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The gauze skirt was soaked with water and the texture became transparent. The white skin reflected from the veil. Coupled with the good development of Tong Yuyao, the pair became firmer and fuller.

Tong Yuyao was hiding in the toilet cubicle, his long dark hair wet and sticky on his face, very embarrassed. The sewage ticked down her forehead, she wiped it, and soon drops of water dropped.

The sewage with an unpleasant smell made her completely unbearable. How could the petite girl who was held in her hand from small to large endure such an insult.

In the unmanned toilet cubicle, her eyes burst out with endless resentment, her nails were firmly embedded in her hand, even if she was pinched out of countless bloodstains, she felt as if she could not feel the pain and did not notice it.

The school bell rang quickly.

She gritted her teeth, and it was calculated that her person must have pinched her a little bit, otherwise, why did the water just fall on her head and the bell rang? Let her have no one to call for help!

Go out, or not?

She disappeared for no reason at all, without even saying hello. This class is also the class teacher Liu Qingqing's class. Although she can explain afterwards, such a shameful thing—

If you can go out, most of the students have returned to the classroom even though they are already in class. But in school, it is impossible to see no one. The teaching building is a long distance away from the school entrance. It is still a long time away from school, and the driver at home is not there.

She glanced down at her skirt, wet and tightly glued to her body, drawing out the curve she had always been proud of. But now, it has become her most embarrassing nightmare.

Going out like this is almost equivalent to streaking!

Quietly in the toilet, she slowly opened a slit, and when she saw nobody in the toilet, she stepped out carefully.

There was only a corridor between the women's toilet and the men's toilet. She gritted her teeth, and when she looked up, she suddenly saw a familiar slender figure. With bright eyes, she rushed up and rushed up.

"Well……"

Bai Xiyang came out of the toilet. Although the bell rang long before class, he still packed up slowly before he stepped out of the toilet.

Originally thinking that there was no one in the toilet, he was suddenly hit by the back, and he groaned. He stood firm and looked back.

There was a touch of surprise in the gentle eyes, it was the girl that day.

With only one glance, he casually looked away. The girl's disheveled appearance was awkward. At first glance, he knew that he was being trimmed. Violence on campus will appear in every school. He frowned, and didn't feel any pity for the girl's appearance, but felt troublesome.

Step forward.

Tong Yuyao's eyes flashed sharply, and quickly reached out to grab Bai Xiyang's wrist.

His eyes were red and he was crying: "Senior Bai, can you ... can you help me ..."

The soft hand fell on the arm, a feeling different from when she pulled him. Bai Xiyang's eyes were cold, and his cool and dark pupils were not as dark as his age. After a while, he opened his lips lightly, "let go."

The tone is not heavy, and even no emotion can be heard.

But inexplicably made Tong Yuyao's throat tight, let go of his fingers, and bit his lower lip awkwardly.

"Senior Bai, get rid of you ... I really have no way to go out, please ..." she cried in her voice, her voice hoarse, and she soon cried out of breath.