[BL]Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle(Rebirth) [MTL]

Chapter 38

Li Rong's eyelids trembled slightly, and the corners of his lips pursed into a smile.

Cen Weixu leaned against the table, slightly bent his left leg, lowered his height, and looked at Li Rong.

An ambiguous aura was gradually brewing in the air. As long as he stretched out his hand, he could wrap around Li Rong's thin waist hidden under the padded coat. The table was also a good tool. The length and width were sufficient, and the height was just right.

Li Rong didn't have much flesh on his body, and his wrist bones were stuck in his mouth. He could clearly feel Li Rong's pulse beating faster on his fingertips.

Li Rong moved his fingers, and the smile on his lips had not disappeared. He raised his eyes and looked at Cen Wei with a smirk in his eyes. Suddenly, his wrist was forced, and his palm pressed down on the place where Cen Wei was bruised.

"If you like pain, tell me earlier. If you don't tell me, how would I know you have this hobby."

Cen Wei took a deep breath.

The rib is already fragile, and it is not very comfortable to be pressed by others, not to mention that he is not seriously injured.

Cen Wei clenched his teeth for a few seconds, and when the pain subsided, he suddenly wrapped his right hand around Li Rong's waist, his left leg slipped lightly, and pressed against Li Rong's heel. With a firm stomach, he twisted his body and pressed Li Rong to the desk.

This is a very common melee fighting technique, but when dealing with others, he always fell to the ground hard, but when he pressed Li Rong, he carefully placed his right hand on Li Rong's waist to prevent him from reaching the edge of the table. superior.

Li Rong hadn't practiced in vain for the past two years. Realizing that he was unstable in the lower plate, he immediately tightened his back, held Cen Wei's arm, straightened his head, and bent his right knee subconsciously, always ready to attack.

But after the stress reaction, he also knew that he was not in danger, his eyes flashed, and he quietly relaxed his strength, An Ran handed the weight of his body to the table, and his fingers slid down Cen Wei's arm inch by inch.

Cen Wei narrowed his eyes, bit his teeth lightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and said in a low voice, "If I'm injured, I can't..."

Before he finished speaking, footsteps suddenly came from the corridor.

The sound insulation of the school dormitory is not as good as that of a normal house, only one door is blocked, and there is no difference between indoor and outdoor.

Now is the time for the dormitory to check the dormitory. In order to ensure the safety of the students living on campus, the dormitory aunt must count the number of people every night to confirm that all the dormers have returned.

The small glass window on the door of the dormitory is for the aunt to check people.

Li Rong heard her aunt mutter in the corridor, "Is Liu Mingxiu here? Oh, I see."

Li Rong lay on the table with her palms spread out, her soft hair scattered in a mess.

He exhaled and panted: "...I'm going to be found."

Cen Wei looked at his warm neck in his white coat, his delicate chin, and moist red lips. He just felt dry and didn't bother to care about his aunt. and school rules.

With a smile in Li Rong's eyes, he tapped the table with his index finger and said slyly: "Anyway, I have a bad reputation. At that time, people will only say that President Cen's son is indescribable with others in the dormitory, which will seriously affect the school's atmosphere."