() Wang Chen clamped his legs a little shyly and pointed at Zhao Junyun wet half of his clothes in order to block the rain for himself: "Teacher, you wash it first."

"No...Ah, Ahh..."

Zhao Junyun sneezes several times. Wang Chen smiled, patted his chest, gave him a thumbs up, signaling that he was in great health, and then pointed to the direction of the bathroom: "You go and take a shower first, otherwise you will really catch a cold, I'm fine."

She wanted to continue to show off. At this time, a gust of wind suddenly came out on the window that was not closed. Zhao Junyun sneezed again. After Wang Chen insisted, she agreed. However, before going to take a shower, she gently put her on his body as a pajama T-shirt, saying that this would make it warmer.

The image of the tiger in the school who could make people retreat was completely gone, and the image of a gentle little woman was just like water, which made Wang Chen's heart warm again before he died.

I took the clothes from the room and came out, and found that Wang Chen had not changed his wet pants yet. I knew that the child was shy and was afraid that he would catch a cold, so I asked him to take off his pants and wrap it in a bath towel.

Perhaps he was shy, so after he finished speaking, he hurried to the bathroom to take a shower.

Wang Chen looked around and first closed the window in the living room. Then he took off his wet casual pants, leaving only a pair of underwear, quickly wrapping himself tightly with a bath towel, his heart thumped, and even his friends became more and more excited.

Why?

Because Zhao Junyun's bathroom was rubbing the glass wall, although she couldn't see the picture clearly, she could unbutton her clothes one by one, gently took off the light gray jacket, and easily put them on the washing hanger to see clearly.

Even the moment I took off my gray coat, from the outline of the shadow, the outline of the proud pair of peaks was a little larger than usual. I don’t know if it was a problem with that professional outfit, but wearing it made the huge pair of peaks smaller.

Then, it seemed that I was still unbuttoning. Now I should be taking off the white se shirt with the base. What’s interesting is that the order of Zhao Junyun unbuttoning the buttons was unbuttoned from bottom to top. When the buttons on the double peaks were unbuttoned, there was a layer of constraint. The outline of the double peaks changed again, no longer a round and flat shape, and it became more and more firm.

The shirt was untied, and the shadows of both hands passed by the peaks. With a light button, a bra was pulled open and an action appeared on the glass wall. However, the shadows of the bra and the shadows of the arms were combined, and the true faces of the pair of peaks could not be seen clearly.

But this action was not something that Wang Chen could resist. The little friend held up his boxer and jumped excitedly, causing him to quickly clamp it tightly.

Zhao Junyun turned her bra onto the wash rack and looked at her 36-day double peaks, but how many years could she have in this state? She is thirty years old. In a few years, can it still be so energetic? She patted her double peaks with her hand and sighed.

It didn't matter that she subconsciously sighed, but she was really distressed Wang Chen staring at him in the living room. He felt that there seemed to be a sticky liquid in his nose that was about to flow out. He quickly raised his head and turned around, not daring to stare like this again.

I patted my forehead and confirmed that my nose bleeding had not flowed down before I breathed a sigh of relief. If it was really a nosebleed and the director knew about it, it would be embarrassing.

Although he thought so, his friend's natural reaction betrayed him, which made him secretly look at him and turned his head several times.

Wang Chen! That's your teacher! How could you be so despicable!

But I only have a few hours of life? I will never see such a picture again after death. Why not?

In the end, the reason for his death easily defeated his conscience. He pulled a tissue on the table in the living room and stuffed it into his nostrils just in case. Then, his eyes fell on the tissue again, thinking about his friends, and wondering whether to take some more paper.

But when he thought about not knowing where to throw it, he gave up.

Turning around, Zhao Junyun in the bathroom had just taken off the hair clip on her hair, and her hair was scattered from the waist, and she seemed to be lively in the air. The soft horn reached her waist, gently pulled her skirt, put it aside, and raised her feet. Judging from the outline, she seemed to be taking off her t-back this time.

In the bathroom, Zhao Junyun looked at herself in the mirror in front of the wash-up mirror, touched the corners of her eyes that had been maintained for many years, and then she breathed a sigh of relief after finding that there were no fine lines. No matter how young others praised her, she would feel that she would no longer have a youthful feeling, and Zhao Junyun was the same.

I don’t know when I started to focus on rest time, adjust my eating habits, and do aerobic exercise... All this is nothing more than to make my physical fitness as before, delay the aging of my skin, regulate my emotions, and avoid becoming a nagging woman.

In front of the mirror, I straightened my chest and found that it was not deformed. I squeezed inward and separated. My breasts were very elastic and moved back to my original position. Then I nodded with satisfaction. I lifted my buttocks, closed my belly, looked at my own S-shaped curve in the mirror, and casually arranged a few poses, looked at myself with a bulge in front and a tilted back, and faced with the fair and smooth skin, I didn't forget to support my proud breasts.

But what she didn't know was that her habit of checking her figure was a great torture for Wang Chen, who had been watching outside.

Wang Chen's friend swelled again, and it felt very uncomfortable to push it up, and felt like he was burning. He quickly took off the bath towel wrapped around him, took off his boxer in a few seconds, and blocked it with the pile of wet clothes. Without thinking, he quickly pulled a large roll of paper from the rolled paper box on the living room table. With excitement, he thought about handing over the first time to the fifth girl before he died.

"Crazy..."

At this time, the sound of a shower spraying came from the bathroom. The steam was cold on the glass wall and condensed into small water droplets again. A layer of mist was hung on the glass, and the graceful figure began to become blurred.

The little virgin, listening to the sound of the water in the bathroom, stared at the confident and uplifting little friend, touched a large circle of paper in his hand, and looked at the blurry bathroom!

Your sister! I took off my pants, so you show me this? I shook my head. It seems that my first and last strokes in my life ended in vain.

However, the sound from the bathroom almost caused Wang Chen to gush his nose and die.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The screams were filled with thick and soft panting, which was very rhythmic.
Chapter completed!