My husband always wears my panties

Chapter 1

My husband and I are a couple. If you spit out a saliva, then I can only say that you have too little experience. Same-sex marriage is very common in this era, okay?

By the way, yes, my husband and I are a couple.

Speaking of acquaintance, my husband and I met in the second year of high school. He is a transfer student and has been studying abroad. Seeing that the college entrance examination is about to take place, and he needs to go back to the place where he came from to take the exam, my husband simply transferred early to adapt to the exam here. environment.

As for the people who have studied in x, they are really not covered. When my husband comes back, he will crush us mercilessly for any exams.

To this day, I still can’t forget the way the former No. 90 in the grade looked at me when I was thrown out of more than [-] points. I really had a look of lovelessness. High school students are under a lot of pressure. For a while, I was really afraid that the No. [-] in the grade would be depressed and commit suicide. When my husband first transferred, I had a good time enlightening him.But after thinking about it later, I shouldn't be so soft-hearted, otherwise when the first grader knew that my husband and I were together, he wouldn't look like a dog with tears on his face, and he was still talking about me until now. It was discussed with my husband to play him.

Hey, it's so hard to be a good person in this day and age.

Let’s talk about my husband, it wasn’t very sensational when he just transferred from another school. Whose class doesn’t have many transfer students yet?Moreover, he has always been low-key and doesn't like to make publicity. Even his self-introduction is only a short word of Wen Lun, so he won't say more.Everyone was counting on his self-introduction to pass the time, but he was so ignorant that he even signaled the teacher to give a lecture as soon as possible.

He was sitting next to me, with his back straight, his hands neatly placed on the desk, like a primary school student, and the occasional movement of pushing his glasses proves that this person is really listening to the lecture, rather than dozing off with his eyes open.

I took out a ruler and measured the angle of his back, heh, it was really straight, as straight as a steel ruler.

The ruler was grabbed by someone, and the owner of the hand said solemnly: "Don't make trouble, listen carefully to the class."The reason for emphasizing the word "serious face" is because if I would know that he played all kinds of games with "serious face" in the future, I would definitely not think he was an upright five-good young man.

The ruler was confiscated by my husband, and I had no intention of playing around, so I concentrated on listening to the class. I was able to devote myself to the Chinese class, which I had no interest in, and gained a lot.

The self-study class was drowsy with the sound of my deskmate doing the questions, a pen tapped lightly on my shoulder, I didn't care much, I squinted my eyes and glanced at my deskmate, seeing that he was fine, I turned around direction, leaving him with the back of his head to continue sleeping.

Unexpectedly, that annoying automatic pen was still relentlessly disturbing my sleep, so I stood up and glared at him unbearably: "What's the matter?"

The man retracted the pen, raised his left hand and pushed his glasses, said: "Don't be lazy, now is the critical period." After finishing speaking, he immersed himself in solving his extra points.

I rolled my eyes and secretly thought that this person was sick, but I was so tormented that I lost sleepiness, rubbed my face, and randomly took out a set of questions from the desk to do.

"Hey, how to do this question" was awakened from a dream, of course I can't let it go easily, I also imitate him and use an automatic pen to hate him.

The tablemate looked at me with an idiot expression on his face, as if he didn't quite understand why I had doubts about such a simple question.It's really just his short-sightedness, if he's seen other people's homework, he'll know how, uh, advanced questions I'm asking.

Anyway, my deskmate helped me solve the problem with understanding, and patiently helped me smooth out the knowledge points. When it comes to this, I have to praise him. He has always been very patient. If you don’t understand, you will He explained it in different ways over and over again. I can only say that I have always admired him, no matter on the bed or off the bed.

In short, a self-study class passed during our question and answer. I listened to the school bell, and I didn’t feel like I was amnesty in the past.

The deskmate stood up to pack his schoolbag and said to me, "Go eat first."

First?Sorry, although Chinese is my weakness, I still vaguely understand this "first".

"Aren't you going home after school?" I asked him implicitly.

The tablemate pushed his glasses and said, "Let's eat first. Studying is important, but it shouldn't make you tired."

I don't quite understand, is he asking me out for dinner?Generally, the scumbags of our level will naturally go home for dinner after school, and then play games and masturbate in their bedroom under the banner of "the important place for the college entrance examination, don't disturb others".Generally, students with strong self-discipline like the first grade will eat at school and then return to the classroom to continue their self-study.

I think he may have classified me in the wrong category, or he didn't know much about the customs here when he first came here, so he just wanted to explain it to him.I heard him say: "Go back after eating, no one in my house cooks"

Hearing this, I was relieved.

After I told my family that I would not go back to eat, I took Wen Lun to a rice noodle shop near our school. I had never eaten authentic rice noodles. Although I couldn’t compare them, I probably knew it.

But this shop is famous among our students, the reason is nothing more than economic benefits, boys are growing up, they eat a lot, rice noodles can just satisfy our adolescent appetite, not to mention the ingredients Very full, what fish balls, shrimp balls and crab sticks are full of a pot.

Wen Lun probably seldom comes to such a small shop. Seeing the curiosity in his eyes instead of contempt, I secretly heaved a sigh of relief. You know, I am also an adolescent, and the problem of face is bigger than the sky.

We had a good meal, and after a day of getting along, I found that my new tablemate and I were also very harmonious. Of course, it turned out that our sex life was also very harmonious, but that's all for later.

While rubbing my stuffed stomach, I walked home with Wen Lun to digest food. I slowed down and said to him: "I'm going this way, let's go first, see you tomorrow"

It's a pity that Wen Lun grabbed his wrist before he could move his legs. Wen Lun pushed his glasses and said, "My home is here."

I was at a loss: "Yeah." That's why I said I'll see you tomorrow.

"Where are you going?" Wen Lun asked unhurriedly without letting go.

"Go back, go home" I don't know why, I suddenly felt guilty, but now that I think about it, it doesn't make sense at all. If I could have been stronger then, it would definitely not have caused the situation today.

Wen Lun shook his head: "Go to my house to study, I haven't finished the previous question for you"

"what?"

Wen Lun frowned: "Otherwise, I can go to your house."

God, you know, I never thought that even after school, I would not be able to escape the clutches of this mad student.

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