Chapter 5

“Classmate Yu Xiujin,” she struggled in his arms.

Why was he so strange these days? “I need to check up on how your studies are from yesterday.” He said meaningfully.

“Ah?” She blinked.

No, it couldn’t be? Could it be that he wanted to inspect how well she has learned to give a “handjob”?

He took her hand, walked into the empty men’s washroom, and found an unoccupied stall.

The smell of air freshener permeated the air. Within the small, tight space, her back was against the door, not daring to look at him.

“It’s currently time for class.” She poked her index fingers against each other anxiously.

“It’s not like it would matter if we missed one class.” He shrugged indifferently.

She glanced at him. For students like him, who had a guaranteed entrance, it really wasn’t much.

But for her…

“If I miss one lesson, it would be very difficult for me to keep up with the progress…”

He placed his hand on her shoulder, leaned close to her cherry mouth, and lightly said, “If there’s anything you don’t understand, I can teach you.”

He was too close. The hot breaths of the two intertwined together. She kept having the feeling that he was about to kiss her.

She swallowed with difficulty, stammering out through her lips.

“Do you want to kiss me?” He murmured ambiguously.

“What?” He…How did he know what she was thinking?

“Let’s teach you how to kiss today, and review the content of yesterday’s lesson in passing.”

Having said so, thin lips covered that soft small mouth.

Her eyes widened abruptly, as her mind instantly blanked out.

Seeing that silly look of hers, he narrowed his eyes mischievously.

The tip of his tongue carefully traced the shape of her lips, making her lips feel tingly and numb.

She couldn’t help but open her mouth, trying to lick her mouth. He took the opportunity to stop her little tongue.

The two tongues touched, and she withdrew her tongue in a panic.

He immediately pursued while he was ahead and slid his tongue into her mouth.

He licked her ivory teeth one by one and tasted the sweetness of strawberry from her mouth.

The two people drew closer, one step at a time, with one having nowhere left to withdraw.

She no longer cared about how dirty it was as her spine tightly pressed against the door. Her body stiffened with fear, both hands silently clenching into fists by her side. She felt like the air in her lungs was gradually sucked away by him.

“It’s just kissing. Relax.” He said against her lips and gently kneaded her tight shoulders.

“How’s the feeling of kissing?”

Her face instantly turned red like a strawberry as she stammered, “It’s…It’s not bad…”

He raised his eyebrows, “Your voice is very nice, cry out a few times for me.”

“Cry out? Cry out what?” How come she couldn’t understand?

“Bed cries,” he looked at her funnily, “Even if you haven’t eaten pork, you’ve definitely seen a pig run, right?¹ You’ve never heard moans before?”

¹TN: Idiom that means even if you haven’t experienced something yourself, you’ve seen or heard of someone else doing it. Example: You’ve never had sex yourself but you’ve watched porn before.

“Ah? But…but, I don’t know how.” The sound of her voice gradually grew quieter, actually feeling ashamed.

“Do I have to teach you how to call out in bed too?” He joked, but, looking at his expression, he also seemed serious.

She subconsciously licked her lower lip, then her movements suddenly froze, remembering the kiss just now …

In all honesty, she actually really wanted to hear him moan.

“Help stroke me and I’ll cry out for you.” He said unabashedly.

Then, like yesterday, he grabbed her hand and placed it on his bulging crotch.

Although it was not the first time touching him there, she still felt shy and panicked.

“Mmmmn~” He groaned softly in her ear, low and hoarse, extremely magnetic.

It made her ears to feel numb from hearing it and actually caused her legs to go a bit soft.

“Help me take off my pants.” He ordered.