Chapter 2. Day of the Tutorial

When the bell finally rang, Xu Qing finally had the chance to relax as much as she wanted to, so she immediately flopped down on her desk.

It was just too tiring. It would be so nice to only have to spend ten minutes in class and then get forty minutes out of class every day.

But there was someone who would not even let her spend those ten wonderful minutes as she wished.

“I will see you in the computer room at noon.” Fu Xin calmly said to her as he sorted out his textbooks.

Xu Qing’s petite body, which had been lying on the table, lightly squirmed twice. She turned her head sideways while she rested her hand on her arm. Xu Qing looked at Fu Xin’s beautiful side profile and whispered in a soft voice, “Is there a need to be so tight about it?”

Fu Xin did not reply to her immediately. Instead, he smiled at her gently and warmly, then he got up and walked out of the classroom together with the other boys.

After he went out, Xu Qing’s phone suddenly dinged. She received a WeChat message from Fu Xin. “But there is nothing as tight as your little p*ssy.”

Xu Qing’s face turned red as she quickly hid her phone and turned her head to look out the window. Fu Xin was chatting with some other people downstairs and seemed to sense Xu Qing’s gaze, so he raised his head to look at her. He had a boyish, charming smile on his handsome face, as if to say, “You know what I mean.”

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But what good was that to her?

This sad story began last week on the day of the proposed tutorial.

Xu Qing arrived at Fu Xin’s house as promised.

Contrary to her expectations, Fu Xin’s home was a mansion, even though he was usually so low-key and unassuming.

Xu Qing’s admiration for his character and style went up a notch.

However, Fu Xin seemed to be the only one inside the large house, so Xu Qing asked tentatively, “Your mother and father aren’t home?”

“Well, they just happened to be out on something.” Fu Xin politely led Xu Qing into the living room and methodically poured her tea and served her fruit.

Xu Qing was a bit overwhelmed by his generosity and hurriedly sat upright, “Then we should start the tutoring quickly!”

This movement raised both her head and her chest, and caused her round, bulging bre*sts to stand up even more proudly. They even trembled a little..

The sun was scorching hot outside today, so Xu Qing was wearing only a white short-sleeved shirt. She did not notice that the curvature of her bre*sts was almost about to make the buttons on her shirt pop open.

The light pattern on her underwear also followed her movements of drinking tea and eating fruit. They appeared and disappeared with every movement she made.

Fu Xin stared at her untraceably for a moment before he said with a smile, “Then let us go upstairs now.”