Chapter 21

The daily task of supervising the students’ homework in the group chat had fallen to Old Zheng. The little old man took great pleasure in interacting with the students in the group every day.

The temperature in Beixian during winter hovered around zero degrees, cold enough to make Qin Lang’s legs ache. As soon as winter arrived, Qin Lang became like a hibernating bear. She wore two layers of pants alone, plus knee pads with heating elements inside, yet her legs still looked so thin. Wu Qiu glanced at Qin Lang’s legs with some concern.

Things were about to change in the south. Her family was extremely anxious and kept urging Wu Qiu to return. As for what she would do after going back, it was probably to produce an heir and shoulder the heavy responsibility of leading their faction.

At first, Wu Qiu didn’t take it seriously. Until one day, a package arrived at the mailroom of Beixian No.1 High.

Inside were several photos — secretly taken. A girl in a skirt was walking on the road, stepping lightly and playfully, her curly hair bouncing with every step. Someone had captured it.

There was also a photo of another woman.

The sender’s information was incomplete, with no real name, but it came from an address in the south. That address was not unfamiliar to Wu Qiu.

Wu Qiu tore the packaging apart in anger and threw it into the trash bin next to the mailroom.

Wu Qiu never said anything to Qin Lang about it.

The students were still on winter break, and Qin Lang was staying at Wu Qiu’s house, demanding extra tutoring.

Wu Qiu did her best to satisfy the girl’s wishes, but she became increasingly quiet, as if struggling with some decision she couldn’t make.

Qin Lang naturally noticed the change in Wu Qiu. It was probably related to the teacher’s family.

But there was nothing she could do about it.

One day during sex, Wu Qiu watched as Qin Lang struggled to pull down her two layers of pants, revealing her slender, pale thighs. Her movements looked a bit clumsy.

Wu Qiu’s lips curved. She quickly looked away, afraid she would laugh out loud.

Qin Lang pounced on her, pinching Wu Qiu’s cheeks and yelling dramatically, [read the original at bailiantales.com]“I saw you smile!”

“Ah,” Wu Qiu caught the girl with a smile, “It is pretty funny.”

Her hand also gave Qin Lang’s ass a squeeze.

Once the panties were pulled down, the girl naturally swallowed that thick cock. The once-tight little hole that had been difficult to enter had now adapted well to Wu Qiu’s size. In cowgirl position, her pussy swallowed the cock deeply.

“Ah…” Qin Lang still let out a soft moan. Even after being fucked so many times, she still couldn’t fully resist Wu Qiu’s scorching heat.

Wu Qiu thrust upward, making the girl whimper. Her hand skillfully found the clit and rubbed and pinched it.

When she came, Qin Lang hugged Wu Qiu’s neck and panted heavily. It looked like she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

Wu Qiu could see the girl’s hesitation and guessed what she wanted to ask.

She just couldn’t tell her.

She couldn’t involve unrelated people.

Wu Qiu started thrusting again. The girl, still riding the aftershocks of her orgasm, couldn’t help letting out even more seductive moans.

Qin Lang had been thoroughly fucked and trained by her. Her little tits had grown a bit, her nipples were still extremely sensitive, and her waist was almost too slender — perfect to grip. When Wu Qiu held her waist and pounded hard, she could force out the girl’s soft, broken pleas.

So what exactly should she do?

The winter temperature in the south was about ten degrees lower than in Beixian. Wu Qiu had grown up in the south, so she was quite used to Beixian’s climate.

But that day outside the mailroom, water that had collected under the eaves dripped from the corner and landed in her palm.

It gave her a trace of chill.

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I know this chapter is really short 2333

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