Adultery My Mom & the exchange student

[Penetration]

Today is Friday. It’s Christmas again. After waiting all afternoon, class is finally over. Li Xiaojun and I are like wild horses running wild, walking outside the college. Why do we say that Li Xiaojun and I don’t have Sam? Because Sam said he was going to ask Zhang Min some questions. He Go home later,

Anyway, Sam is already very familiar with the way home, but I have to explain it to my mother again. The previous two times, Sam was scolded by his mother so much that he still doesn’t have a long memory.

"Zihan, how about we go to the mall to play for a while and then go home," Li Xiaojun looked at me at the college gate, " Um, okay," I looked at the time. It happened to be five-thirty, and I would be back before six-thirty. Home, my mother probably won’t say too much.

Li Xiaojun and I walked towards the square.

On the way, the atmosphere was a little awkward. Li Xiaojun was close to me. I even smelled that she seemed to have sprayed perfume today, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Inadvertently, Li Xiaojun's hand and mine came together. I was startled and my heart beat faster.

"Well, it's coming soon. Today is Christmas, I'll treat you to milk tea," to avoid embarrassment, I said,

"Okay," Li Xiaojun responded to me obediently, which greatly increased my protectiveness. If only she were my girlfriend, I could hold her hand openly.

Thinking about it, I laughed,

"Why are you laughing? You are so happy," Li Xiaojun looked at me,

"Hey, it's nothing," I said and looked at her. She was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses. She was really beautiful and innocent.

"You're still laughing when you have nothing to do, you idiot." After saying that, she also smiled.

"Hey, are you cold?" I don't know why, but I suddenly wanted to hold her hand. My left hand grabbed Li Xiaojun's right hand.

At that moment, I felt that my mind went blank, and Li Xiaojun also trembled, but she did not pull my hand away.

"It's not cold," Li Xiaojun looked at me shyly. I saw her ears were red. She looked at the road ahead as I stared at her.

Although she was very shy, and so was I, her hand was always tightly held in my hand, and she showed no signs of letting go.