Chapter Seventy-Five: The Best in the World
Anya felt Meng Fanzhu's hot big hand holding up her face, and the strong sense of shyness and the male smell coming from the boy's body made her mind dizzy for a while! Usually this bad guy looks at himself unscrupulously, and he must appreciate it even more greedily at this time. Anya couldn't resist the shame, and was about to lower her head, but suddenly felt her lips kissed fiercely, and her whole body was hugged into a hot embrace. Without any mental preparation, and her body didn't have time to make any resistance, just her eyes widened and the thought of the words "This is her first kiss ......" came to mind, Anya's mind went blank. Slowly, Anya's eyes slowly closed, her body changed from stiff to soft and boneless, and her hands changed from a tight state to can't help but hug Meng Fanzhu, and finally it seemed that the strength of her whole body was lost, and all the weight was hung on her lover.
After the fierce kiss, Meng Fanzhu gently rubbed the girl's smooth and sweet lips with her lips, sucking little by little, as if it was a unique delicacy in the world, which needed to be tasted and savored wholeheartedly.
Anya felt like her whole body was on fire, her cheeks became hotter and hotter, and even the breath she exhaled became hot. Just when the two of them were forgetful, and Meng Fanzhu's hands were exploring the middle and lower areas of Anya's back, there were bursts of laughter in the corridor, accompanied by many chaotic footsteps.
The voice immediately pulled Anya's consciousness back from the emotion, gathered the last bit of strength in her body to break free from Meng Fanzhu's arms, gently pinched her boyfriend's arm with her left hand, and whispered, "Bad guy, you know how to bully me!" Then he stroked his hot cheeks with both hands, walked quickly to his seat and sat down, and took out theory books and notes and lowered his head and pretended to write and draw to hide his red face.
"The last driving school theory class came so early, wouldn't it be lazy to sleep more!" Meng Fanzhu, who had been talking for two sentences, knew that the time had passed, and the occasion was not right, so he resisted the urge to take Anya into his arms again and love her, and regretfully followed the girl back to her seat. As soon as they sat down, several students walked into the classroom with a smile, saw that Meng Fanzhu and Anya were already sitting in their seats, glanced at them enviously, didn't think much about it, didn't dare to look more, and began to busy themselves. I heard that last time Liu Yue had thoughts about this beautiful and unspeakable girl, but she was cleaned up by her boyfriend, and she was still an honest person who took the driver's license down in a proper manner.
The students in the classroom came in one after another, and the voices gradually became noisy. Anya slowly sorted out her mood, and the flush on her face gradually faded. When there were still 20 minutes before class, Song Fatzi and Zhou Ling also came together, although they did not hold hands, but seeing them side by side, talking and laughing, it seemed that Song Yang had also made a breakthrough. But today, Meng Fanzhu really didn't have the energy to take care of his brother, and at this time he was comforting Anya in a whisper. Say things like, 'If you don't blush, no one will see it.'" It is not an exaggeration to say that they are forgetful of their ears and stealing the bell, such as "I'm out there, they can't see you".
Zhou Ling is worthy of being Anya's best friend, and she saw Anya's red face at a glance, and hesitated slightly. When I looked closely, I noticed that my friend's hair was a little messy, and there were some slight differences between my lips and usual. After greeting Anya and Meng Fanzhu, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker and sat in the back row. At this time, Anya, who cares very much about other people's eyes, naturally saw Zhou Ling's eyes, and understood that her best friend had discovered something. I couldn't help but feel a big shame in my heart, and the red glow that had just dissipated a lot suddenly surfaced on my cheeks again.
So the shame and indignation turned into a huge force poured on the soft flesh of the waist of the initiator next to him! pinch, twist, turn, pull, shake...... All kinds of subtle combo moves seem to have been ingrained in women's genes since time immemorial. At this time, it suddenly broke out, although it was used for the first time, there was no stagnation or pause, and it was quite like the feeling of a master of a martial arts school. In a voice that can only be heard by himself, he mutters, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault...... Let you bully me early in the morning......" While the fire was cathartic, Anya inexplicably felt a sense of joy in her heart, which was for Meng Fanzhu's fascinated look after seeing herself, and the affection she showed when she kissed her boyfriend, not in vain to dress up carefully, and secretly bought black stockings, afraid that her mother would find out that she didn't dare to try them on at home, so she deliberately went to the driving school to change them in the toilet, just to show this bad guy, and she didn't show him if she knew this. In short, at this time, all kinds of tastes came to Anya's heart, messy, and she had long lost her previous calm and elegant state of mind.
Song Yang didn't have Zhou Ling's delicate observation, he was rough and didn't notice Anya's difference, but sitting in the back and finding that Meng Fanzhu in the front row was always shaking irregularly, and he kept looking down and saying something to Anya? The fat man who was curious immediately got up and was about to stretch his neck to listen to the truth, but he was dragged back by a small hand next to him, seeing Zhou Ling shaking his head with a smile, meaning not to let himself disturb Meng Fanzhu and the others, Song Yang seemed to understand something, glanced at the front row enviously, turned his head and laughed with Zhou Ling, but how did he look like the posture of attacking the fortress.
The bell rang, and Lu Jiao walked into the classroom with the lesson plan. Today is the last theory class, and tomorrow there will be a theory exam. Lu Jiao talked to himself as always, but today's class was much better disciplined than in the past, and most of the students were listening carefully to the scope and focus of the exam drawn by Lu Jiao.
Of course, there are exceptions, such as Meng Fanzhu still puts all his thoughts on comforting Anya around him. Meng Fanzhu also realized that his performance in the morning was too Meng Lang. As soon as I thought of this word, Meng Fanzhu was angry, reckless, rash, what does this have to do with our old Meng family, "Zhuangzi Qi Wu Theory": "The master thought that Meng Lang was the words, and I thought that the wonderful way was also." "Can't you say 'Zhao Lang', 'Qian Lang', 'Sun Lang', 'Li Lang', these big surnames are okay, and there are many people!
The way of thinking is to lead me astray again, which is the sequelae of too active brain. Meng Fanzhu settled down, and the problem that needed to be solved urgently now was to appease Anya, after all, her waist was so painful! Gentle words, coupled with countless unequal conditions, finally made Anya let go of the soft flesh on Meng Fanzhu's waist.
Meng Fanzhu exhaled lightly, knowing that he had successfully passed this level in the morning. Glancing at Anya, who had recovered as before, the elegant and quiet feeling returned to the girl again, and the corners of Meng Fanzhu's mouth turned up slightly, quite proud of having such a superb girlfriend. I was trying to clean up my mood, turn my head to listen to the class, and see what tomorrow's exam would be, when my eyes were inadvertently attracted by the two black stains under the desk. At a glance, Meng Fanzhu's eyes were like a planet attracted by a black hole, and he couldn't leave. Anya's beautiful legs in black stockings are delicate and charming, the thighs are round and uncomplicated, the calves are slender and concave, the ankles are slender and feminine, and the fashionable and beautiful wedge pink shoes are so delicate and beautiful, incomparable, it actually made Meng Fanzhu rise to the idea that this thing should only exist in the sky, how many times can I see it in the world.
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