The skirt is saturated with water and becomes transparent. The white skin is reflected from the gauze skirt. In addition, tongyuyao develops well, and a pair of strong and full.

Tong Yuyao hides in the toilet cubicle. His long black hair is wet and sticky on his face. He is very embarrassed. The sewage trickled down her forehead, she wiped it, and soon there were drops of water.

The foul smelling sewage made her totally unbearable. How could the delicate girl who was held in the palm of her hand from small to large bear such an insult.

In the unmanned toilet compartment, her eyes burst out with endless resentment, and her fingernails were inlaid into her hands. Even if she was pinched out with countless bloodstains, she felt as if she could not feel the pain, and didn't realize it.

The bell rang soon.

She clenched her teeth, and calculated that her man must be pinching something to frame her. Otherwise, why did the water just fall on her head and the class bell rang? She didn't even have anyone to call for help!

Out, or not out?

She disappeared for no reason. She didn't even say hello. This class is Liu Qingqing's class. Although she can explain afterwards, such a shameful thing --

if you can go out, although it's already in class now, most of the students have returned to the classroom. But in school, there can't be no one. The teaching building is a long distance from the school gate. Now it is a long time from school and the driver is not at home.

Looking down at her skirt, she was wet and clinging tightly to her body, sketching the curve she was always proud of. But now, it has become her most embarrassing nightmare.

Going out like this is almost streaking!

It was quiet in the toilet. She slowly opened a slit. When she saw no one in the toilet, she stepped out carefully.

There was only a corridor between the women's toilet and the men's toilet. She was biting her teeth. Looking up, she suddenly saw a familiar slender figure. Her eyes lit up and she rushed up.

"Well..."

Bai Xiyang came out of the toilet. Although the bell rang early in class, he still picked it up and walked out of the toilet.

Originally thought that no one's toilet, suddenly his back was hit by someone, he snorted, and looked back after standing firmly.

Warm eyes across a touch of surprise, is that day that girl.

At a glance, he casually looked away from his eyes. The girl's clothes were in a mess. At a glance, he knew that they had been adjusted. Campus violence in every school will appear, he frowned, the appearance of girls, did not rise any pity, but feel trouble.

I want to walk.

Tong Yuyao's eyes flashed a sharp color and quickly reached for Bai Xiyang's wrist.

His eyes were red, and he sobbed: "Bai Xuechang, can you Can you help me... "

The soft hand on the arm is a different feeling than when she holds him. The white sun's eyes are cold, and the cool pupils are dark and deep, unlike the look of his age. For a while, he lightly opened his lips, "let go."

The tone is not heavy, and I can't even hear any emotions.

But inexplicably let Tong Yuyao throat a tight, chat up the release of fingers, embarrassed to bite the lower lip.

"Bai Xuechang, get rid of you I really can't get out. Please... " She had a cry in her voice, hoarse, and soon out of breath.