Li Lingling held onto Chen An's hand, feeling a bit awkward, but helpless in the fact that she hadn't touched a man in so long. So, while pulling, she quietly rubbed Chen An's palm a few more times.
Li Lingling finally had a reason to call Chen An over, and there was no way she would let him leave so easily. Moreover, Chen An had mentioned that the dormitory was about to lock down for the night, and Li Lingling needed to think quickly of a way to spend a bit more time with a man.
"Um, Teacher Li, are you holding onto me because there's something else?" Chen An asked with surprise in his heart.
Li Lingling gave a slight smile and tilted her head as she spoke, "Well, my hairdryer seems to have broken too; I'm not sure what the fault is. Since you're here, you wouldn't mind taking a look at it, would you?"
Chen An assumed that Li Lingling was taking another step forward, so he went along with her.
As both of them stood up and walked toward the bed, Li Lingling suddenly slipped unexpectedly, her balance going awry, and she was about to fall to the ground.
"Teacher Li, be caref—" Chen An blurted out.
He instinctively reached out to catch her, but unexpectedly, as Li Lingling fell, she plunged into Chen An's arms. In a flash, Chen An's back hit the floor, and Li Lingling wound up lying on top of him.
"Ouch... I've hit my knee, ah! Chen An, are you alright?"
Li Lingling bent over to check on Chen An's state, as the fall was not part of her plan. She knew that falling and hitting the back of the head could cause problems, and she didn't want to cause Chen An any harm.
Fortunately for Li Lingling, who maintained her life with some delicacy, she had carpeted the floor. Otherwise, the hard concrete would have been unbearable for Chen An.
Although Chen An wasn't really hurt, he thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of Li Lingling lying on top of him. Moreover, Li Lingling was only wrapped in a towel at the moment, completely bare underneath. As she lay there, her pert breasts dangled unintentionally in front of Chen An.
"Hey, let me check your head, Chen An, don't move," said Li Lingling.
Truly worried about Chen An's wellbeing, she shifted her body up a little to carefully part his hair.
But at that moment, Chen An had no mind to care about his own condition, because Li Lingling's breasts were almost hanging onto his face, the white flesh pressing against Chen An's chin.
At such a distance, some friction was quite normal. The Chen An beneath Li Lingling couldn't hold back anymore and he began to breathe heavily, taking in the sweet scent of Li Lingling's chest. By then, Li Lingling had moved her body up, and the soft sensation was right next to Chen An's mouth.
Chen An's heartbeat pounded, as if it were going to burst out of his ribcage, recklessly feeling the warmth of Li Lingling's friction against his mouth.
If not for fear of a too-quick reaction from Li Lingling, which might make her resist, Chen An would have torn off her towel right then and devoured her "soft tofu" without hesitation.
Just the thought of these scenes made Chen An feel like his pants were going to burst, how could he, a single man, possibly resist such intoxicating temptation?
But soon, after one final collision of Li Lingling's chest against Chen An's face, Li Lingling sat up, causing a sensitive contact between their bodies, which frightened Li Lingling with a jolt.
Because Li Lingling had already seen the size of Chen An's treasure when he fixed the water heater, and now with such a collision, the feeling was enough to make Li Lingling's lower body itch.
Without looking, she knew that Chen An's member, comparable to an eggplant, had already stiffened, heating up beneath her buttocks.
"Um, Chen An, I've checked, and there's nothing wrong with your head, please... please stuff it into me hard..." Li Lingling swallowed and spoke.