"Where is it?" Peach conditionally raised his head and saw their meaningful smile.

"Well, you're still worried about your husband. Go quickly. Do you want me to explain with you?" Ye Qiu gently pushed peach's back, indicating her to go to the teaching building in senior two.

"No Peach shook his head and looked up at the teaching building nearby. The shadow of the teaching building was shrunk very small by the noon sun. Most of the classrooms were empty. Many students went home to eat at noon, and some students were resident students. They went back to their dormitories after lunch in the canteen. People like them who neither go home nor have dormitories can only go back to the classroom and lie down for a lunch break a moment.

Besides, she didn't do anything wrong. Why should she explain to Shen Mo Chen.

Peach while thinking, while slowly climbing the steps, walk to their classroom door, a glance will see is waiting for their own dust.

He is leaning on the railing in the corridor, his eyes are slightly down at the ground, the warm wind is blowing through his hair, and the brilliant sunshine is sprinkling the mottled broken shadows on the ground.

Just such a profile, but let peach feel that he has a kind of unspeakable loneliness.

Lonely?

Shen Mo Chen?

He has always been cold and calm, calm and self-contained, how can it be related to the word desolation?

Peach shook his head, trying to drive the idea out of his mind, but his eyes seemed to be fixed, unable to move from him.

"Are you here?" When Shen Mo Chen heard the footsteps, she slowly raised her head and saw the peach standing not far away. Her little white hand was still holding the boy together.

Heart, a little pain.

His peach, he will never give it to others.

"Follow me." Shen Mo Chen strode straight toward the peach and pulled her to the stairway.

"To where?" Peach was held by his strength, and there was no chance to resist. Looking back at Ye Qiu and Yao Mengying, who were standing in the same place, they couldn't help crying out for help: "Qiuqiu I... "

Holding her big hand was tight for a moment, and the force from the hand almost crushed her.

"It hurts..." Peach's delicate face was almost all about to wrinkle together. She was dragged down the stairs by Shen ink dust, and then went through a long corridor, and even went straight to the front of the experimental building.

Shen Mo Chen pushed open the door of a laboratory and pulled the peach in.

"What are you doing..." Before peach had time to look at the surrounding environment, the breath of dust and cold came from his lips. There was a trace of anger in his kiss. A warm palm cut the peach's small hand behind him.

Peach a stagger, did not stand firm, homeopathy sat behind the experimental platform, and Shen Mo dust is closely close to her, let her retreat.

His lips are still soft, but this time he seems to have exhausted his whole body's strength to crush peach's ruddy lips.

"Well It hurts... " Peach felt the hot feeling on her lips, and she had a little panic in her heart. She had never seen such a kind of dust.

"Well..." His greasy tongue took advantage of her mouth breathing pain, homeopathy into her mouth, and then forcefully rolled her small tongue, heavy sucking.

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