mo stretched out his hand, intending to push her away, but was held firmly against the wall by Ke Wan, unable to move.

At the beginning, her kiss was very jerky, but then she gradually became proficient, as if she picked up what was left in the depths of her memory.

For some reason, Cuomo felt that her kiss brought him a very familiar feeling, beautiful and green, with a little imperceptible fright.

As if stimulated, Cuomo fell into a state of excitement.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the depths of the memory, as if such a thing had happened in that childhood that was about to be forgotten.

In the same way, he was pushed against the wall by her, and those were two younger figures.

Did he lose his first kiss earlier?

His thinking became confused, and he gradually became obsessed with it. In the entanglement with Ke Wan, she has always been the dominant one.

Slowly, Ke Wan loosened the restraint on Como's hands, allowing them to escape and swim behind Ke Wan's back, hips, and even smooth and perfect long white and tender legs.

She was using physical stimulation to make Cuomo recall something, and she seemed to know better than Cuomo what was hidden in his body.

After a long time, their lips parted, and both of their faces were flushed with suffocation.

Ke Wan licked the corner of Ke Mo's mouth, with tenderness in her eyes: "Although I want you to remember everything, it's still too early.

Don't worry, I will take your heart back bit by bit, and you will always belong to me alone.

So now, please forget about everything that just happened, my lovely doll. "

"Snapped!"

A decisive strike slashed Cuomo's neck with a knife, and the force that was well controlled directly made Cuomo faint.

She seems to have some way to make Cuomo physically lose his memory...

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Head groggy, neck a little sore.

Opening his eyes in a daze, he realized that it was already night.

"Clap!"

Relying on his memory to turn on the bedside lamp, Ke Mo stared blankly at his hands, which became more immature and fairer, much smaller.

Something seems to be caught in my mind, but I can't seem to remember anything.

The surrounding scenery is not very clear, it is subconsciously filtered out, and I can't remember it no matter how I think about it.

"Boom boom boom!"

Someone knocked softly outside the door, the sound was three long and two short, like a secret signal.

Shaking his head, Cuomo turned over from the bed in the orphanage lightly, put on his slippers, and instinctively walked towards the door.

In my memory, it was winter, and it was still a bit cold.

The brain searched for cold feedback, and soon he felt cold.

"Whoo~"

Ke Mo huddled under the sweater with his shoulders in his arms and shivered, and the heat from his breath turned into white mist and floated towards the ceiling.

The illusory things became more real, but his thinking was already very slow, as if he was just a machine repeating certain scenes.

"Boom boom boom!"

It's still three long and two short, but this time it's more urgent.

Walking to the door, Cuomo unlocked the door and put his hand on the doorknob.

"Should it end suddenly?"

Such an idea popped up suddenly, because every time I come here, there is an end, and I have no memory of what will happen next.

"Crack!"

But this time there was a change, this time the door was really opened.

Somewhat surprised, Cuomo looked up.

"Little Momo, good evening~"

Standing outside the door was a little loli who was more delicate and lovely than a doll, her skin was warmer than Nuanyu and whiter than Dongxue.

With a pleasant smile on his face, the little face hidden under the kitten's pajamas was flushed red from the cold.

Without giving Cuomo time to speak, she squeezed in and closed the door, blocking the howling cold wind outside.

Everyone in the orphanage hid in bed early in such a cold winter, so this is their time.

"Xiaowan?"

Cuomo tilted his head, and the other party's name blurted out.

"Stupid little Momo, I'm a big sister, so you want to call me sister Xiaowan, do you know?"

Pouted angrily, the little girl walked up to Cuomo and rubbed her head.

Only then did Como realize that the little girl in front of him was actually a little taller than him.

"You...what are you doing here?" Cuomo took a step back in fear.

The little girl took a step forward and hugged Como who wanted to escape, "Why are you running, I won't eat you, wouldn't it be a pity if there is no warm little Mo brand pillow in such a cold winter? "

"Take it easy, you left me alone."

Cuomo pushed, and the opponent's airport hurt him.

Her face froze, she let go of Kemo helplessly, and met his eyes: "little Momo, do you know that it's very impolite to say such things to girls?

And... I am still young, and I will definitely grow up in the future. "

Seemingly feeling that her words were too pale, she deliberately made a gesture with her hand, but the size of her gesture was already larger than Cuomo's usual basketball.

Cuomo has loved playing ball since he was a child, and he looks forward to the bright future described by the little girl.

"I'll make you happy. You're still so young next year, but you always have a gentleman's smile. Those who didn't know thought you were fifteen or sixteen years old." The little girl tapped Cuomo on the head and put He woke up dreaming.

"Is there?" Cuomo asked subconsciously.

This is a question that was not originally in memory, and it has not been answered.

As if she didn't hear Cuomo's question, the little girl took his hand and walked to the bed: "Sleep, sleep, I can't wait to sleep with little Momo."

Her strength is much greater than that of Cuomo at this age, and he can't break free at all.

Seeing the other party talking to himself, Cuomo's sense of disobedience deepened...

The time spent with Cuomo has never been honest, and this time is no exception.

Lying on the bed and looking at each other, the little girl put one hand on Como's face and stroked it contentedly: "Little Momo, how is the review of the kissing skills I taught you last time?"

Cuomo: "..."

"Really, I can't remember such a simple thing. I didn't expect little Momo to be stupid." The little girl moved a few times and got closer: "Forget it, let me review it for you again. Remember it."

As soon as the voice fell, she kissed Cuomo's lips straight, without giving him time to react.

Judging from the touch, the other party was obviously very jerky, but she just wanted to pretend that she knew everything and then came to teach Cuomo.

Como is a mature Como, and the other party is a precocious little girl. A simple kiss quickly extended to something more.

Because he was not as powerful as the other party, Cuomo was always passive. When she walked around with her hands on his back, he still lowered the other party's shoulders.

It seems to be resisting something, unwilling to accept it.

But the more he resisted, the more excited the opponent became. After just a few fights, he was defeated by the young Cuomo, and finally fell flat on the pillow and gasped for breath.

Almost suffocated with kisses...

The already slow thinking became even slower, and he could only see the other party in this blurred world.

Under the quilt, two young and young bodies hug each other tightly, as if to dispel the cold and loneliness of this winter.

"Little Momo, I've touched you all over your body now, even your first kiss is mine, so you can only be mine in the future, understand?

Otherwise, you just don't obey the husband's guidelines, and you should be tied up by me and locked up in the basement. "

She held Cuomo in her arms and let him enjoy the facial cleanser that didn't exist.

Cuomo: "Yeah"

It was still an instinctive answer.

For some reason, Ke Mo suddenly caught something, and he suddenly asked, "Xiao Wan, what's your name?"

Ke Wan: "Stupid, my name is Xu Wan now, and I can take your surname when I marry you in the future. You can just call me Ke Wan when the time comes."

"!!!"

"what!"

Waking up from the dream, Ke Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

The first thing that appeared in front of his eyes was a mountain that was so towering that it covered his face although it was not as good as a basketball.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was pillowing on a pair of warm and smooth long legs, and the owner of the long legs was Ke Wan.

It took only a moment for Cuomo to sort out the dream just now. It was not just a dream, it was also his lost childhood memory!

When they met Ke Wan again, the gears of each other's fate started to turn again.

The originally hidden emotions erupted quietly, Ke Wan's eyes seemed to overflow with thoughts, but the corners of his mouth refused to let go.

"Boss, do you have hypoglycemia? No matter how you say it, you will collapse."

Ke Wan pre-empted and induced Cuomo. What she never expected was that Cuomo had already recalled it.

Perhaps because of growing up, the hand knife did not make Cuomo lose his memory, but instead reminded him of all the past.

After adjusting his mentality, Cuomo said as calmly as possible: "It's a little bit, I'm really sorry, I let you see my embarrassing side.

By the way, what's your name? "

"Ke Wan, you have the same surname as BOSS. Don't forget this time, or I will really get angry." Ke Mo stroked Ke Mo's face as in a dream.

"..."

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At present, it seems that I have lost a lot of memories of my childhood. The Ke Wan in front of me is by no means a kind and easy person. Among the girls Ke Mo knew, she must be the most dangerous one.

It's like walking a tightrope, maybe you accidentally reach the ending of Brother Cheng.

Fortunately, she didn't know that she hadn't been physically amnesiac this time, and now that he remembered it, he might be able to take the initiative.

Her hands moved gently on her head, but Cuomo was always worried that she would suddenly pinch his neck.

If I had to use one word to describe her, it would be sick and delicate.

"I don't know if I had a stiff neck last night, but I feel a little sore in my neck today."

Cuomo rubbed his neck and sat up slowly.

Now is the time for Biao to act, it depends on who can act more like him.

"Why don't I rub it for you? Don't look at me like this. In fact, I am quite strong." When she was speaking, she had already placed her hand on Cuomo's neck, and she was squeezing it for him. There are certain rules.

Resisting the idea of ​​escaping, Cuomo made a somewhat tangled look: "This is not very good. If others see it, they may be misunderstood."

"I didn't expect you to be worried about such a thing." Ke Wan pursed his lips and smiled, looking happier: "But you are the boss, isn't it normal for little divas like us to make unspoken rules.

If this person were you, I might not resist, so why don't you try? "