[Female students from art schools] (62)

Chapter 62. In the art studio that night, Lin Hai looked at my face. Seeing that I didn't answer, he gave a slight, bitter

smile . "Never mind!"

With that, he picked up his easel and slowly walked towards the cafeteria entrance.

"Lin Hai, I promise you!"

I called out nervously. I didn't know why I agreed. Was it really because Lin Hai had saved

me and gotten me out of trouble, or had I simply fallen in love with this big boy who would risk everything for me?

Lin Hai turned around, looking at me with an incredibly excited expression. He pumped his fist forcefully.

"Xiao Ruo, see you tonight!"

Back in the dorm, I was a little excited. Since breaking up with Yang Yi, I had almost never had

a proper . But this time, it seemed I had rediscovered that feeling of love.

I took a shower, dried my hair, and tied it in a ponytail. I changed into a

light blue, low-cut, fitted dress that I hadn't worn in a long time. The hem of the dress just barely touched my knees. In that instant, I felt youth

return to me. Zhang Xiaoruo in the mirror looked so pure, like a newly blooming lotus flower.

I smiled at myself in the mirror, revealing two rows of white teeth, and walked out of the dormitory in my crystal sandals.

Lin Hai's art studio was on the third floor of the teaching building. I had been there twice before, so I knew the way well.

When , there were two other boys. They greeted me warmly and teased me and

Lin Hai.

Lin Hai seemed quite pleased with himself. Looking at me, who had dressed up so carefully, he said softly, "Did you dress up especially for me

?"

I blushed and replied softly, "No, this is just my usual clothes."

"You look great!"

Lin Hai said only three words. I looked at him, feeling a little girlishly pleased.

Lin Hai took out his easel and had me sit opposite him. Then he began his painting with utmost seriousness.

"Can I move?"

I asked.

Lin Hai nodded. "Of course, but just don't move around too much!"

The other two boys in the studio had already left, leaving only Lin Hai and me. I

sat quietly in the chair, while Lin Hai was completely absorbed in his painting. He would sometimes look at me, and sometimes his brush

would fly .

More than three hours later, he put down his brush, and I stood up.

I saw that he had suddenly placed me on the easel—my ponytail, a symbol of youth, my sky-blue

dress , my face with a faint smile—everything was so lifelike.

"Is it beautiful?"

he asked.

I shook my head. "It's alright!"

Lin Hai turned around and looked at me earnestly. "I've given this painting a name: 'This

Summer .' Xiao Ruo, I'll never forget this summer. I met you, and I feel like it's

the greatest luck of my life."

"What are you saying?"

I turned away shyly. "Okay, I've finished modeling for you. I'm leaving."

Lin Hai suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me into his arms. Before I could react, his lips were firmly pressed

against mine.

I struggled for a moment, but I couldn't move. When his tongue pried open my teeth, I immediately

reciprocated. We held each other tightly, our tongues intertwining, our breaths

quickening instantly.

This wasn't my first time kissing, but this time was unforgettable. I felt that when true

love erupts, the magnetic power of mutual consent can plunge you into a deep

intoxication.

Lin Hai kissed me passionately, his lips slowly moving from my face to my neck, kissing

every inch of skin below my neck. I greedily tilted my head back, savoring the sensations a man's touch brought me.

Lin Hai's heavy breathing filled my ears as he murmured my name and began to slide his lips

down . He slowly pulled the shoulder straps of my dress aside; the dress was already low-cut, and now

a large expanse of my snow-white breasts, encased in lace lingerie, was exposed. Lin Hai pressed me against the wall, passionately

kissing my neck while placing his hands on my breasts. His hands were gentle, trembling as he touched my firm breasts.

I closed my eyes, letting out a moan that could etch itself into any man's soul. Lin Hai,

panting, slowly unhooked my lace bra. When my incredibly pink nipples appeared

before him, he immediately took them into his mouth, gently licking and kissing them. Every movement he made was incredibly

tender , as if I were a piece of snow that would melt instantly with the slightest pressure.

Stimulation, tingling, heat—my entire body began to react violently, and my panties

even started to feel wet.

I tightly squeezed my legs together, my moans continuing, and all of this,

like kept stimulating Lin Hai's brain.

He held me, limp as a ball, in his arms, his hand slowly lifting my skirt, slipping through my pubic hair,

and thrusting inside.

I pressed his hand tightly against mine, caressing that most crucial spot.

"Mmm..."

I leaned to one side, hooking my arms around Lin Hai's neck, my bra strap slipping to the side, my half-covered breasts,

and my snow-white thighs exposed to the air by the lifted skirt, making the room instantly a scene of boundless spring.

Lin Hai didn't make any further moves. He placed his hands on my full, snow-white breasts, gently

stroking them while whispering in my ear, "Xiao Ruo, I will always love you!"

A warmth filled my heart. I hugged his head and pressed my lips to his again. At that moment,

I became incredibly proactive...

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