Cheng Xinxue casually unzipped Chen Bin's pants, her cherry lips parting.
Seeing this, Chen Bin laughed and said, "You don't have to do this today."
He then grasped that elusive, soft place and asked, "How about using this instead?"
"Ah?" Cheng Xinxue's pretty little face instantly flushed red: "You're so bad..."
Chen Bin moved in closer, pinning Cheng Xinxue in a corner of the bed: "If I weren't bad, would you still like me?"
"Psh!" Cheng Xinxue verbally rejected him, yet her hands gently lifted her clothes.
Chen Bin immediately became engrossed in the warm, soft sensation, not knowing how much time had passed.
However, after a day's encounter, he hadn't forgotten the promise he'd made to Cheng Xinxue, to tell her to study hard.
Cheng Xinxue was indeed somewhat intelligent; as long as she concentrated, she could quickly grasp Chen Bin's teachings and improve rapidly.
Not until the evening classes were over did Chen Bin heavily lie down on the bed, feeling much more relaxed.
