Nan Nan's Exposure in the Sunshine Stadium 8

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Stadium Episode 8 is here! Nan Nan has decided to end this series with Episode 10. By the way, I recently had some free time and wrote the much-anticipated Nan Nan's revealing side story, featuring Fang Yaoying. If you want to read it, please reply

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It was a beautiful day. He was sitting comfortably under the glass, the door locked, the windows sealed shut. Only the sunlight filtering through the glass beside him allowed him to see outside. This environment made him feel exceptionally comfortable. However, what annoyed him was that, for some reason, he had painted several pictures in a row today, but none of them made him feel particularly dissatisfied. He didn't even know how many sheets he had torn up before he sat there, dizzy and lost in thought.

"The Venus of the East! How can I break free from that damned original constraint?" His long hair fell across his face, giving him a decadent beauty.

Just as he was feeling frustrated, he suddenly felt the light dim, as if a figure had run up to the glass. "Damn window cleaner, what's in this dilapidated building?" He glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, but was stunned and couldn't look away.

The entire window in this fourth-floor classroom was made of pale green glass, like a piece of pale green crystal, sparkling and translucent in the sunlight. This was why Ai Chou liked to paint here; the view was incredibly clear. While white glass would be slightly glaring under the sunlight, this pale green glass became even more transparent and clear the more intense the sunlight.

Usually, Ai Chou would only look up and gaze into the distance when he was tired of painting. But at this moment, he witnessed a scene he would never forget.

From the east side of the window, on a curved platform made of smooth tiles, a young girl slowly crawled out. Although her face was covered by a light veil, her exquisite beauty was still evident. Even more astonishing, this stunning beauty was completely naked, crawling on her knees!

Any man who saw this would likely have his blood boil and be ready to thrust. Of course, Ai Chou was no exception. His soft cotton pants immediately betrayed him, but he couldn't care less. His face was full of shock, but his eyes were greedily fixed on the alluring spring scenery before him.

The girl swayed her snow-white, pert buttocks as she approached. Her skin was fair and smooth, like a peeled egg, so tender that one could easily imagine how tempting it would feel to touch. This stunning beauty swayed her body, making her enormous breasts, like hanging bells, appear even larger and more alluring, yet they showed no sign of loosening. Her slender waist made Ai Chou's groin ache, hard as iron. What would it feel like to have such a serpentine waist twisting in bed?

Ai Chou had been with countless women, but none had ever given him this feeling.

Under the clear sky, on the water platform outside the old teaching building on the fourth floor, a stunningly beautiful woman with a face that could topple kingdoms was crawling naked in an extremely lewd posture, passing right in front of him, inches away.

No, it couldn't even be described as "close at hand"; she was practically brushing against him. The tempered glass was only half an inch thick, meaning he and this stunning beauty were separated by just that one pane of glass.

Almost holding her breath, Ai Chou stared in disbelief as Nan Nan gracefully crawled towards her. In her hands, she held a pair of shoes and sunglasses, and the sheer, gossamer-thin veil had already been folded into pieces about a foot long, covering her face.

Although it was as thin as a cicada's wing and completely transparent, the multiple folds still created a hazy effect, providing some concealment. In her haste, Nan Nan had no choice but to resort to this tactic; after all, being seen by this boy was better than being discovered by those two middle-aged men.

Besides, Nan Nan had another thought: she planned to get some rest. While the windows of other classrooms could be opened, the windows of this classroom, covered by green glass, could only be opened a tiny crack, about half a foot wide, pointing upwards. To prevent the glass from being fully opened and causing danger, each piece of tempered glass that could be opened was secured with a steel lock. It was precisely because she knew this that Nan Nan felt so safe walking over.

Even if the boy went around to another classroom and came out through a window, he probably wouldn't be able to open the locked classroom door. Moreover, if he went around chasing after her, she might already be far away.

With her beautiful eyes darting around, Nan Nan looked at the boy staring directly at her perfect body with great interest. Although she had run naked countless times, walked naked in broad daylight, and even been taken advantage of, this was the first time she had ever knelt here so brazenly, completely naked, allowing a man to examine her body so closely.

Nan Nan felt incredibly shy, yet a faint longing stirred within her. The boy's burning gaze roamed over her, like a large hand constantly caressing her body, making her blood boil and waves of desire surge through her.

Swallowing hard, Ai Chou suddenly noticed that the girl had stopped, pointing with her slender fingers. Following the direction of her finger, he saw his own phone on the table. Just as he was about to pick it up, he heard rapid tapping. Startled

, he looked up to see the naked girl's beautiful leg raised, clearly indicating she was about to leave. Although he couldn't see her expression, her furrowed brows revealed her emotions. Ai Chou immediately understood, grabbed his bag, and slammed it down on his phone.

"Alright, are you relieved now? I won't take your picture. I hate being photographed anyway. I'm a painter!" With that, Ai Chou picked up her half-finished painting and held it up to the glass. Nan Nan vaguely saw a line of writing at the signature area: "Twelfth Young Master Ai Chou."

What kind of name was that? Nan Nan couldn't help but find it amusing, but almost accidentally pulled her scarf down, startled and afraid to do anything further. However, Ai Chou inside the glass was completely mesmerized. Although he couldn't clearly see the stunning beauty's face, that smile had captivated him, especially the naked beauty's radiant skin, shimmering brilliantly in the sunlight, mesmerizing him.

He could never have imagined that his choice of this old school building's classroom as his painting space, seeking peace and quiet, would lead to this dreamlike, romantic encounter. The stunningly beautiful, naked girl outside the window seemed like an elf stepping out of a dream. Every inch of her snow-white skin exuded an alluring charm. Her pink nipples and large, firm breasts, showing no signs of sagging, were so alluring they almost melted his heart.

From a painter's perspective, the girl's full breasts were undeniably substantial, almost exceeding a D-cup and nearly reaching an E-cup. What was particularly remarkable was that these magnificent breasts lacked the sagging often associated with large, imposing women. The lower edge of her rounded breasts was remarkably far from her slender body. According to the perfect proportions for breasts, not only could a pencil not be placed between her breasts, but even a large paintbrush couldn't hold them, demonstrating their remarkable perkiness.

What astonished him even more was her slender waist, a stark contrast to her enormous breasts. It was so delicate it seemed one could barely encircle it, and with each sway of her body, it perfectly embodied the allure of a serpentine waist.

A perfect balance, neither too much nor too little, Twelve Young Master gazed greedily at the exquisite female body on the other side of the thin glass, a sudden surge of excitement rising within him. Wasn't this the perfect Eastern Venus of his dreams?

Just as his mind was racing, lost in thought and somewhat bewildered, the veiled, naked girl before him once again extended her slender finger, pointing behind him.

He turned around and couldn't help but chuckle. Behind him lay a packet of purified water; clearly, that was what the girl wanted.

Reaching out a bottle of water, Twelfth Young Master smiled slightly. "What? Are you thirsty? Want some?" Nan Nan nodded quickly. What a joke! Try running around naked under this blazing sun and see what happens—you'll turn into a dried-up corpse if you don't drink!

The sun overhead was scorching, and Nan Nan felt like she was being roasted alive. Right now, she didn't care about anything else; nothing was more important than this bottle of water!

"You can have some! But can you tell me why you're here like this?" Twelfth Young Master toyed with the bottle of water, making an enticing gurgling sound. After his initial shock, he now scrutinized the naked, stunningly beautiful girl before him with a playful expression.

Although the pale green glass window was only slightly ajar at the top, the man's voice still clearly reached Nan Nan's ears. Hearing this, she suddenly blushed deeply, overcome with shyness.

Could it be that she had really been exposing herself naked for too long? At first, she would feel shy and embarrassed even if she dressed a little revealingly in the dormitory. But now, she was not only running around naked in broad daylight, but also completely exposing her beautiful body to a man without any shame. What was wrong with her?

Thinking of this, Nan Nan immediately panicked. Her current appearance was too lewd and shameless. She was naked in front of a strange man through a thin glass, and she didn't even try to cover herself. Her pair of firm breasts were swaying less than two feet in front of the man. Her snow-white skin and pink nipples were fully exposed. Even the most private and unspeakable parts of a young girl were probably faintly visible!

Seeing that the girl froze when she spoke and looked like she wanted to leave, Twelve Shao felt a sense of foreboding. However, he was quick-witted and immediately handed over the bottled water in his hand. "Here! Aren't you thirsty? Have a sip!" Feeling incredibly ashamed and wanting to leave, Nan Nan was stopped by his words. Turning around, she saw the boy in the sunlight through the glass, his face full of sincerity, the bottle of pure water in his hand crystal clear, radiating an alluring glow.

Nan Nan, who had already covered her ample breasts with her arms, didn't care anymore when she saw the bottled water being handed to her through the window. She quickly reached out and took it, forcefully twisting the cap.

But to her surprise, this mineral water, of unknown brand and printed with unfamiliar words, had a large and extremely tight cap. Even though her face flushed red, she didn't budge.

One sunny morning, outside the bright window of the art studio, suddenly appeared a stunningly beautiful girl, completely naked, with snow-white skin and a voluptuous figure. This stunning beauty, seemingly straight out of a dream, stopped to ask for water. She twisted the bottle cap forcefully, her ample breasts jiggling with her body, displaying beautiful curves in the sunlight, especially her pink nipples, which were mesmerizing. Such a scene would make any man doubt he was dreaming, wouldn't it?

Twelfth Young Master was now somewhat dazed, swallowing hard. Because at this moment, the naked beauty on the other side of the glass was kneeling, facing him, because she had stopped to unscrew the bottle cap. Her naked body was fully exposed, and her fiery red hair stirred his desire. What made his blood boil was that the girl's two long, slender legs were spread apart, whether intentionally or unintentionally. What was even more surprising was that this stunning beauty's lower body was smooth and flawless. In the center of her fair, alabaster skin, two pink, butterfly-like petals stood erect, trembling slightly. It seemed that the girl was thirsty, yet the petals were like water lilies, moist and lustrous, ready to bloom. "

Eastern Venus!" These words suddenly flashed through Twelfth Young Master's mind. Wasn't this the Eastern Venus he had been dreaming of and searching for? Thinking of this, his hand reached out once again.

"Here, let me open it for you!"

A slightly hoarse voice reached her ears. Nan Nan, weak and dehydrated from the sun, paused, but met a pair of bright eyes. She froze, then instinctively handed over the water.

Twelve Young Master easily opened the bottle and handed it to her again. "Beautiful lady, I don't know your name, and I imagine you don't want me to know your background. But it's fate that we met. I have a favor to ask of you!" Having finally gotten the water, Nan Nan lifted a corner of her veil, revealing her delicate cherry lips, greedily sipping the cool, sweet mineral water. Hearing this, she was immediately stunned.

Although only a corner of her veil was lifted, her delicate chin and beautiful cherry lips still impressed Twelve Young Master. Even seeing only the tip of the iceberg, she was like a lotus emerging from the water.

"I'm painting a portrait of an Eastern Venus. It's mostly finished, but I'm missing a model. Would you be so kind as my model? Oh, don't misunderstand, I'm not trying to lure you in. You just need to be outside while I paint inside!" He pulled out his easel and held it up to the glass. Nan Nan looked on curiously. The easel was filled with blurry images; clearly, he hadn't planned on a background. However, a beautifully curved female figure had already been sketched in the center, though it was mostly unfinished.

Mentioning his painting, Twelfth Young Master's eyes lit up, and his tone became excited. "Eastern Venus, I've been preparing for over half a year, but I've always lacked that spark of inspiration. Some of the girls I've seen are beautiful, but they lack a certain spirit. But today, when I saw you, I immediately knew my goddess had appeared. Your skin, your figure, your aura—all of it fascinates me. It won't take long, just a dozen minutes, okay?" His tone was fervent and somewhat neurotic. Perhaps due to the painter's open-mindedness, this Twelfth Young Master didn't question Nan Nan's identity or why she was there in this state, instead making a seemingly inexplicable request.

Looking at his determined yet slightly fanatical appearance, Nan Nan's heart stirred. After all, she had accepted his gift, and besides, she feared that if this eccentric painter started shouting, she would truly have no way out outside the window.

Finally, she got some water, and her unbearably hot and restless heart calmed down. Nan Nan finally had a chance to sort out her feelings and consider how to escape this awkward predicament. However, looking at the Twelfth Young Master's fanatical expression, she feared that if she refused, who knew what trouble might ensue.

Frowning her pretty eyebrows, Nan Nan hesitated, then pointed to the sun overhead, making a helpless gesture, intending to politely refuse this artistic madman.

But to her surprise, the Twelfth Young Master's face lit up with ecstatic joy. He frantically pulled out the entire case of water beside him, unscrewing each bottle and then screwing them back on, passing them out through the crack in the window.

"Here you go, here you go, and this too!"

Nan Nan was flustered, and suddenly a large wad of white linen cloth was passed through the window crack. The cloth was damp, clearly having just been soaked in a basin of water.

"With this, you won't be afraid of the sun. Let me see what else I have... oh? Sunscreen, perfect!" As he spoke, another large bottle was passed out through the window crack. Nan Nan couldn't help but laugh and cry; what she held wasn't sunscreen at all, but a bottle of olive oil.

Clearly, Twelfth Young Master realized his mistake, his face flushing slightly. "I made a mistake. This is olive oil I was planning to buy for cooking. But I have sunscreen, so you can mix them together and it'll be sunscreen!" He tossed out a large tube of sunscreen. Looking at the pile of stuff in front of her, and Twelfth Young Master's expectant face, Nan Nan's heart skipped a beat.

He had already seen everything, and there was nothing left to hide. Besides, she should thank this tall, thin, handsome man; otherwise, she might have died of thirst on the balcony. Since he wanted her help so much, why not? She needed a good rest anyway.

Thinking of this, Nan Nan unfolded the white linen cloth. She discovered it was likely used to cover an oil painting; although somewhat old, it was very clean. Because it had been washed many times, the already loose linen was slightly transparent, but it was certainly enough to block sunlight.

The cloth in her hand appeared to be about 1.5 meters long, a fairly large square. After hesitating for a moment, Nan Nan hung two corners of the linen cloth in the corner of the half-open glass window, with the other side dangling over the edge of the water feature, just covering two lotus petals. A cool

feeling immediately enveloped her, making Nan Nan let out a long sigh of relief. Well, she'd just rest here for a bit. After all, the alcohol had taken its toll, and being in the sun for a while had left her feeling dizzy and tired.

Glancing out of the corner of her eye at Ai Chou, who was beaming with joy and rapidly adjusting her easel, Nan Nan suddenly felt a strange sensation. What was she doing? Exposing her body so freely in front of a strange man? She lay naked before him, half-reclined, letting his gaze see every inch of her skin.

But why, besides shame, did she feel a strange thrill? It was as if, on that night at the ball, when she was being played with by a man, besides shame and resentment, there was also a peculiar pleasure.

Waves of tingling sensations, seemingly emanating from somewhere within her body, coursed through her entire being, leaving her feeling weak and itchy. The earlier exertion seemed to have drained her strength. The sunlight streaming through the linen felt not scorching, but rather comforting. It was as if she weren't on the water platform of the school building, but on a spring meadow, bathed in the warm spring sunshine, freely stretching out her beautiful, white, naked body. Her gentle, handsome lover gazed at her with tender admiration, his gaze like a pair of soft, large hands, constantly caressing her body, brushing over her most sensitive spots, arousing her desire.

Ai Chou gazed at the beautiful woman stretching out her body freely outside the window, displaying no trace of coyness or affectation, and was greatly astonished. As a seasoned figure painter, though young, he had seen many female models, even beauties who had offered themselves to him for his paintings. However, a girl with such ethereal charm was a first for him.

Soft sunlight streamed down from the white linen, like a golden spring cascading over the girl's exquisite, snow-white body, flowing gently over her long, slender neck, down her alluring collarbone, only to be obscured by her full, perky breasts.

These magnificent breasts were now exposed nakedly before the man, round and full, yet without any excess. Their snow-white color reminded him of freshly steamed buns or snowballs in winter. Unlike some women whose breasts, though undeniably white, revealed prominent veins once undressed, lacking a certain allure.

The beauty before him was as white as freshly fired porcelain, translucent, smooth, and flawless, with a subtle blush of youthful pink hue. Especially under the sunlight, she resembled a work of art sculpted from mutton-fat jade.

Her breasts, though the two small nipples were already erect, were a pale pink, a striking contrast to her full breasts. The delicate pink areolas and buds were exquisitely detailed in Ai Chou's eyes; everything was perfect.

What was particularly astonishing was that Nan Nan was reclining on her side against the water platform, and her exquisitely sculpted breasts trembled slightly with her breath, showing no signs of sagging or loosening, perfectly revealing the contours of her lower chest.

She possessed such breathtaking breasts, yet her abdomen and waist were completely free of any excess fat, flat and smooth, with only a small, delicate navel rising and falling with her breath, like a poison capable of bewitching any man who saw this body.

Looking down from that smooth, flat abdomen, it was completely flat, without the slightest obstruction. Her mons pubis, as white as a three-year-old girl's, was slightly raised, revealing a plump, almost translucent color. Perhaps due to years of being confined in a dark environment, this area of skin was pinkish-white, slightly translucent. What made Ai Chou swallow hard was that this stunning beauty's lower body showed no signs of shaving, everything seemed naturally formed. Her

perfect buttocks were faintly visible; when Nan Nan had bent over earlier, Ai Chou had seen that perfect curve that drove all men crazy—perky yet not fat, with a full, beautifully curved tip, making one's mouth water.

Two long, beautiful legs made up most of her body. Such a golden ratio was rare even among models. With Ai Chou's professional eye, she estimated that this girl, who was about 1.7 meters tall, had legs that were nearly a meter long. They were long, shapely, and flawless. Her jade-like feet

, slightly dusty, looked even more playful and cute in the sunlight. These two perfect jade legs had no gap when they were together. And now, as the girl's body tilted slightly, her petal-like private parts were faintly visible. The two pink petals were like a cockscomb flower in half bloom. The sunlight that peeked in through the slant between the girl's legs gave them a translucent, crystalline appearance.

A beauty! An absolute beauty! A flame rose in Ai Chou's heart, which instantly turned into desire. She quickly grabbed a paintbrush and frantically painted on the canvas.

He had been preparing for this painting for over half a year, with countless ideas in his mind. Now, inspired by Nan Nan's sudden appearance, his inspiration erupted like a volcano.

Nan Nan, unaware of Ai Chou's situation inside the glass, stretched and picked up her water bottle again. She carefully lifted her veil and took a small sip. Then she frowned. Her recent exertion had left her covered in sweat and dust, especially the sunscreen, which felt incredibly uncomfortable after being stained by the dust.

Thinking of this, she glanced at Ai Chou inside the glass, his gaze still intense as he diligently painted. That fiery gaze, for some reason, was hotter than the summer sun, almost melting her heart, and burning as if a flame was raging within her chest.

A focused man is most captivating, a passionate woman most alluring, and Ai Chou, the Twelfth Young Master, was an extremely alluring and handsome man. His focused expression and captivating gaze made Nan Nan somewhat unable to resist.

This was the first time in her nineteen years that she had been so exposed to a man's gaze. Although she had experienced accidental exposure and being played with by men before, it was completely different from what was happening now. Every inch of her skin, every secret, was laid bare before this strange man, leaving her with absolutely no privacy. This state, this environment, inexplicably aroused Nan Nan. Her honey pot, which Sasha had smeared with sunscreen on, suddenly felt like a furnace, burning intensely. A glistening nectar slowly oozed out, and Nan Nan could even feel her buttocks and crotch were already wet.

If it weren't for this glass barrier, she probably would have already thrown herself into the man's arms. Her

eyes grew increasingly hazy, and a soft murmur escaped her lips. Nan Nan shyly realized that she had become aroused in such an exposed environment, under the intrusive gaze of a strange man. It

was so embarrassing. Nan Nan felt a surge of panic, her chest heaving like a rabbit's. She wondered if the man had noticed the wetness between her legs. Thinking of this, she quickly opened a bottle of water and poured it down her neck. The icy water immediately sobered her up. At that moment, however, she had no idea how charming she looked in Ai Chou's eyes.

A stunningly beautiful young woman, like a perfect white jade sculpture, slowly washed her naked body with water under the sunlight. Her perfect curves appeared even smoother and more rounded under the water, every inch of her flawless skin, every beautiful line, perfectly revealed. For a keen-eyed painter, the impact would be immense.

Of course, such an impact would likely be equally tremendous for any man. After

pouring several bottles of water over herself, the heat finally subsided somewhat. Nan Nan squinted at the sun through the linen cloth; it was still scorching, and she couldn't help but sigh.

However, a sudden glance revealed a strange scene: Ai Chou was still painting rapidly with her brush, but her body was slightly bent over. Looking down, Nan Nan couldn't help but curse inwardly. Men really are all the same; even in such a focused state, he could still think about that kind of thing.

Ai Chou was wearing thin, soft pants, and a certain part of her body was already indecently bulging. No wonder this guy was bending over with such a strange expression.

"Your wooden pipe made me feel even worse, so don't blame me for teasing you." The anger in her heart subsided a little, and a mischievous thought immediately rose in her mind. No sooner said than done, Nan Nan immediately unscrewed the bottle of olive oil beside her.

This was good stuff, a superb beauty and skincare product. Nan Nan proudly poured the olive oil onto her chest. The slightly viscous olive oil immediately flowed onto her smooth skin. Her slender hands rubbed the oil all over her body, her alluring and slightly provocative manner making the man on the other side of the glass blush even more. "

If you're uncomfortable, don't force yourself!" Nan Nan chuckled smugly, extremely proud of her charm. She pointed to Ai Chou's pants and made a gesture to pull them down. Ai Chou inside was slightly startled, then, as if she had thought of something, she simply stopped being coy and pulled down her pants in one go.

Instantly, a menacing, erect member was revealed, making Nan Nan slightly dizzy.

The Twelfth Young Master's thing wasn't particularly thick, but it was extremely long, looking rather frightening.

Did you think I was afraid? Nan Nan was unaware that a sickly flush had already spread across her face. The effects of the aphrodisiac oil and alcohol had already influenced her thinking, subtly altering her subconscious. The old Nan Nan would never have done such a thing.

Seeing the Twelfth Young Master pull down his pants, Nan Nan naturally took it as a provocation. She immediately poured out more olive oil and applied it to her body in an even more seductive and provocative manner. Her delicate hands frequently brushed over her snow-white, full breasts, gently kneading and shaping the beautiful flesh.

At this moment, Nan Nan's entire body shimmered with the glistening color of olive oil, draping her fair and perfect body in a devilish cloak of temptation, enough to make any man dazzled.

Ai Chou's breathing was already somewhat rapid. She wasn't unfamiliar with beautiful women, nor with naked women, but she had never seen anyone as alluring and seductive as the girl before her.

She chuckled, clearly half-losing her senses. Whenever this sensitive young woman was aroused, she would exhibit slightly frantic and irrational behavior, and in this environment and state, she was finding it increasingly difficult to control herself.

Aren't all men like this? Nan Nan shook the remaining half-bottle of olive oil in her hand, squeezed some sunscreen into it, shook it casually, and then poured it over herself again.

Time was running out; she had already wasted too much time. But that wasn't the main point. The main point was that Nan Nan felt that if this continued, her lust might overwhelm her reason, leading her to do something outrageous. She only liked excitement and exposure, but she didn't want to be a man's plaything or sex slave! Nan Nan's smooth, olive-scented hands brushed across her slender waist, then rested on her long, beautiful legs, widening the gap between them even further. Ai Chou's gaze was immediately captivated by the breathtaking sight.

Seeing Ai Chou's stunned expression, Nan Nan chuckled softly, hesitating slightly, but quickly made her decision. She gently sat up, and to Twelve Young Master's astonishment, parted her legs, completely exposing her exquisite private parts to his gaze.

Twelve Young Master swallowed hard, hardly believing his eyes. She was truly a perfect beauty; even her most intimate parts were so beautiful and alluring. He was a seasoned veteran of love, having seen countless beauties.

However, beneath the beautiful exteriors of those women, certain parts of their bodies were less than satisfactory—either too dark or unattractive. But what shocked him was the breathtaking beauty before him, whose origins and name were unknown. Her labia were so pink and translucent, practically a textbook example, not like a woman's most private parts, but like a work of art.

She was covered in sunscreen, and the bottle still held a full finger's width of olive oil. With a wicked grin, Nan Nan slowly rubbed the bottle's tip between her labia, her breathing becoming rapid.

She had been able to control her desires before, but she had forgotten her sensitive constitution, especially after being given an aphrodisiac by Sasha. Now, as the smooth tip of the bottle moved between her petals, she immediately knew something was wrong.

The man opposite her was staring intently, only a foot away from her most delicate and private clitoris. What was she doing? Not only had the man seen her naked body, but even her most private parts had been exposed. Now, he couldn't stop; what did he want?

Her breathing grew increasingly rapid, especially with the man's gaze fixed on her, which acted like an aphrodisiac, making her unbearably lustful. Her lower body was constantly wet, and her nectar gushed out wildly. Suddenly,

her hand trembled, and the remaining olive oil on her fingertip spilled out completely. At that moment, Nan Nan's legs parted, and her two pink petals opened slightly like a small mouth. Instantly, the olive oil flowed into that open opening.

This was like a handful of oil being poured onto a bonfire. The sudden influx of cool olive oil into her hot, burning honey pot did not extinguish the raging lust; instead, under this unique stimulation, it ignited Nan Nan's desire in an instant, almost burning everything in its path.

In the next era, she no longer cared about the man in front of her. Her slender, long fingers quickly manipulated the glistening pink protrusion, and her fingers couldn't help but slip into her body, into that narrow, moist, and now incredibly slippery cavity.

Because it was at the bottom of the bottle, there was still a lot of unmelted sunscreen inside, which was now all swallowed by that open little mouth. When Nan Nan's fingers probed inside, it wasn't just a slippery feeling, but also a slightly sticky and sticky sensation, which brought waves of erotic feelings.

Twelve Young Master stared blankly, incredulously at the scene unfolding before him. The girl's faint moans and gasps slowly drifted over, and the warbling sounds of her little bed made his lust surge. He grabbed a pair of empty petals and quickly began to draw on Nan Nan, who was masturbating.

At this moment, Nan Nan had already forgotten everything. Her fingers kept moving in and out of her most sensitive parts, and the narrow, hot honey pot seemed to suck her fingers hard like a little mouth, bringing even more intense stimulation.

"My God!"

Nan Nan's body twisted involuntarily. Due to the large movement, the linen cloth above her head suddenly covered her, completely covering her upper body. At this moment, she reached the edge of the peak of excitement.

With a plaintive, trembling moan, a thick, honey-like liquid, a mixture of olive oil and sunscreen, gushed out. Coincidentally, Nan Nan's other hand was rubbing the wide-mouthed olive oil bottle against the petals; a violent, rapid gush of fluid poured into the bottle, and with Nan Nan's slight convulsions, it continued to overflow, almost filling the bottle completely.

She didn't know how much time had passed; Nan Nan didn't even want to move a finger. The bright sunlight on her face seemed to remind her of her current predicament, and that there was a man not far away.

Touching the veil on her face, Nan Nan adjusted it, then pulled down the linen cloth covering her head, only to find Ai Chou frantically putting something under the table.

Nan Nan immediately became suspicious, her brows furrowing. She crawled to the glass and pointed to where he had placed it, out of sight.

Seeing this, Ai Chou had no choice but to helplessly hold up a piece of paper. It was an oil painting that hadn't completely dried yet. The pink color stood out starkly against the white paper, and a delicate pink cockscomb flower was about to bloom. The shape and color made Nan Nan blush. It was exactly like her lower body when she looked in the mirror! Especially since the cockscomb flower was painted so large, dozens of times larger than the original reference. "You painted my private parts almost a meter big? Are you planning to use it as a mirror when you get back?"

She beckoned with her finger, pretending to be angry, and the Twelfth Young Master dejectedly handed the painting out through the crack in the window.

Nan Nan looked at his gloomy face with amusement, and a thought suddenly occurred to her. Half-bent over, Nan Nan used the canvas to wipe the area under the sink, and also to wipe off any excess grease from her body. She placed the painting flat on the sink, carefully sat down in a brightly colored spot, and then, in a very strange posture, pressed her two petals firmly into the blank space.

A huge cockscomb flower, with two rounded, prominent buttocks below, and a small petal beside it, vaguely revealing the outline of a woman's lower body. "

Alright, that's my signature!" With a mischievous smile, Nan Nan slipped the painting through the crack in the window to the dumbfounded Ai Chou. Before he could recover, she grabbed the linen cloth from the floor and quickly slipped away in another direction; she had taken too long and it was time to go.

Only Twelve Young Master remained, staring blankly at the mess outside the window. A bottle of olive oil, half-filled with an unknown liquid, stood quietly beside the bed, and he still clutched a painting in his hand. What Nan Nan didn't see was that a high-precision SLR camera was quietly placed at the feet of the twelfth young master.

After searching several classrooms, Nan Nan finally found a window with a broken pane, and a weight was lifted from her heart. She carefully and laboriously reached inside, opened the window, and saw that the dilapidated classroom was still empty. She breathed a long sigh of relief; her arduous journey was finally over.

Quickly putting on her shoes, holding a scarf in one hand and a large wad of linen in the other, Nan Nan quietly opened the classroom door. The corridor was still quiet. To the right, separated by a classroom, was that damned fire barrier.

She had finally successfully avoided these two barriers blocking the corridor on the outside of the teaching building. Nan Nan couldn't help but feel proud of her cleverness. She opened the door, turned, and headed towards the corner. Once she passed the corner, went down the stairs, and opened the side window on the first floor, she would have successfully crossed from the east side of the campus to the west side—what a feat!

Just as Nan Nan was about to quietly leave, a cough came from behind her. "Beautiful lady, do you think you can just leave like this?" The voice belonged to Twelve Young Master Ai Chou. Nan Nan sighed inwardly, put on her sunglasses, took out a thin scarf to cover half her face, and slowly turned her head.

On the other side of the firebreak in the distance, Twelve Young Master Ai Chou was holding a drawing board, on which a captivatingly beautiful fairy was displaying her alluring figure.

"Don't you want to see your own work?"

Clearly, Ai Chou understood women's hearts very well. Even selfies require careful examination; with such a portrait before them, what girl could resist her curiosity?

A smug smile played on her lips as she watched the naked girl approach. Without the glass barrier, the girl's smooth, white skin and curvaceous, hot figure made her even more alluring.

Only she was worthy of such a woman; such a woman should be kept in her studio, admired and painted daily, only then could she do justice to such unparalleled beauty. As long as this girl gets close, he'll use his silver tongue to make her submit to him; he's confident in that.

Finally, the girl's naked figure draws closer, and Ai Chou can't help but feel overjoyed. But then he sees the girl standing warily a meter away from the fireproof fence.

"Won't you come closer? Don't worry, I won't hurt you!"

Ai Chou says gently, setting his drawing board aside and extending one hand through the half-foot-square fireproof fence.

To his surprise, the girl, seeing his hand reach out, subtly moves closer, which makes Ai Chou extend his arm even further. Closer, closer! Ai Chou's heart pounds. The closer he observes the girl, the more breathtaking her beauty becomes, especially her pair of firm, voluptuous breasts as they subtly approach his hand. He feels inexplicably excited, and his other hand involuntarily reaches out from behind the fence.

Finally, his fingers touched the long-awaited treasure. Ai Chou's hands tentatively grasped Nan Nan's incredibly round and smooth breasts, his hands constantly squeezing together, feeling the pinkness and elasticity of this peerless beauty

. Just as he was lost in ecstasy, the girl suddenly rushed in front of him, instantly grabbing his hands tightly, his hands covered in a smooth, fragrant liquid! ·

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