My girlfriend Qiqi's driving lessons

This sweltering summer heat is almost unbearable. "Why isn't the coach here yet?"

Qiqi asked me impatiently, her other hand wiping away sweat with a tissue. She's my girlfriend, whom I met in my sophomore year. She's in the same class as me and is usually a bit absent-minded. "He should be here soon. He said he'd be here in ten minutes, but he's taking so long,"

I explained, fanning myself with the hem of my short-sleeved shirt. It was hot air, but better than nothing.

During my freshman year, I didn't enroll in driving school for various reasons. It wasn't until the beginning of this semester that I heard from several close classmates that they had already obtained their driver's licenses. Only then did I start frantically looking for a driving school and instructor. Through the introduction of those close friends, I enrolled in this Cheng Chung Driving School. However, the instructor was not the one who taught them before, but a different one. His surname was Chen, but I didn't remember his given name. Whatever, as long as I can pass the test, any instructor is fine.

While I was still cursing Coach Chen for being late, a black Volkswagen slowly drove up across the street. I didn't know much about the specific model, but I could tell from the car's appearance that it was an old car. The car stopped on the side of the road directly in front of us, and a head popped out of the window and waved to us. Although he was wearing sunglasses, I recognized him immediately. It was Coach Chen, the fat guy who had kept us waiting for so long! I quickly grabbed Qiqi and walked across the street.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, the student in front of me couldn't learn it, so I spent a little extra time teaching him. Did he cause trouble? Hahaha."

"Oh, it's okay, we only waited a little while."

Looking at his fake smile and yellowed teeth, I felt really disgusted, but I still had to be polite to him on the surface. Otherwise, what if he made things difficult for us during the teaching process?

"Come on in, it's not so hot inside."

He gestured for us to get in the car. Just as I was about to open the passenger door, Qiqi suddenly called out to me, "Hey, you go to the back, I'll sit in the front."

"Okay."

Although I didn't quite understand, I agreed. When I got into the back seat, I realized why Qiqi had chosen the passenger seat. There was a thick cooling mat on the passenger seat, while the back seat had nothing on it, just a leather seat. After a hot afternoon of sun exposure, the leather seat was like a volcano. As soon as I sat down, I completely understood what it meant to have a burning butt. Luckily, I was wearing a pair of capri jeans, which helped to block some of the heat.

"Okay, all set, we're off."

"Okay, all set."

Coach Chen released the handbrake, shifted gears, and drove towards Cheng-Jung Driving School. That driving school was quite a distance from our school; even by taxi, it would take at least half an hour. The hot air blowing in through the car window and the long journey made me start to feel drowsy. I leaned back in my seat, my head naturally tilting to one side, my mind half-asleep.

"You're sophomores now, right?"

"Yes, this is the first semester of our sophomore year."

Perhaps to pass the time, Coach Chen started chatting with us, but I was already completely drowsy and didn't want to move, let alone speak. My girlfriend, Kiki, had to answer.

"Oh, I had a few students here before, all sophomores, named Zhao Jian. I think he was from your school too. Do you know him?"

"No, we were introduced by that Li Jinhao."

The Li Jinhao Qiqi mentioned is one of my best friends. We always hang out together, and Qiqi is quite familiar with him. As for this Zhao Jian, she'd never heard of him. "Oh, is that right? Isn't Li Jinhao the slightly chubby one who wears glasses?"

"Yes, that's him."

"Oh, I remember now. He learned pretty quickly. Another instructor was teaching them at the time, but that instructor had something come up, so I took over for a while."

It seems we have a connection with Instructor Chen. "Oh, I see. How's his learning going? I think he'll get his license soon."

Qiqi, probably worried about making the instructor feel awkward since he was always the one talking, casually asked a question to chat with him. "He's good. He's quite smart. Learning to drive isn't difficult. As long as you follow my method, you'll definitely pass."

"Really? That's great! It's so hot these days, I'd be dying of heat if I had to practice a few more times."

Whether Coach Chen was bragging or genuinely skilled, Qiqi seemed quite pleased after hearing his words. "Haha, hot, huh? It is quite hot these days. I have a fan here, take it and use it to cool down."

As he spoke, Coach Chen slowed down, freeing his right hand to reach for the storage compartment in the middle of the seat. He opened it and took out a small black folding fan, handing it to Qiqi. Just as Qiqi was about to reach out to take it, he let go beforehand, and the folding fan fell to Qiqi's feet.

"Oops, I dropped it."

"It's okay, I'll get it."

Luckily, it only fell to her feet. Qiqi bent down and groped for it.

But she didn't know that a pair of thieving eyes were staring at her pink underwear peeking out from the gap in her shorts as she bent over. Those eyes, of course, belonged to that fat Coach Chen.

Although I leaned back and didn't say anything, as if I were asleep, I was actually still awake. Especially when I inadvertently noticed that Coach Chen's eyes kept glancing at Qiqi, I immediately became alert. Under the cover of her sunglasses, Qiqi naturally didn't know that Coach Chen had actually looked her over the whole way.

This fatso was quite proper when we got on the bus, but I didn't expect him to show his true colors so quickly. He probably saw that I was asleep in the back, which is why he dared to blatantly ogle my girlfriend's body. The dazed Kiki didn't realize that not only had her body and thighs been seen, but now even the color and pattern of her underwear were known.

"Okay, found it, I'm dying of heat."

"Hehe, turn it on and fan yourself, it'll cool you down."

Qiqi turned on the folding fan and fanned herself vigorously a few times, instantly dispelling most of the heat. She was still smiling foolishly, unaware that the old lecher next to her had just taken advantage of her. I saw all of this but didn't remind her, because the little devil inside me was acting up again. It had been a long time since I had exposed my silly little girlfriend, and today might be a rare opportunity.

Amidst the rambling, aimless conversation between Qiqi and Coach Chen, we finally arrived at Cheng Chung Driving School. To call it a driving school was a bit of a stretch; it was more like an open space enclosed by several walls. Only the few training cars slowly moving around and the densely painted driving routes and markings on the ground told us that this was indeed a driving school.

"We're here. This is our driving school. I'll teach you some basics first. Practice these a few times."

After saying that, Instructor Chen drove to a large, empty area, stepped on the brake, released the handbrake, and began explaining to us which was the handbrake, which was the clutch, which gear we should shift into during practice, and the correct way to turn the steering wheel. If we couldn't even do these simple things, wouldn't that be an insult to our intelligence as college students? After he finished explaining, he let us sit in the driver's seat to practice, while he sat in the passenger seat to give us instructions.

When it comes to learning to drive, boys seem to have an innate talent. Stepping on the brake, releasing the handbrake, shifting gears, and releasing the clutch are all too easy for them. After practicing three or four times, Coach Chen smiled and said, "Not bad," and let me switch to let Qiqi practice. I sat in the back and watched her learn.

Girls aren't really good at driving, especially someone like Qiqi who's timid. When she released the clutch too much and the car sped up, she became so nervous and scared that she couldn't even tell left from right. Luckily, the instructor's car had a brake on the passenger side, otherwise I was really worried she'd crash into the wall.

"Don't be afraid, I can use the brake here. Just drive confidently and boldly. Yes, like that, good, good, a little to the left, very good."

I have to say, Instructor Chen's teaching skills are quite good. He wasn't as rude as I had imagined. Maybe it's because Qiqi is a girl. If it were a boy, he probably would have been scolded long ago if he couldn't learn these few steps in half a day.

"A little to the left, a little further, yes, that's it."

Having already made up my mind, I naturally observed Coach Chen's every move carefully. Now, under the guise of instructing Qiqi, he directly covered Qiqi's hand holding the steering wheel with his thick, large hand, while talking about some teaching points and steps. The dazed Qiqi was concentrating on learning to drive, her mind highly focused, and she didn't notice Coach Chen's large hand constantly touching her small hand.

"Relax, don't be so tense, be natural. Don't lean your neck back. Are you uncomfortable sitting here? Adjust your seat,"

Coach Chen said patiently. "Seat? How do I adjust it?"

"It's right next to me. I'll do it. You concentrate on driving. Be sure to keep a steady pace. Don't go too fast, or we'll all be in danger."

After hearing Coach Chen's words, Qiqi didn't dare to relax even a little. She was ten times more tense and focused than before, afraid that something might happen. As soon as Coach Chen finished speaking, he turned around and bent down under Qiqi's seat. He moved it a few times, and Qiqi's seat moved forward a little.

"Is it okay?"

"Yes, it's okay."

You could tell how nervous Qiqi was just by listening to her voice. "Don't be nervous, relax your feet, you don't need to keep your foot on the brake, relax."

After adjusting the seat, Coach Chen didn't get up immediately. Instead, he reached out and touched Qiqi's right calf, which was on the brake. After the vaccination instruction just now, Qiqi didn't feel panicked or uncomfortable when a hand suddenly appeared on her calf. The silly girl thought that Coach Chen was instructing her on the steps, but she didn't know that her calf had been touched by this old lecher several times.

While adjusting the seats, Coach Chen probably got a good look at Qiqi's fair legs. Because of the weather, Qiqi was only wearing very short shorts, exposing her long, fair legs, which made one want to lick them. But if

it went on too long, it would definitely arouse suspicion, especially since I, her boyfriend, was sitting behind her. Coach Chen, having satisfied his lust, returned to his seat. "Kangming, it's your turn to drive. This time, let's try out the testing area."

We had been practicing right-angle turns casually in an open space. Coach Chen, seeing that we were almost done, let me take over. We drove to the mock test course with its marked road lines to experience the real test. Qiqi got out of the car and I took over the driver's seat while she watched from the back. At first, it went smoothly, but I kept crossing the line when I got to the corners. Coach Chen corrected me three or four times, but I still made the same mistake. He started to get more and more impatient, and his voice became louder.

"Turn! Hurry up! Oh dear, you're going too slow like this. Don't go 90 degrees all at once, correct it slowly! You! Ugh."

I guessed he had already cursed my parents out in his mind. My nervousness made me make mistakes again and again. "Stop for a minute."

Qiqi behind me suddenly signaled me to stop. I stopped and turned around to look at her curiously. "I need to use the restroom. Where is it?"

The last question was directed at Coach Chen. "Oh, it's the small one next to the garage." "A bungalow, see it?"

Coach Chen pointed ahead. Qiqi confirmed the location and opened the car door to go to the restroom. "Let's continue."

Although I still touched the line this time, Coach Chen said it was better than before, which relaxed me a lot. Sure enough, the saying that you shouldn't let your girlfriend watch you play basketball is true. Because having someone you know nearby will inevitably make you nervous, and the more nervous you are, the worse you'll perform. I guess that's the same principle as before.

"Kangming, you keep practicing, walk slowly, don't rush, you have to be steady, okay? I'm going to get a drink of water."

I nodded, stopped the car again, watched Fatty Chen leave, and continued practicing.

Actually, the driving school's office was right next to the restroom, probably designed so that students wouldn't have to walk back and forth on such a hot day. Instructor Chen took a sip of water in the office, looked out the window at Kang Ming's training car, and his heart was pounding. Taking advantage of a break while Kang Ming was focused on practicing turning, Instructor Chen quickly ran to the restroom.

Because the driving school was just a converted old building, the restroom was very basic, without even separate men's and women's restrooms. In other words, men and women shared the same restroom. Fortunately, the cubicles were boarded up. When Qiqi came in earlier, she was also startled. It turned out that a male student was urinating at a standing urinal, and she immediately saw what she shouldn't have seen.

Fortunately, the male student was quite well-behaved. Upon noticing a girl coming in, he hurriedly put on his pants and ran out. Qiqi looked at the male student's back and then at the simple toilet. Helplessly, she chose a relatively clean cubicle to relieve herself.

Just then, Coach Chen ran in and saw that the toilet was empty. He guessed that Qiqi was still relieving herself in the cubicle. He tiptoed through each cubicle and quickly found Qiqi's location. He chose the closest one, went in, and closed the door. The cubicles were separated by thin wooden boards, which were quite worn. Coach Chen touched and pried at one section of the board. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a movable mechanism. The boards were hollow, and the small door was just sandwiched in the middle. It could be opened by pushing or pulling.

Coach Chen, filled with excitement, approached the wooden board. His eyes widened as he saw Qiqi, her pants down, exposing her pale buttocks, straining to defecate. Some of her excrement was already in the toilet bowl.

Fatty Chen watched all this, his throat tightening. Suddenly, an idea struck him. He quickly reached into his pants, pulled out his phone, and snapped over a dozen photos of Qiqi, recording her unsightly defecation. After he finished, Qiqi had almost finished. She flushed, put her pants back on, and opened the toilet door to leave. Fatty Chen rushed out and blocked her way.

The sudden appearance of the figure startled Qiqi. When she recognized Coach Chen, she blushed and prepared to leave. "Qiqi, why are you walking so fast? I have something to show you."

Qiqi was stopped by him and turned around to look at him in confusion. Fatty Chen took out his phone and turned the screen to show her the photos of people defecating that he had just secretly taken. "You, you, you..."

Qiqi looked at herself in the photos, speechless with surprise. "Your butt is really pretty."

Fatty Chen looked at her with a lewd expression. "You pervert!"

After saying that, Qiqi turned around angrily and tried to escape. Are you trying to let your boyfriend Kangming find out? "With so many people here, do you want him to become famous, or do you want all those netizens to see this?" Qiqi was startled by his words and stood there, unsure of what to do. Seeing that the time was right, Fatty Chen grabbed Qiqi, covered her mouth with one hand, and shoved her into a cubicle.

"You slut! Stop pretending to be so high and mighty! You're not even wearing underwear, you slut! Delete the photos after I've had my fun."

It turned out that when Fatty Chen was adjusting Qiqi's seat, he noticed that she wasn't wearing underwear. From that moment on, he assumed she was a slut. Qiqi nodded tearfully and aggrievedly. Fatty Chen pressed her down to squat, quickly unbuckled his belt, revealing his penis. No one knew how many days it had been since he had washed it; there was a strong smell of urine as soon as you got close. Qiqi instinctively backed away.

"Damn it, stop pretending! Lick it properly!"

Fatty Chen pressed down on Qiqi's head and shoved his penis into her mouth. Qiqi had no choice but to open her mouth and take his dirty, small penis in. "Oh, it feels so fucking good! Lick it properly!"

Qiqi used all the oral skills she usually used on me, and within minutes Fatty Chen had surrendered. "Swallow it!"

Seeing Fatty Chen's ferocious expression, Qiqi actually did as he said and swallowed his foul-smelling semen mouthful by mouthful. "Okay, this..." "Alright, as long as you behave, I won't tell your boyfriend, and I'll keep the photos for now."

Unexpectedly, this Fatty Chen was such a faithless person. "You're untrustworthy!"

Qiqi said angrily. "I'm not untrustworthy! I never said I'd return the photos to you, hahaha. It's almost time, I'll take you home, hahaha."

After saying that, Fatty Chen ignored what Qiqi was saying and walked out. "Kangming, it's almost time, let's stop practicing for today. I'll take you home."

"Okay."

Having been practicing driving the whole time, I had no idea what had just happened. I only felt that on the way back, Instructor Chen had a smile on his face, and that smile seemed to be directed at me.

This sweltering summer heat is almost unbearable. "Why isn't the coach here yet?"

Qiqi asked me impatiently, her other hand wiping away sweat with a tissue. She's my girlfriend, whom I met in my sophomore year. She's in the same class as me and is usually a bit absent-minded. "He should be here soon. He said he'd be here in ten minutes, but he's taking so long,"

I explained, fanning myself with the hem of my short-sleeved shirt. It was hot air, but better than nothing.

During my freshman year, I didn't enroll in driving school for various reasons. It wasn't until the beginning of this semester that I heard from several close classmates that they had already obtained their driver's licenses. Only then did I start frantically looking for a driving school and instructor. Through the introduction of those close friends, I enrolled in this Cheng Chung Driving School. However, the instructor was not the one who taught them before, but a different one. His surname was Chen, but I didn't remember his given name. Whatever, as long as I can pass the test, any instructor is fine.

While I was still cursing Coach Chen for being late, a black Volkswagen slowly drove up across the street. I didn't know much about the specific model, but I could tell from the car's appearance that it was an old car. The car stopped on the side of the road directly in front of us, and a head popped out of the window and waved to us. Although he was wearing sunglasses, I recognized him immediately. It was Coach Chen, the fat guy who had kept us waiting for so long! I quickly grabbed Qiqi and walked across the street.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, the student in front of me couldn't learn it, so I spent a little extra time teaching him. Did he cause trouble? Hahaha."

"Oh, it's okay, we only waited a little while."

Looking at his fake smile and yellowed teeth, I felt really disgusted, but I still had to be polite to him on the surface. Otherwise, what if he made things difficult for us during the teaching process?

"Come on in, it's not so hot inside."

He gestured for us to get in the car. Just as I was about to open the passenger door, Qiqi suddenly called out to me, "Hey, you go to the back, I'll sit in the front."

"Okay."

Although I didn't quite understand, I agreed. When I got into the back seat, I realized why Qiqi had chosen the passenger seat. There was a thick cooling mat on the passenger seat, while the back seat had nothing on it, just a leather seat. After a hot afternoon of sun exposure, the leather seat was like a volcano. As soon as I sat down, I completely understood what it meant to have a burning butt. Luckily, I was wearing a pair of capri jeans, which helped to block some of the heat.

"Okay, all set, we're off."

"Okay, all set."

Coach Chen released the handbrake, shifted gears, and drove towards Cheng-Jung Driving School. That driving school was quite a distance from our school; even by taxi, it would take at least half an hour. The hot air blowing in through the car window and the long journey made me start to feel drowsy. I leaned back in my seat, my head naturally tilting to one side, my mind half-asleep.

"You're sophomores now, right?"

"Yes, this is the first semester of our sophomore year."

Perhaps to pass the time, Coach Chen started chatting with us, but I was already completely drowsy and didn't want to move, let alone speak. My girlfriend, Kiki, had to answer.

"Oh, I had a few students here before, all sophomores, named Zhao Jian. I think he was from your school too. Do you know him?"

"No, we were introduced by that Li Jinhao."

The Li Jinhao Qiqi mentioned is one of my best friends. We always hang out together, and Qiqi is quite familiar with him. As for this Zhao Jian, she'd never heard of him. "Oh, is that right? Isn't Li Jinhao the slightly chubby one who wears glasses?"

"Yes, that's him."

"Oh, I remember now. He learned pretty quickly. Another instructor was teaching them at the time, but that instructor had something come up, so I took over for a while."

It seems we have a connection with Instructor Chen. "Oh, I see. How's his learning going? I think he'll get his license soon."

Qiqi, probably worried about making the instructor feel awkward since he was always the one talking, casually asked a question to chat with him. "He's good. He's quite smart. Learning to drive isn't difficult. As long as you follow my method, you'll definitely pass."

"Really? That's great! It's so hot these days, I'd be dying of heat if I had to practice a few more times."

Whether Coach Chen was bragging or genuinely skilled, Qiqi seemed quite pleased after hearing his words. "Haha, hot, huh? It is quite hot these days. I have a fan here, take it and use it to cool down."

As he spoke, Coach Chen slowed down, freeing his right hand to reach for the storage compartment in the middle of the seat. He opened it and took out a small black folding fan, handing it to Qiqi. Just as Qiqi was about to reach out to take it, he let go beforehand, and the folding fan fell to Qiqi's feet.

"Oops, I dropped it."

"It's okay, I'll get it."

Luckily, it only fell to her feet. Qiqi bent down and groped for it.

But she didn't know that a pair of thieving eyes were staring at her pink underwear peeking out from the gap in her shorts as she bent over. Those eyes, of course, belonged to that fat Coach Chen.

Although I leaned back and didn't say anything, as if I were asleep, I was actually still awake. Especially when I inadvertently noticed that Coach Chen's eyes kept glancing at Qiqi, I immediately became alert. Under the cover of her sunglasses, Qiqi naturally didn't know that Coach Chen had actually looked her over the whole way.

This fatso was quite proper when we got on the bus, but I didn't expect him to show his true colors so quickly. He probably saw I was asleep in the back, which is why he dared to blatantly ogle my girlfriend's body. The dazed Kiki didn't even realize that not only had her body and thighs been thoroughly examined, but now even the color and pattern of her underwear were known.

"Okay, found it. I'm dying of heat."

"Hehe, open it and fan yourself, it'll cool you down."

Qiqi opened the folding fan and fanned herself vigorously a few times, instantly dispelling most of the heat. She was still smiling foolishly, unaware that the old lecher next to her had just taken advantage of her. I saw all of this but didn't remind her, because the little devil inside me was acting up again. It had been a long time since I had exposed my silly little girlfriend, and today might be a rare opportunity.

Amidst the rambling, aimless conversation between Qiqi and Coach Chen, we finally arrived at Cheng Chung Driving School. To call it a driving school was a bit of a stretch; it was more like an open space enclosed by several walls. Only the few training cars slowly moving around and the densely painted driving routes and markings on the ground told us that this was indeed a driving school.

"We're here. This is our driving school. I'll teach you some basics first. Practice these a few times."

After saying that, Instructor Chen drove to a large, empty area, stepped on the brake, released the handbrake, and began explaining to us which was the handbrake, which was the clutch, which gear we should shift into during practice, and the correct way to turn the steering wheel. If we couldn't even do these simple things, wouldn't that be an insult to our intelligence as college students? After he finished explaining, he let us sit in the driver's seat to practice, while he sat in the passenger seat to give us instructions.

When it comes to learning to drive, boys seem to have an innate talent. Stepping on the brake, releasing the handbrake, shifting gears, and releasing the clutch are all too easy for them. After practicing three or four times, Instructor Chen smiled and said, "Not bad," and let me switch to Qiqi. I sat in the back and watched her learn.

Girls aren't really good at driving, especially someone as timid as Qiqi. When she released the clutch too much and the car sped up, she became so nervous and scared that she couldn't even tell left from right. Luckily, the instructor's car had a brake in the passenger seat, otherwise I was really worried we'd crash into the wall.

"Don't be afraid, I can use the brakes here. Just drive confidently and boldly. Yes, like this. Good, good. A little to the left, very good."

It has to be said that Coach Chen's teaching level is quite good. He wasn't as rude as I had imagined. Perhaps it's because Qiqi is a girl. If it were a boy, he probably would have been scolded long ago if he couldn't learn these steps in half a day.

"A little to the left, a little further, yes, that's it."

Having already made up my mind, I naturally observed Coach Chen's every move carefully. Now, under the guise of instructing Qiqi, he directly covered Qiqi's hand holding the steering wheel with his thick, large hand, while talking about some teaching points and steps. The dazed Qiqi was concentrating on learning to drive, her mind highly focused, and she didn't notice Coach Chen's large hand constantly touching her small hand.

"Relax, don't be so tense, be natural. Don't lean your neck back. Are you uncomfortable sitting here? Adjust your seat,"

Coach Chen said patiently. "Seat? How do I adjust it?"

"It's right next to me. I'll do it. You concentrate on driving. Be sure to keep a steady pace. Don't go too fast, or we'll all be in danger."

After hearing Coach Chen's words, Qiqi didn't dare to relax even a little. She was ten times more tense and focused than before, afraid that something might happen. As soon as Coach Chen finished speaking, he turned around and bent down under Qiqi's seat. He moved it a few times, and Qiqi's seat moved forward a little.

"Is it okay?"

"Yes, it's okay."

You could tell how nervous Qiqi was just by listening to her voice. "Don't be nervous, relax your feet, you don't need to keep your foot on the brake, relax."

After adjusting the seat, Coach Chen didn't get up immediately. Instead, he reached out and touched Qiqi's right calf, which was on the brake. After the vaccination instruction just now, Qiqi didn't feel panicked or uncomfortable when a hand suddenly appeared on her calf. The silly girl thought that Coach Chen was instructing her on the steps, but she didn't know that her calf had been touched by this old lecher several times.

While adjusting the seats, Coach Chen probably got a good look at Qiqi's fair legs. Because of the weather, Qiqi was only wearing very short shorts, exposing her long, fair legs, which made one want to lick them. But if

it went on too long, it would definitely arouse suspicion, especially since I, her boyfriend, was sitting behind her. Coach Chen, having satisfied his lust, returned to his seat. "Kangming, it's your turn to drive. This time, let's try out the testing area."

We had been practicing right-angle turns casually in an open space. Coach Chen, seeing that we were almost done, let me take over. We drove to the mock test course with its marked road lines to experience the real test. Qiqi got out of the car and I took over the driver's seat while she watched from the back. At first, it went smoothly, but I kept crossing the line when I got to the corners. Coach Chen corrected me three or four times, but I still made the same mistake. He started to get more and more impatient, and his voice became louder.

"Turn! Hurry up! Oh dear, you're going too slow like this. Don't go 90 degrees all at once, correct it slowly! You! Ugh."

I guessed he had already cursed my parents out in his mind. My nervousness made me make mistakes again and again. "Stop for a minute."

Qiqi behind me suddenly signaled me to stop. I stopped and turned around to look at her curiously. "I need to use the restroom. Where is it?"

The last question was directed at Coach Chen. "Oh, it's the small one next to the garage." "A bungalow, see it?"

Coach Chen pointed ahead. Qiqi confirmed the location and opened the car door to go to the restroom. "Let's continue."

Although I still touched the line this time, Coach Chen said it was better than before, which relaxed me a lot. Sure enough, the saying that you shouldn't let your girlfriend watch you play basketball is true. Because having someone you know nearby will inevitably make you nervous, and the more nervous you are, the worse you'll perform. I guess that's the same principle as before.

"Kangming, you keep practicing, walk slowly, don't rush, you have to be steady, okay? I'm going to get a drink of water."

I nodded, stopped the car again, watched Fatty Chen leave, and continued practicing.

Actually, the driving school's office was right next to the restroom, probably designed so that students wouldn't have to walk back and forth on such a hot day. Instructor Chen took a sip of water in the office, looked out the window at Kang Ming's training car, and his heart was pounding. Taking advantage of a break while Kang Ming was focused on practicing turning, Instructor Chen quickly ran to the restroom.

Because the driving school was just a converted old building, the restroom was very basic, without even separate men's and women's restrooms. In other words, men and women shared the same restroom. Fortunately, the cubicles were boarded up. When Qiqi came in earlier, she was also startled. It turned out that a male student was urinating at a standing urinal, and she immediately saw what she shouldn't have seen.

Fortunately, the male student was quite well-behaved. Upon noticing a girl coming in, he hurriedly put on his pants and ran out. Qiqi looked at the male student's back and then at the simple toilet. Helplessly, she chose a relatively clean cubicle to relieve herself.

Just then, Coach Chen ran in and saw that the toilet was empty. He guessed that Qiqi was still relieving herself in the cubicle. He tiptoed through each cubicle and quickly found Qiqi's location. He chose the closest one, went in, and closed the door. The cubicles were separated by thin wooden boards, which were quite worn. Coach Chen touched and pried at one section of the board. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a movable mechanism. The boards were hollow, and the small door was just sandwiched in the middle. It could be opened by pushing or pulling.

Coach Chen excitedly approached the wooden board. The two-colored eyes were wide open when they saw Qiqi taking off her pants, revealing her tender white buttocks, and concentrating her strength to defecate. There was already some of her previous excrement in the toilet bowl.

Fatty Chen saw all of this and felt his throat was about to burst. Suddenly, he remembered something, quickly reached into his pants, pulled out his phone, and snapped a dozen photos of Qiqi in one go, recording the unsightly state of her defecating. After he finished taking the photos, Qiqi had almost finished as well. She pressed the flush button, put on her pants, opened the toilet door, and prepared to leave. Fatty Chen rushed out before her and blocked her way.

The sudden appearance of the figure startled Qiqi. When she recognized Coach Chen, she blushed and prepared to leave. "Qiqi, why are you walking so fast? I have something to show you."

Qiqi was stopped by him and turned around to look at him in confusion. Fatty Chen took out his phone and turned the screen to show her the photos of people defecating that he had just secretly taken. "You, you, you..."

Qiqi looked at herself in the photos, speechless with surprise. "Your butt is really pretty."

Fatty Chen looked at her with a lewd expression. "You pervert!"

After saying that, Qiqi turned around angrily and tried to escape. Are you trying to let your boyfriend Kangming find out? "With so many people here, do you want him to become famous, or do you want all those netizens to see this?" Qiqi was startled by his words and stood there, not knowing what to do. Seeing that the time was almost right, Fatty Chen grabbed Qiqi, covered her mouth with one hand, and hid in the cubicle.

"You slut! Stop pretending to be so high and mighty, you're not even wearing underwear, you slut! Delete the photos after I've had my fun."

It turned out that when Fatty Chen was adjusting Qiqi's seat earlier, he noticed that she wasn't wearing underwear. From that moment on, he was convinced that she was a slut. Qiqi nodded tearfully and aggrievedly. Fatty Chen pressed her down to squat, quickly unbuckled his belt to reveal his penis. It was hard to tell how many days it had been since he had washed it; there was a strong smell of urine as soon as you got close. Qiqi instinctively backed away.

"Damn it, stop pretending! Lick it properly!"

Fatty Chen pressed down on Qiqi's head and shoved his penis into her mouth. Qiqi had no choice but to open her mouth and take his dirty, small penis in. "Oh, it feels so fucking good! Lick it properly!"

Qiqi used all the oral skills she usually used on me, and within minutes Fatty Chen had surrendered. "Swallow it!"

Seeing Fatty Chen's ferocious expression, Qiqi actually did as he said and swallowed his foul-smelling semen mouthful by mouthful. "Okay, this..." "Alright, as long as you behave, I won't tell your boyfriend, and I'll keep the photos for now."

Unexpectedly, this Fatty Chen was such a faithless person. "You're untrustworthy!"

Qiqi said angrily. "I'm not untrustworthy! I never said I'd return the photos to you, hahaha. It's almost time, I'll take you home, hahaha."

After saying that, Fatty Chen ignored what Qiqi was saying and walked out. "Kangming, it's almost time, let's stop practicing for today. I'll take you home."

"Okay."

Having been practicing driving the whole time, I had no idea what had just happened. I only felt that on the way back, Instructor Chen had a smile on his face, and that smile seemed to be directed at me.

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