Go wash it off

Wanqing was startled, her eyes wide with fear. "I don't know what you're talking about..."

Mu Tianyang threw her onto the bed, pinning her down and violently tearing at her clothes. In just a moment, she was completely naked, while he remained fully dressed.

"Where did this smell come from that doesn't belong to me?" Mu Tianyang grabbed her by the neck, and with a slight slip, he could have killed her.

Tears streamed down Wanqing's face. She didn't know... she didn't know... Trembling, she opened her mouth, "I... I don't know... I didn't... I wouldn't dare..."

Did he think she was cheating on him? How could she dare? How could she...

Suddenly, she remembered and reached out to grab his hand. "I remember now..."

Mu Tianyang's grip loosened slightly. "Talk!"

"It's the smell of the body wash! I took a shower at my teacher's place..." The teacher's body wash was different from here.

Mu Tianyang's eyes narrowed, and the aura he emitted became even more dangerous.

"Someone splashed me with dirty water!" Wanqing quickly told him about what happened during the day. "You can ask Mu Tianxue! She saw it!"

"Is your teacher male or female?"

"Female! You can still ask Mu Tianxue!"

The anger finally dissipated, and Mu Tianyang flipped over to sit up. "Go wash it off!"

Wanqing sadly climbed up and walked into the bathroom. Ten minutes later, she returned to Mu Tianyang wrapped in a towel. Afraid that the smell hadn't been washed away, she had even sprayed a bit of perfume before coming out.

Who knew, Mu Tianyang said, "Wash off the perfume smell!"

Wanqing had no choice but to take another shower.

This time, when she came out, she was like a puppet, with water still dripping from her hair.

Mu Tianyang pressed her down on the bed and undid his belt...

Noticing that she wasn't wearing anything under the towel, he smiled, seemingly quite satisfied. He lifted one of her legs...

"Ah..." Wanqing moaned, it hurt so much...

She clung to his shoulders, enduring the discomfort.

Mu Tianyang smiled, his movements gentle. "You've had a rough day, first getting splashed by classmates, then beaten by Tianxue, and now this with me..."

"Ah..." Wanqing looked at him, her face flushing as she leaned into his chest.

This demeanor of hers naturally pleased him more than her tearful endurance. He kissed her face and asked softly, "Does your head still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore..."

"What about down there?" After what he just did, he wondered how much it hurt.

Wanqing stiffened, and her hand gripping his clothes couldn't help but tighten. "It still... hurts a little..."

Upon hearing this, Mu Tianyang took his time, grinding slowly. Wanqing moaned softly, enduring the pain. After a few minutes, the pain turned into pleasure, and her breath couldn't help but quicken, the tone of her moans changing.

"Um..." She bit her lower lip, not wanting to reveal her situation.

But Mu Tianyang had already figured it out and asked her ambiguously, "Feeling good?"

"Um..." How could Wanqing answer such a question?

He sped up: "Baby, tell me!"

"Ah..." Wanqing could no longer lean into his arms and fell back into the quilt. "Um... er..."

"Baby!" Mu Tianyang's voice carried a dangerous tone.