HCB Chapter 255 Xiao Jiang's Class
Chapter 255 Xiao Jiang's Class
Jiang Huanhuan actually didn't really want to admit it.
She couldn't figure out what Song Jinmian meant by saying this, but her intuition told her that this was a trap.
Jiang Huanhuan grabbed Song Jinmian's arm, and her fingertips ruffled the sleeves of his shirt, leaving wrinkles.
This time, Song Jinmian didn't give Jiang Huanhuan any time to think.
His eyes were locked on her face, like an attacking hunter, with a wooden pole raised, unwilling to let go of his prey.
Song Jinmian's expression was the same as usual, seemingly calm and indifferent, as if everything was under control, yet he didn't seem to care.
Only his eyes fixed on Jiang Huanhuan and his slightly heavy breathing revealed the difference.
And this time he didn't give Jiang Huanhuan much room to think.
Song Jinmian took the initiative to ask: "Is it because we kissed too many times that you can't remember it?"
Yes!
It's your fault for seducing me!
Jiang Huanhuan almost wanted to agree.
But at this moment, it seems that I cannot agree with it.
The big hands clasped on the waist slightly tightened, and the hot fingertips gently rubbed through the thin fabric, transmitting warmth.
Jiang Huanhuan twisted her waist uncomfortably, trying to avoid Song Jinmian's touch.
She felt like this half of her body was not her own!
What Jiang Huanhuan never expected was that because of her avoidance, Song Jinmian seemed to have misunderstood something.
He pursed his lips, his eyes and brows showed a hint of vulnerability, and his previous aggressiveness disappeared.
Song Jinmian's voice dropped a little: "I'm sorry, did I make you feel uncomfortable?"
——Like a poor little thing that has been hurt.
——If it was the Jiang Huanhuan before, she would definitely think so.
But Jiang Huanhuan, who had already spent some time with Song Jinmian, felt something was wrong after a brief moment of surprise and regret.
Is Song Jinmian scared?
But if he was still scared, why did he keep his hands on her waist?
Even when I was dodging, he caught up with me?
A series of thoughts came to my mind.
The puppy felt distressed, confused, and shocked.
The next moment, Jiang Huanhuan grabbed Song Jinmian's stunningly beautiful face without hesitation.
Then he began to rub it like a wasteful act.
"You lied to me! You were acting!"
Jiang Huanhuan started rubbing and rubbing like crazy!
"Your hands are still on my waist!"
Was discovered.
After the initial surprise, Song Jinmian adjusted the angle slightly and leaned back.
Adjusting the angle allowed Jiang Huanhuan's face to touch more easily while also narrowing the gap between them.
He attacked Jiang Huanhuan with permissiveness and indulgence, but beneath this indulgence, he also had some of his own little thoughts.
Song Jinmian had indeed thought of this just now.
——If I don’t take my hand back, Jiang Huanhuan will find out.
Brain: Relax.
Hand: I can’t hear.
Shy Jiang Huanhuan is cute, and angry Jiang Huanhuan is also cute.
No matter how you treat him, he likes it.
Jiang Huanhuan rubbed Song Jinmian's face until it turned red, but the other party did not resist at all.
Instead, she felt that she had gone a little too far.
"Why didn't you resist?" Jiang Huanhuan reluctantly withdrew her hand.
Song Jinmian's cheeks are tender and feel very good to the touch.
Jiang Huanhuan was a little reluctant to let go, but Song Jinmian was so obedient that she felt something was wrong.
I always feel like there's a bigger trap behind this.
Jiang Huanhuan was hesitant.
"To make you happier?" Song Jinmian asked, "to make up for my sins?"
Jiang Huanhuan wasn't actually that angry.
After the quarrel, he lost his temper when he saw Song Jinmian's face covered with red marks.
"What do you want to do?"
Jiang Huanhuan slammed herself into Song Jinmian's chest with malicious intent.
Soft and meaty.
Song Jinmian let out a muffled groan, but his instinctive reaction was to hug Jiang Huanhuan tightly.
Jiang Huanhuan took a few deep breaths without any hesitation, pinched a few times to vent her anger, and then continued her accusation.
"You'll be asked these weird questions and you'll be sad if what they say is not to your liking."
"Just tell me what you want! I'm not a stingy person!"
Jiang Huanhuan said directly.
She considered herself to be generous.
But when she saw Song Jinmian's expression, Jiang Huanhuan regretted it again.
It’s not that she thinks she is stingy, but Song Jinmian has too much bad intentions.
"I'm always generous when I can!" Jiang Huanhuan immediately excused herself.
But the words were out.
Song Jinmian was like a cat that smelled fish.
The big hand moved up quietly and clasped Jiang Huanhuan's slender white neck.
"Then teach me how to kiss."
Song Jinmian's gaze rested on her lips.
When she was nervous, she would bite her lips unconsciously. Although it was only for a moment, Song Jinmian did not miss it.
The soft lips turned white for a moment, but then became redder in an instant, as red as a blooming rose, with a faint watery glow.
"…teaching you how to kiss?"
She murmured, somewhat incredulously, even her amber eyes showing clarity.
She taught Song Jinmian how to kiss?
Unimagined paths emerged.
"is it not OK?"
Because Jiang Huanhuan didn't respond for a long time, Song Jinmian took the initiative to speak, his voice sounding a little lost.
"Do you like me better than before?"
Jiang Huanhuan: “…”
fed up.
She grabbed Song Jinmian's neck, straightened her back, leaned over and bumped into him.
Kiss kiss kiss!
Didn’t you go through all this trouble just to kiss me?
Xiao Jianghuan’s class has started!
At first it was just a gentle touch of lips.
Rather than the touch of her lips, Jiang Huanhuan could feel the thunderous heartbeat more.
I don’t know if it’s Song Jinmian’s or hers.
They were really too close.
After staying still for a few seconds, Jiang Huanhuan suddenly shrank back.
Song Jinmian was still staring at her, his head slightly tilted upwards, his expression serious and focused.
He really looks like a very studious student.
Jiang Huanhuan lowered her head and looked at Song Jinmian, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Under Song Jinmian's doubts, Jiang Huanhuan pursed her lips and lowered her head to kiss him again.
A few shallow pecks.
She was a little embarrassed.
"You have to close your eyes when you kiss, but I feel embarrassed when you keep looking at me." She complained in a low voice, and felt the back of her ears turn red.
There was deliberate doubt in Song Jinmian's low voice.
"So, in this situation, are you really willing to close your eyes?"
His eyes fell on Jiang Huanhuan's red face, as if they were real.
Although his tone was doubtful, there was a teasing smile in his eyes.
Jiang Huanhuan couldn't stand it any longer and gave the order.
"Close your eyes!"
She lifted Song Jinmian's chin almost forcefully and kissed him again.
Different from the previous touch.
She impulsively pried open his lips, carefully inserted her tongue, and nervously bit the soft lips.
Jiang Huanhuan's guidance was slow, mainly because she herself felt a little embarrassed.
Although she had kissed Song Jinmian often before.
But Song Jinmian, who had lost his memory at this moment, was too immature.
The moment their lips and tongues touched, he couldn't help but hug Jiang Huanhuan's back, his whole body stiff.
It was one of the few times when Song Jinmian was at a loss.
Jiang Huanhuan found it very fresh.
But while it was new, she also felt like she was bullying a commoner girl.
Therefore, after a brief kiss of a few seconds, she wanted to leave.
However, as soon as there was a slight gap in his body, Song Jinmian pressed it back with force.
He took a few deep breaths.
Suddenly he looked up and his voice became even hoarse.
"Teacher Jiang, I haven't checked the homework yet."