Unexpectedly, the distant and indifferent goddess would stand at the door of the piano room and listen to him playing the piano. The boy couldn't help getting excited, stood up quickly, and stammered: "Old, teacher, you, do you want to try?" As he said, he had given up the piano bench.

    Meng Ning looked at the Qin for a while, shook her head, and said, "Sorry to bother you." Then she turned and left.

    The boy scratched his head behind her, wondering what happened to the goddess? It doesn't look very happy. He played a cheerful piece of music. Why did the goddess react like this after listening to it?

    He thought of this beautiful teacher who made many boys miss him secretly, and couldn't help running to the window to see Meng Ning's back.

    A beautiful woman is a beautiful woman, even from the back, she has more temperament than ordinary girls. The boy was full of admiration, thinking that he was so handsome but had no female votes so far, and couldn't help feeling sad in his heart. But after thinking about it, didn't everyone say that Teacher Meng's husband is a pervert? Then maybe she is the queen who urgently needs to be rescued. In case... this is an affair at noon today, and he will be able to swim with the goddess in this blue sky hand in hand!

    Huh? Why is there a super luxurious Land Rover parked in front of the school? The guy has a lot of research on cars, and he recognized that it is the latest model of the Rangerover series. The price is RMB 5 million, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it. He got 500 yuan in Tmall red envelopes, and when he saves RMB 490 One hundred and ninety-five thousand, he bought it.

    h There are many second-generation rich people, and there are often luxury cars parked in front of the school, but this kind of Land Rover is rare.

    Because it was already summer vacation, there were not many people at the school gate. Meng Ning is an outlier at H University. She doesn't live in the staff dormitory, and doesn't eat in the school cafeteria. She always walks alone, has no friends or acquaintances, and other than her name, the students at H University know very little about her, even if she sits with her The teacher in the office had nothing to say when talking about Meng Ning. She doesn't attend any gatherings, and she doesn't serve as a consultant for the club. She lives in the world of fireworks, but she is so isolated from the world.

    Ah, the Land Rover's door is open!

    The boy who was confident in his handsome appearance just now became wilted in an instant. He looked dejectedly at the man in an expensive suit that looked finely crafted, seeing that tall and handsome figure, and that handsome and outrageous face, he immediately withered away. These nimas are all human, why is there such a big gap? Look at the figure of that man, he must have practiced it before. How can a boy who has been clamoring that we are young, handsome and have true love, but have no car, no house and no money, bear it?

    To put it bluntly, many people in society will look at young and fresh girls, but those people are either old, married, or have some hidden disease, and they can't find any faults like this man. It's really rare.

    The boy sighed, not knowing whose boyfriend this was. He turned around and prepared to go back to practice the piano, but out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see his goddess walking towards the Land Rover, and then, he was hugged by that tall man in his arms. Q!

    Fuck! Who is that? Who dares to defile his goddess? ! The boy almost jumped out of the window to find someone to single out, but somehow, the man seemed to notice it, and while kissing the goddess, he even looked in his direction!

    That look, like a knife, made the boy tremble uncontrollably. He immediately squatted down cowardly, his heart still beating. Well, so scary! Even if he skipped class and was called out by the professor to fail, he was never so afraid!

    Obviously so far away, is that man clairvoyant? !

    Meng Ning used to keep her head down when she walked, and she drove here by herself when she came in the morning, so she never thought that Shi Rong would come to pick her up and even kiss her in public. Meng Ning has always disliked Shi Rong kissing her mouth, every time she felt as if she was about to be eaten by him, that kind of nibbling, without any tenderness, especially outside, seemed to show her ownership of her. A hot tongue blocked her mouth, and the book in her hand fell and hit the ground with a muffled sound.

    This was at the gate of the school. Although there were few people, it was not empty. Meng Ning didn't like to be noticed, but she didn't dare to resist. She could only wait for Shi Rong to be satisfied before letting her go.

    Fortunately, Shi Rong also knew that it was not good to be so presumptuous in front of everyone, so he quickly pulled Meng Ning into the car, fastened her seat belt, and turned around to pick up her book.

    Meng Ning sat in the passenger seat and said to Shi Rong, "What about my car?"

    "Let Xiao Zhou drive away later."

    Xiao Zhou is the driver of Shi's family.

    Meng Ning was quiet, and sat in the car waiting for Shi Rong to come back.

    Shi Rong's hands are very beautiful, no matter holding a pen holder or holding a gun, they all give a very elegant feeling. At this moment, his left hand was holding the steering wheel, but his right hand restlessly lifted Meng Ning's skirt, and slowly rubbed it on her leg. His fingers had thin calluses, caressing his tender thighs, he felt an indescribable trembling feeling. Meng Ning followed his hand and looked at her own. It was slender and white, weak and boneless, and it was terribly beautiful, but she seemed to think of something, and she shuddered and asked, "I still have to pick up Guoguo."

    Shi Rong said, "Go now."
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