Shen Feimo's bedroom is large and empty, very clean and tidy, there is not even the slightest trace of life, and there is no smell of people. And Cheng Huan is only familiar with that bed.

His cigarette had not yet been smoked, and half of it was extinguished in the ashtray, but his desire was ignited.

This feeling is wonderful to Shen Feimo, who smokes first and then goes to bed, which stimulates the nerve endings fiercely.

He pressed her against the bed, almost tightly cling, with no gaps, and the soft futon was deeply dented to bear the weight of two people. The lips are as thin as flower petals, slightly open and closed, and the thick smoke rings are elegantly exhaled, rushing to the face, foggy, and indissolvable, and nicotine occupies all the senses.

Cheng Huan's brows were furrowed, and she couldn't help coughing, she didn't like this taste.

When Shen Feimo's kiss slid across her neck, the phone began to vibrate, and Cheng Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

It was the school that called, and since he knew that the person behind Cheng Huan was Shen Shao, from the teaching director to the leader, his attitude instantly became cordial and gentle. Cheng Huan's class changed to a homeroom teacher, who was also a young female teacher, and she heard that she was sick and came to greet her.

Shen Feimo threw the phone to Cheng Huan, "Looking for you." ”

She was surprised, looking for her?

really looked for her on purpose, the female teacher called her name affectionately, and asked for warmth, east and west.

Cheng Huan couldn't help but relax a little, she thought that the timing of this phone call was very clever, and it was very clever to help her avoid a disaster.

She wanted to tell Shen Feimo after the call was over, and the teacher said that she had pulled down a lot of homework to make up, and would help her tutor online later.

I don't know... Will he let her go this time.

Cheng Huan didn't expect that when the teacher introduced herself very enthusiastically, her body seemed to be penetrated.

"Uh-huh—"

Her brain was almost blank, and she covered her mouth as if an electric current was flowing.

The teacher paused on the other end of the phone, "What's wrong?"

She whimpered and shook her head, "No, it's fine. ”

Shen Feimo smiled softly, is it okay? Then pinching her waist hard, Cheng Huan couldn't help but start trembling.

He picked her up, changed positions, and went deeper.

Faint sobs mixed with a messy breath, as if sweat was oozing from the screen. The teacher said halfway, but he really couldn't continue, "Cheng Huan, if you have something, you can talk to me, it doesn't matter." Is it a bad signal over there?"

She endured a small gasp and intermittently told the head teacher that she was fine, just a little uncomfortable, so she wanted to hang up the phone first. Hearing such a gentle and delicate voice, tears couldn't help but overflow with grievance.

Shen Feimo did it on purpose, deliberately humiliating her like this, he knew it, but she didn't dare to say it.

The teacher will be skeptical, "In this case, then take a good rest, and if you don't understand anything, you can always ask me." ”

At the end of the call, the mobile phone was taken away by Shen Feimo, his voice lingered in his earlobe, and the ghost couldn't tell whether it was in the world or hell now, "Cheng Huan, you can call it out now." ”

Her hand was on his arm, not knowing if it hurt or not, she didn't like the feeling, as if she was being controlled, even her senses were dominated.

"Shen Feimo, I don't want it anymore. ”

In the end, she could only cry and plead, tears falling down one by one, and her voice was weak and hoarse, "I'm not feeling well." ”

"Cheng Huan, this kind of statement will make men very frustrated. He wiped the sweat and tears from her chin, "That's why I don't want you." ”

"No, my fever hasn't gone away. I'm so uncomfortable. ”

She had convulsions, and her face was burning hot.

Rhythm is a regular movement that focuses on only one action in a loop, making people gradually become numb, dizzy, and finally unconscious.

Cheng Huan later collapsed on Shen Feimo's chest, sweat sticking to her hair and her smooth back, she couldn't speak, and she didn't have the strength.

By the time I woke up, it was already a hazy night, and after a hearty show, the fever really subsided.

Shen Feimo hugged her and fell asleep, the man's internal fire was relatively strong, and she actually felt a little hot.

His sleep was very shallow, Cheng Huan didn't dare to move, she could only stare at the delicate skin.

The eyelashes are so long, the skin is so delicate, the lip color is natural red, and the lines of the eyebrows and eyes are clear and clear, Cheng Huan seems to have seen a painting - after the rain in early spring, the hazy fairy West Lake is swirling, and there is a green willow tree hanging next to it.

She remembered a poem, "Light makeup is always appropriate." ”

"If you have the energy to stare at me, you might as well help me solve my needs. ”

Cheng Huan was shocked, she was very quiet and didn't do anything, but Shen Feimo actually woke up, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she ruined her beautiful face.

The hand reached over, and she subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the hand was just attached to her forehead, and nothing else was done, "The fever is gone." ”

"Well, when I woke up, I seemed to be gone. ”

He wasn't surprised, "Say thank you." ”

She buried her face in the quilt slightly, "Why?"

"Exercise perspiration. ”