Scumbag Flirting System (MTL)

46-50

✨ CHAPTER 46 ✨

Zheng Duo carried the person all the way to the school hospital, his footsteps getting faster and faster, not only because he was worried about An Sheng's situation, but also because he couldn't stand the intimate posture of the two at the moment.

   

He hugged the girl's knee with one hand, because the skirt of the school uniform was not long, and at this moment his palm was close to the girl's tender thigh skin. If he hadn't tried his best to control himself, he would have thrown her off long ago.

   

Her whole body is light and soft, like a cat that just melts in his arms, making him unconsciously relax.

   

But An Sheng was restless, and seemed to be in an uncomfortable position. She gently rubbed his arms a few times, and hummed her small head softly on his shoulders. She breathed warmly and fragrantly, and then sprayed on the side of his neck.

   

The hairs there stood up almost instantly. Zhang Duo, who rarely gets along with people so closely, moved his neck uncomfortably, and his voice was low and a little hoarse: "Don't... don't make trouble."

The drowsy girl seemed to be His voice awakened a little consciousness, and the weak little hands were like snakes, all the way down his chest and climbed up to his neck.

   

She seemed to think that what she was holding in her hands was a pillow.

   

"Um...ah...comfortable." The soft voice was filled with erotic charm, making his hands suddenly clasped, and his steps became faster and faster.

   

damn it! Don't make such a crooked sound!

   

However, the man who was walking forward suddenly froze in place.

   

So... what is that?

   

Soft, moist, with a small mouthful of hot air, it went straight to his neck.

   

Not only that, but she also sucked gently as if she was catching some delicious food, making a soft and waxy nasal sound like a milk cat.

   

At this moment, he really doubted that he was vaping, and he had to send the scourge in his arms in person, which could obviously be solved with a phone call.

   

He took a deep breath, shifted his hot neck slightly, and strode forward.

   

But who knew that the little thing on his chest was very difficult to entangle, he whispered, "I still need...", while clinging to his neck and leaning in again, this time she even stuck out her little tongue, which didn't hurt his milk teeth. She nibbled lightly, and the ticklish feeling made him shake violently.

  

"Fuck!"

   

He grabbed the person tightly, and simply carried the whole body on his shoulders. Now An Sheng's head was facing his back, wrapped in several layers of clothes, so he was not afraid of this little boy who was confused by the medicine. The scourge is a demon again.