I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

Itchy...

Her skin was very sensitive, and the slight heat blowing made her get goose bumps, her slender legs couldn't help rubbing against each other, and a strange feeling was germinating in her body.

It seemed that after telling him all the secrets in her heart, she felt that she had nothing to hide in front of him.

Not only that, plus what she stupidly said earlier to give her time to consider, it completely abandoned her identity as a teacher.

Although he added a sentence later to motivate her, it can't be taken as it hasn't happened.

Under the influence of such dual factors, her relationship with him is changing from a pure teacher-student relationship to an increasingly complex relationship between men and women.

As he said at the beginning, treat yourself as a normal woman and treat him as a normal man.

Such ambiguous teases, until Jingu Makoto bit her earlobe, Shizuka Hiratsuka couldn't help but stop because of shame: "You fellow, don't be too much!"

He got up a little, pressed his hands to the sides of her head, with a playful smile at the corners of his mouth, and looked at her quietly.

"You look so shy."

He whispered.

Shizuka really saw a ghost...

How many women has this brat slapped??Why.. Why would it just change the subject!!

"Teacher, you are almost 30 years old, right?"

Shizuka suddenly frowned: "I'm not thirty years old!"

Then, BB weakly whispered: "I'm only twenty-ninth this year, and my birthday hasn't passed yet."

"Oh, twenty-nine~" Makoto Jingu stretched his tone, Shizuka Hiratsuka couldn't bear this kind of jokes.

She pushed Makoto Jingong's chest, and said in a huff, "What are you trying to say?"

"No, I'm just curious."

"curious?"

"Well, although you are twenty-nine years old, you are like a teenage girl, beautiful, teacher, you attract me like drugs."

Ah ah ah~~~~

Hiratsuka's heart beats chaotically, and he hesitates: "You... can you stop talking like this?"

"I...I am yours..."

"Teacher, I know, you don't need to emphasize it anymore."

The heat in Makoto Jingu's eyes became more intense, and Hiratsuka Shizuka's weak state aroused his desire.

"You...you..." Hiratsuka wanted to ask how long he still had to press himself down.

But as soon as he met his gaze, Shizuka lost his courage a bit.

The hotness stems from the desire of male instinct!

"Teacher, your first kiss, shouldn't it still be there?"

Makoto Jingu brushed her red lips with her fingertips and whispered.

Hiratsuka Jing expressed panic: "You... don't mess around, keep calm..."

"To you, I can't keep calm."

Jingu Makoto moved down, his face was getting closer and closer to hers, and his lips were getting closer and closer to hers.

How to do?How to do??

The passage of time seemed to stop at this moment, and countless thoughts came to Shizuka's mind.

Refuse?Slap over?Give him a hard kick so that he knows the fate of the molesting teacher?

Phoo~

What the hell... what to do?

Ah ah ah, really going crazy~ this bastard!!

Hiratsuka Jinggui closed her eyes fascinatingly, her delicate facial features filled with tension, but vaguely expectant.

Just when there was still a little distance from her lips, Makoto Jingu suddenly left, chuckling.

: "Teacher, don't you really feel about me? I'm your student."

The entanglement, anticipation, anxiety, and shame accumulated before, like a string jumped to the extreme, and finally broke with the ridicule of Makoto Jingong.

The string was torn off by him, Hiratsuka opened his eyes quietly, pushed him away, and then stretched out his hand to pinch his waist.

hiss!

Makoto Jingu let out a scream, and Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't spare any energy this time, just barely using all the power to suckle.

"You brat, you want to cheat and drink, but you actually want to take advantage of me?"

Hiratsuka squeezed his waist, his tone was no longer weak, but returned to the usual carefree.

But his eyes were filled with shame and dissatisfaction, as if he was very upset at Jingong Makoto's escape from the battle.

Being so stimulated by him, she seemed to realize what Makoto Jingong wanted to do.

Makoto Jingong painfully pressed her hand: "Let go first, let go."

Shizuka Hiratsuka raised her eyebrows triumphantly: "Then you tell me honestly, did you come to take advantage of me?"

"Yes, yes. I just deliberately greet your body."

"Ok?"

Hiratsuka Jingliu's eyebrows were erect, and her anger soared.

"No, no, I'm not greedy for your body, I'm here to cheat and drink!"

Hiratsuka was not satisfied with his answer at all.

Either it's a scam, or it's a glutton, did the love words that sounded so good just now die?

Humph.

Makoto Jingu straightened up and said viciously, "Don't force me."

Hiratsuka snorted, expressing contempt.

There was a glimmer of success in his eyes, hehehe, you asked for it, so I'm not to blame.

It should be noted that Shizuka Hiratsuka is wearing a dress. A short skirt reveals her long slender and white legs. Although she pushed him away, her jade legs are still on the sofa.

Jingu Makoto reached out his hand and climbed between the tender thighs, and the white jade-like touch instantly stimulated his anger.

Hiratsuka couldn't suffer this kind of molesting, so she let go of her hand with a groan subconsciously.

But Makoto's goal is more than that!

The big hand took advantage of the trend and directly, as if to break through the shackles of the short skirt, and went straight to the ultimate goal of Hiratsuka.

Hiratsuka reacted quickly, her face was slightly red, her legs tightened, and he quickly clamped his nasty big hand.

The two immediately formed a stalemate!

Chapter 41: She cares!

Hiratsuka was panicked to death at this time, even though he tightly clamped his nasty and nasty big hand.

But he showed no sign of giving up. Instead, he was constantly trying to go deeper, attacking and defending. While confronting and stalemate, his hand also inevitably touched the skin on her thigh, that strange. The throbbing feeling is getting stronger and stronger, and I feel a little hot inexplicably.

"Let go!!!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka angrily said shyly.

Makoto Jingu seemed to be obstructed and his hands were clamped, but in reality all the initiative was held by him.

"You are so tight, how can I loosen it?"

Makoto Jingu smiled, her eyes full of meaning.

Really dying!!!

Hiratsuka listened to his suggestive foul language, her small heart pounding and her face as hot as fever.

"Then I will loosen it slowly, you...you...you want to retract, okay?"

Hiratsuka is now afraid that he will mess up again, so she doesn't dare to act rashly.

Makoto Jingu nodded.

"Okay..." Shizuka Hiratsuka tried to loosen a little bit slowly, but the strength of the restraint had just faded a little, but Makoto Jingu brazenly launched a new offensive, scared Shizuka Shizuka to tighten again, embarrassed. : "Asshole, you lied to me again!!!"

"Teacher, don't slander me. Didn't I promise you?"

"You didn't promise? You didn't promise what you nodded!!"

"Oh, I nodded because I thought it was a good idea to let go first."

Hiratsuka:???

How can it be repaired!!!

Shizuka was very upset when he saw his smug look. Fortunately, she was relatively tall and straight, and she was able to pinch Jingu Makoto's waist again by bending slightly.

The pride on Makoto Jingong's face instantly collapsed.

Shizuka Hiratsuka smiled, his eyes jokingly: "Are you shrinking?"

Jingu Makoto hesitated for a moment, the little hand wrapped around his waist suddenly exerted force, and a sense of pain echoed in Jingu Makoto's mind.

hiss..

"Shrink, I shrink, okay~"

Makoto Jingu hurriedly retracted his hand, and Shizuka Hiratsuka released his small hand when he saw it, and immediately retracted the long legs that were lying on the sofa, and resumed his sitting posture.

Holding her aching waist, Jingu Makoto stared at her and complained with a voice she could hear: "Sooner or later, throw your old woman on the bed and give it a hard time."

Shizuka Hiratsuka's eyebrows were raised: "Huh? What are you talking about, brat?"

Makoto Jingu turned his head and smiled brightly: "I said Mr. You are really good at drinking. You are not drunk even after drinking so much."

Hiratsuka murmured quietly. In fact, although she was not drunk, she was almost drunk.

Otherwise, I wouldn't talk to him vaguely, let alone see his flicker, and be fooled by him.

Speaking of which, it was really thanks to Makoto Jingu, had it not been for his sudden excitement, Shizuka would not wake up so quickly.

Of course shy to shy, after Hiratsuka calmed down a bit, he was not moved by his "praise", but saw through his intentions.

She said coldly: "Are you disappointed? If I get completely drunk, then I won't resist anything you do."

Makoto Jingu shook his head, his smile still bright: "Nothing, teacher, don't think too much, if you are really completely drunk, I will send you back."

"Oh? Send me home?" Hiratsuka Jing looked at him questioningly: "Your behavior makes me feel more dangerous."

"In that case, why don't we go back while you are still conscious?"

Makoto Jingu swept the wine on the table and joked.

Hiratsuka shook his iron fist and hammered Jinguma Makoto's shoulder hard, "What are you thinking about again!"

Jingong Makoto said innocently: "I said I will go back to my home, you go back to your home, what are you thinking about?"

Uh...cough cough...

Hiratsuka Shizuka was embarrassed in consternation, and quickly retracted his hand, turned his head and said, "Sorry."

Makoto Jingu picked up the wine, filled her with it, then clinked his glasses and said, "You don't need to care about what just happened."

"Seeing that you don't want to go back, so you won't be drunk tonight."

Hiratsuka picked up the wine glass, looked at the bitter liquid, and chuckled softly: "Are you still alive?"

Jingu Makoto did not deny: "Yes, there are not many opportunities to get you drunk, you have to take it well."

She bit her lip, touched his foot lightly, and whispered: "Seriously, if I get drunk, what would you do?"

"Send you home, didn't you just say it."