• 

  songyaxuan

  If you continue like this, you have to be responsible to me.
• 

  liumang

  Is this the opposite, shouldn't I have said it to you?
• The sound of the water masked the whispers of the two of them, so they didn't attract anyone's attention.
• Teacher Song's gentleness made people's minds ripple even more than the stars in the sky. Not to mention being responsible for him, he could "send" himself to him completely.
• Liu Mang was very willing.
• The last class of the school was physical education. The two of them had an appointment to ride a bicycle home together after school, but Liu Mang helped the sports committee pack up the sports equipment and couldn't find anyone.
• Song Yaxuan didn't know where the intuition came from, so he found this place straight away. Sure enough - Little Confused is hiding here.
• But now... this thing is getting more and more wrong.
• The few seniors took a shower very quickly, and they were finished in about ten minutes. In groups of three or five, they went to the locker to get clean clothes.
• Liu Mang blinked and continued to pull Song classmate's sleeve to prevent him from moving. The distance was very close, but the sound was very weak.
• 

  liumang

  No one bothers us now.
• 

  songyaxuan

  ... Isn't it inconvenient here?
• Teacher Xiao Song didn't like it very much, after all, it was a public place.
• For private things, you have to go to a private place to have an atmosphere.
• From time to time, water droplets dripped from the shower onto her shoulders, and then slid down the collarbone into her clothes.
• Song Yaxuan kept staring at the water mark, and finally pressed it lightly with his lips.
• Her hair had long been pulled behind her ears, and her shirt was loose. Song Yaxuan looked down and saw the pale pink lace exposed from the neckline...
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• Obviously nothing was done, but it seemed like everything was done.
• The heartbeat was out of control, and Song Yaxuan's ears were still red when he came out of the locker room.
• The campus was empty, and the lawn next to the rubber track was scattered with a few boys playing football.
• Song Yaxuan pushed the bicycle in front, and Liu Mang slowly followed.
• Neither of them wanted to go home.
• Under the tree-lined path, there has been a short distance.
• 

  songyaxuan

  Now... where are we going?
• 

  liumang

  Didn't you say you want to take me home first?
• 

  songyaxuan

  Right.
• 

  liumang

  And -- my house -- nobody's home.
• What Liu Mang hinted at was already very obvious, and no matter how wooden people were, they could understand it.
• Of course, the environment set by the system for her is to live alone, which is convenient... ahem...
• 

  shadiaoshuangwenxitong

  (Master! Do people understand you enough!)
• Her home address is not far away, but she also needs to cross a few roads.
• There is an inconspicuous little shop hidden in the corner of the street. Whether it is night or day, the bright red lights are always flashing, which is extremely eye-catching.
• On the glass of the store, there were four big characters: "Adult... person... supplies."
• Liu Mang tried his best not to look in this direction, but he couldn't help it.
• 

  liumang

  Is there something we need in here?
• 

  songyaxuan

  ... Wait, I'll go in and buy it.
• Vending machines, no shopkeepers.
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