“Not going to the movies?”
“Mm.”
Wen Wenyao replied softly, suppressing her emotions. Song Nanqiao turned to look at her and found that her expression seemed calm, so there shouldn’t be any issues.
“What did you want to talk to me about? You can tell me now,”
Song Nanqiao suggested, thinking it was still early, and they were alone in the room, so it should be a good time to talk.
“I don’t want to talk about it right now,” Wen Wenyao said, glancing at her.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to talk, but she didn’t want to rush into it. She preferred the evening when Song Nanqiao was most relaxed and susceptible.
“Okay,” Song Nanqiao nodded, staring at Wen Wenyao’s face for a while, as if trying to read something from her expression.
But Wen Wenyao hid her emotions well, and Song Nanqiao couldn’t figure out what was hidden in those emotional eyes.
“How about you teach me some schoolwork?” Song Nanqiao suddenly thought of this.
Even though she wasn’t in school right now, she still needed to study because she had exams to prepare for.
“Sure, what subject do you want to study?”
“Mathematics.”
It’s simpler and easier to learn.
Upon hearing this, the girl got up from the bed without a word and took out the textbook she was currently studying from her backpack. She walked slowly to Song Nanqiao.
“Miss Song,” Wen Wenyao called her.
There was a hint of intimacy in her address.
“What…?” Song Nanqiao didn’t understand why she suddenly used this term of address.
“I’ll teach you. Shouldn’t you pay some tuition fees?” The girl’s tone was very gentle, with a teasing undertone that made Song Nanqiao feel a bit awkward.
“Well… Then I’ll go to a tutoring center.” Song Nanqiao knew that Wen Wenyao didn’t need money, but apart from money, she couldn’t think of anything else to give her.
“No, you’re not allowed.”
Wen Wenyao reached out and pressed Song Nanqiao onto a chair, not letting her get up. She then sat on Song Nanqiao’s lap in front of her, all while Song Nanqiao watched in surprise.
The softness on her lap made Song Nanqiao somewhat flustered. She vaguely realized what Wen Wenyao was about to do…
Before Song Nanqiao could speak, Wen Wenyao lowered her head and kissed her. A burst of fragrance enveloped Song Nanqiao. Initially, she wanted to push the person in front of her away, but Wen Wenyao seemed unwilling to let go. She held Song Nanqiao tightly, even making it difficult for her to breathe.
Song Nanqiao seemed to sense this pattern. In a daze, she suddenly realized that she had been neglecting her these days, feeling a bit guilty towards Wen Wenyao. She took the initiative to raise her hand and wrapped it around Wen Wenyao’s slender waist.
From the initial resistance and discomfort to gradually relaxing.
Today, Wen Wenyao was wearing a short skirt. Song Nanqiao’s hand inadvertently reached under the hem of Wen Wenyao’s skirt. Suddenly, Song Nanqiao felt that… Wen Wenyao seemed a bit moist…
Frightened, she quickly withdrew her hand.
The kiss continued for three minutes…
When both of them were almost out of breath, Wen Wenyao released Song Nanqiao.
“Tuition fees paid. Take your books to the living room.”
Wen Wenyao pinched Song Nanqiao’s cheek and kissed her on the cheek, then got up from her lap.
There were some teaching materials on the bookshelf in the living room, which Song Nanqiao found easier to understand after going through them.
“Okay.”
Feeling the weight on her lap disappear, Song Nanqiao got up quickly.
“I’ll go wash my hands…”
Song Nanqiao felt a bit embarrassed.
“I’ll go change my underwear…”
Wen Wenyao’s cheeks reddened, and she started feeling a bit shy. She naturally understood the meaning behind Song Nanqiao’s words. Just now, she couldn’t control herself, and the kiss had lasted too long… When emotions ran deep, wasn’t it a normal physiological response?
The two of them studied in the living room for a while. Song Nanqiao was indeed very smart. When Wen Wenyao was teaching her, she found it surprisingly easy. In fact, Song Nanqiao could have learned on her own.
“I feel like there’s nothing more I can teach you,” Wen Wenyao said, looking at the textbooks with a complicated expression.
“If I have questions, I’ll ask you,” Song Nanqiao said, holding the books. She hadn’t expected the content they were learning recently to be so straightforward.
“Not going to the movies?”
“Mm.”
Wen Wenyao replied softly, suppressing her emotions. Song Nanqiao turned to look at her and found that her expression seemed calm, so there shouldn’t be any issues.
“What did you want to talk to me about? You can tell me now,”
Song Nanqiao suggested, thinking it was still early, and they were alone in the room, so it should be a good time to talk.
“I don’t want to talk about it right now,” Wen Wenyao said, glancing at her.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to talk, but she didn’t want to rush into it. She preferred the evening when Song Nanqiao was most relaxed and susceptible.
“Okay,” Song Nanqiao nodded, staring at Wen Wenyao’s face for a while, as if trying to read something from her expression.
But Wen Wenyao hid her emotions well, and Song Nanqiao couldn’t figure out what was hidden in those emotional eyes.
“How about you teach me some schoolwork?” Song Nanqiao suddenly thought of this.
Even though she wasn’t in school right now, she still needed to study because she had exams to prepare for.
“Sure, what subject do you want to study?”
“Mathematics.”
It’s simpler and easier to learn.
Upon hearing this, the girl got up from the bed without a word and took out the textbook she was currently studying from her backpack. She walked slowly to Song Nanqiao.
“Miss Song,” Wen Wenyao called her.
There was a hint of intimacy in her address.
“What…?” Song Nanqiao didn’t understand why she suddenly used this term of address.
“I’ll teach you. Shouldn’t you pay some tuition fees?” The girl’s tone was very gentle, with a teasing undertone that made Song Nanqiao feel a bit awkward.
“Well… Then I’ll go to a tutoring center.” Song Nanqiao knew that Wen Wenyao didn’t need money, but apart from money, she couldn’t think of anything else to give her.
“No, you’re not allowed.”
Wen Wenyao reached out and pressed Song Nanqiao onto a chair, not letting her get up. She then sat on Song Nanqiao’s lap in front of her, all while Song Nanqiao watched in surprise.
The softness on her lap made Song Nanqiao somewhat flustered. She vaguely realized what Wen Wenyao was about to do…
Before Song Nanqiao could speak, Wen Wenyao lowered her head and kissed her. A burst of fragrance enveloped Song Nanqiao. Initially, she wanted to push the person in front of her away, but Wen Wenyao seemed unwilling to let go. She held Song Nanqiao tightly, even making it difficult for her to breathe.
Song Nanqiao seemed to sense this pattern. In a daze, she suddenly realized that she had been neglecting her these days, feeling a bit guilty towards Wen Wenyao. She took the initiative to raise her hand and wrapped it around Wen Wenyao’s slender waist.
From the initial resistance and discomfort to gradually relaxing.
Today, Wen Wenyao was wearing a short skirt. Song Nanqiao’s hand inadvertently reached under the hem of Wen Wenyao’s skirt. Suddenly, Song Nanqiao felt that… Wen Wenyao seemed a bit moist…
Frightened, she quickly withdrew her hand.
The kiss continued for three minutes…
When both of them were almost out of breath, Wen Wenyao released Song Nanqiao.
“Tuition fees paid. Take your books to the living room.”
Wen Wenyao pinched Song Nanqiao’s cheek and kissed her on the cheek, then got up from her lap.
There were some teaching materials on the bookshelf in the living room, which Song Nanqiao found easier to understand after going through them.
“Okay.”
Feeling the weight on her lap disappear, Song Nanqiao got up quickly.
“I’ll go wash my hands…”
Song Nanqiao felt a bit embarrassed.
“I’ll go change my underwear…”
Wen Wenyao’s cheeks reddened, and she started feeling a bit shy. She naturally understood the meaning behind Song Nanqiao’s words. Just now, she couldn’t control herself, and the kiss had lasted too long… When emotions ran deep, wasn’t it a normal physiological response?
The two of them studied in the living room for a while. Song Nanqiao was indeed very smart. When Wen Wenyao was teaching her, she found it surprisingly easy. In fact, Song Nanqiao could have learned on her own.
“I feel like there’s nothing more I can teach you,” Wen Wenyao said, looking at the textbooks with a complicated expression.
“If I have questions, I’ll ask you,” Song Nanqiao said, holding the books. She hadn’t expected the content they were learning recently to be so straightforward.
