Crossing the campus [seven]
, "Don't look for me if you're okay."
Li Xin gave him a disgusting look, then turned around and walked into the classroom.
Before crossing the road, she had fantasized about whether the three of them would have an exciting sadomasochistic drama if they accidentally hooked up with the male protagonist of the original novel. Unexpectedly, the reality is so cruel, such a male protagonist can only be used to set off the existence of his brother.
Xiao Qi didn't know whether he was humiliated or sensible, but he didn't find her again in the later time. Li Xin was bombarded with classes all morning, and when he was about to go to Li Zhao for lunch during his lunch break, he was told that he had asked for leave to go home.
Li Xin was stunned for a while, and she was restless on the way back to the classroom, for fear that something happened to Li Zhao, and she didn't tell her because she was worried. The more she thought about it, the more she could not sit still, and finally applied to the teacher to go home.
Before rushing home, Li Xin went to buy some light porridge and soup, for fear that Li Zhao would not feel well and would not get tired of eating.
It was already afternoon when he got home. Li Xin took the key to open the door and closed the door gently, for fear of waking up Li Zhao, who might be resting.
She tiptoed to Li Zhao's door, listened carefully, and was about to turn the door handle.
"...Xin...A...um...Xin..." And
before he could act, there was a suppressed moan from inside, Li Zhao used to be The clear voice became hoarse, as if suppressing great pain.
Li Xin only heard what he was shouting vaguely, but she was not stupid, how could she not hear what the moan was?
Her first reaction was that her brother actually brought a woman to the house, so she opened the door furiously, wanting to catch the rape in bed.
When the door opened, she was stunned by what she saw.
Li Zhao raised his head slightly, and a light pink blush spread across his ivory-white skin. His shirt was slightly open, revealing his collarbone, and a thin layer of sweat covered his tight chest. Going further down, his trousers were loose, and his two long legs were bent straight. Between those two legs, Li Zhao held the ferocious male root with blue veins and knots in one hand, and kept stroking up and down.
The mushroom-shaped bell mouth of the giant kept oozing clear liquid, soaking the black grass above the two balls.
Li Xin heard it clearly this time, and Li Zhao shouted his name.
Apparently, he didn't expect Li Xin to appear suddenly. Li Zhao was in a panic, his hand tightened, and he couldn't help but shoot out.
The white turbidity snaked through the male roots, and a few drops dripped on the wooden floor, forming a lewd and moving picture of a beautiful man's self-destruction.
Li Xin, who was so shocked, said that she was shamefully wet.
When Li Zhao saw her standing there dumbfounded, there was a bang in his head, and it exploded into a blank space. He hurriedly packed up and stood up, trying to explain something:
"A Xin, I, listen to me—"
Li Xin shook his head and stopped him.
Li Zhao's eyes darkened and his shoulders slumped. He knew that he had gone too far this time, and A Xin would definitely think he was disgusting.
Li Zhao's heart aches at the thought that A Xin is likely to leave him just like that.
"Brother."
After a long silence, Li Xin finally broke the silence first:
"Is it my name that you just called?"
Li Zhao took a step back and half sat on the edge of the bed:
"... I'm sorry."
Li Xin looked at him calmly:
"Why didn't you tell me."
Li Zhao heard this and grabbed his hair angrily. How is he going to speak? I have a desire for my own sister and want to take possession of her fiercely.
Li Xin on the other end didn't care about his painful expression, and continued,
"If you tell me,"
she smiled, squatted down slowly, and cupped Li Zhao's cheek,
"How do you know, I won't help And you?"