Bearing the Bites Chapter 6

Ethan Han's crotch was bulging, and she was shy the whole night self-study. After class, she didn't talk to her, trying to hide her guilt. She couldn't let it go. The little hill between her legs was flat and then rose and then flat again. She didn't know how hard the ground veins were moving. Ava Fan was also not at peace. She was eager to go home as soon as the night self-study ended. The two didn't say a word to each other that night.

She wanted to jog a few steps, but there was no way. Such a big pair of breasts without a bra, not only did they sway and fall when she walked, but the fat southern hemisphere pressed against the soft flesh of the upper abdomen, making her sweat sticky and uncomfortable. In addition, her breasts were big, her areola was big, and her nipples were big. Even if the tank top was elastic, it rubbed her and made her feel painful and numb. As she walked, her two thick legs squeezed her thick labia, stimulating her clitoris to swell and her Vag!n@ to drip.

Grandma's home is in the old city, close to the school. She usually lives here. After evening self-study, she can walk home in ten minutes. The voice-activated lights in the corridor are broken, and it is dark. It is a bit scary to walk there on weekdays. But today, with something on her mind, Ava Fan forgot to be afraid.

Grandpa and grandma were asleep, so she hurriedly took a shower and threw the dirty clothes beside her into the laundry basket. She had two school uniform shirts, so she didn't need to worry about the dirty one. She could just wash it in the washing machine at home tomorrow morning. She soaked Ethan Han's clothes in the sink alone, applied soap, and rubbed them gently with her hands. Her family loved her, so she didn't wash clothes often. If she wasn't in a hurry to return them, she wouldn't wash clothes here in the middle of the night. She wrung out the clothes, hung them on the hanger, and took them to her room.

In October, it was not too cold to sleep with the window open at night. Ethan Han's white shirt was hanging on the curtain rod, dangling gently. Ava Fan was wet again, and she took a napkin and skillfully put it on her underwear. Today was not her ovulation period, but according to the date, her period was coming soon. She didn't understand the changes in estrogen, she just knew she wanted it especially today.

Her clitoris was swollen, and she couldn't stand the stimulation after just a few finger teasings. Her body was too sensitive, and she couldn't bear to touch her little bean, so she could only enjoy it intermittently. She was most familiar with her breasts. Lying on her side, the two breasts were squeezed together. She spread her left hand, and her thumb and ring finger just happened to be on the two nipples, twisting them back and forth. It was sour, pleasant, and numb, and it made her instep tense.

She had played with her breasts so many times that she was too familiar with it, and it was less stimulating. Sometimes Ava Fan would pull down her pajamas that were pulled above her chest, and rub her nipples back and forth by pulling the cloth in front of her chest. The friction of the foreign object made her nipples more excited. Somehow, she saw the shirt hanging by the window, and Ethan Han's appearance was reflected in front of her eyes like a possessed person. His muscular arms and thighs, his long and bright eyes, and his thick hair.

Ava Fan struggled to get up half of her body and pulled off the wet shirt, leaving the bare hanger spinning on the pole. She lifted up her shirt, placed the shirt sleeves horizontally on her plump breasts and rubbed them back and forth. In the dark, her nipples were rubbed by the wet clothes, and a cool and trembling feeling went from her nipples to her heart. Ava Fan wanted more, so she pulled the quilt between her legs and rubbed her clitoris back and forth. Unfortunately, there was a wooden bed under her body, which would creak if she moved too much. The old house had poor sound insulation, so she didn't dare to make too much noise for her family to hear. Just procrastinating like this was just a temporary solution. The hole of desire in her body was getting bigger and bigger. Her heart was pounding, and she was excited and tired. She didn't know what time she fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, she was groggy. Ethan Han's clothes were rolled up between her H!ps and had dried. Ava Fan straightened the wrinkles on her shirt, folded it up, and put it in the interlayer of her schoolbag.

She was almost late, and she slipped into the classroom through the back door just as the morning self-study class began. As soon as the English teacher left, she fell asleep with her head half propped up. In the morning, she just memorized some words, and then she had to recite the vocabulary list of this unit in class. Ethan Han fell asleep as soon as she memorized, and today she lay on the table as usual.

Ava Fan secretly looked at Ethan Han beside her. She stretched out a finger and gently poked Ethan Han's arm. Ethan Han seemed to be caught off guard and trembled a little, then raised half of his face to look at Ava Fan. Ava Fan turned around, took out a folded white shirt from her schoolbag and handed it to his waist.

"Thank you, I'm clean now." Ava Fan's voice was like a kitten's. The morning reading was so loud that he almost couldn't hear her. But now, just looking at her pretending to be serious, he felt very happy. Ava Fan was like this. When she was shy, her face would turn red, but she would pretend to be indifferent.

Ethan Han took the clothes and stretched out his hand to catch them. Instead of putting them in his schoolbag, he put them under his nose and sniffed them. This action made Ava Fan feel confused. What was going on?

"I just want to smell whether you have washed it clean..." Ethan Han smiled at Ava Fan soothingly, stuffed the clothes into the desk, and quickly buried his head in his arms.

Despite this interruption, Ethan Han still lay down, but his body was facing the direction of Ava Fan. His hair was not short, and when he lay down, the hair on his forehead just covered his eyes, and his level was only a little higher than Ava Fan's chest. If he was really sleepy, he would take a nap, and when he woke up and opened his eyes, he could appreciate the big breasts up close, which were really too beautiful.

Out of some tacit understanding, the two seemed to really become good deskmates. His good grades were one thing, but he was really active and playful, unlike other good students who cared about every minute and every second. In this respect, he and Ava Fan got along well. The two of them often played Gobang with their draft books during self-study classes. When dealing with dictation, they also copied the English textbooks from the small bookshelf on the floor in the middle.

Ethan Han is not a difficult person to get along with. Although he always looks arrogant and doesn't like to talk to people, once you get to know him, no one around you will be afraid of him. He will go to the canteen if someone asks him to go with him, and sometimes he will act like a big spender. When Ava Fan asks him to bring some drinks and snacks, he is unwilling to accept her meal card.

This really gave her the illusion that their relationship seemed to be quite good, at least it was considered good among the classmates.

The contact information was exchanged the week after the National Day. She found his name in the class group and sent an application. At that time, she didn't think too much about it, just thinking that she could ask him questions on weekends if she had any questions.

Now it seems that she was just overthinking. How could she do homework when she went home on weekends? She would fill her schoolbag with homework books every time, but she would carry them back unopened.

The school did not take advantage of the weekend and let students go home on Friday afternoon, but according to the rules, everyone still had to attend evening self-study on Sunday night. Every time she returned to school on Sunday afternoon, Ava Fan felt very sad, but she was still very calm. She had to go back to school. For her homework, she had to arrive at the classroom at least an hour and a half early.

Ethan Han arrived earlier than her. His schoolbag was at his seat, but he was nowhere to be seen. He spent the whole afternoon in the basketball hall, played to his heart's content, and then went to take a shower in the dormitory where Dylan Chen and his fellow students lived. When he came back, he saw Ava Fan looking up while copying homework like a thief.

Ethan Han's temper came back after a long absence. It was as if all his efforts these days, his patience for half a month, had suddenly become worthless.

She actually copied homework, copied homework, so many questions were explained in vain, why didn't she reply? Did she secretly copy homework all the time? Where did she copy the homework from? Oh, it's not his? Or the girl in front? His homework book is in the schoolbag next to him, doesn't she know? What, do you look down on or don't believe in his homework? So stubborn, you don't touch his things when he doesn't come...

Ethan Han was very resentful. He came in in a bad mood and threw the iced Pocari Sweat onto the table, splashing water droplets all over Ava Fan's table.

"Oh, what are you doing..." Ava Fan quickly picked up the test paper on the table in front of her and soaked up the water with a napkin.

"Why don't you do your homework on the weekend?"

"Oh... this is not..." Ava Fan hesitated, "It's the weekend and you're not here. I couldn't finish many questions halfway through, so I didn't want to continue."

This made Ethan Han look sideways. The busty girl was quite resourceful, wasn't she? She was trying to trick him into teaching her homework on the weekends?