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Qinglisen Boys' School is an aristocratic school with a long history. The admissions standards are extremely high every year, and thousands of people want to get into it. The amazing thing is that it is not in the city, but at the foot of a mountain in the suburbs. It can only be a boarding house but not a day study.

"Teacher Jiao is here."

The crowd was moving, as if some big shot had arrived, and the corridor on the fifth floor of the teaching building was filled with students.

It's just one week into the second semester of senior high school, and everyone is still full of energy and not worried about the upcoming college entrance examination.

After three years of hard study, the students not only study well and have broad knowledge, but also develop in an all-round way, including sports, painting, computers... and music taught by Teacher Jiao.

The corridors were blocked, but the classrooms were empty. This phenomenon often happens at Qinglisen Boys School.

Whenever Jiao Shenyuan passes by, the dog's eyes will go straight when he sees it. No one thought anything was wrong.

Jiao Shenyuan has a unique temperament that fascinates all men, and no one is spared.

There is a kind of contradictory beauty about him, with his slender body and cold face. At first glance, he looks like a white lotus, which cannot be played with from a distance. However, he is exuding red allure and mystery. The taste arouses everyone's desire.

Those who don't know who he really is, dare to look at him twice during the day, and fuck Jiao Shenyuan over and over in his spring dreams at night. Those who know his true nature will pester him day and night, insisting on pulling Jiao Shenyuan to have sex with him in order to have fun.

The invisible fox tail is hidden behind the round and firm buttocks, and the wind takes shape. It pinches the corners of the windbreaker and moves it, and the fragrance that makes men obsessed spreads, making the students on the fifth floor dizzy.

Jiao Shenyuan looked at these stupid students indifferently, and there was no bad face in his eyes, but his focus was not on their appearance, but on their yang energy, and he sneered in his heart: Men are getting weaker and weaker.

In the past, one person could extract a lot of yang energy. After breaking the seal two thousand years later, he had to suck the semen of several men to support his cultivation.

In fact, these students are not bad, even among the best in today's world. He occasionally hooks up with them in the office, and during the conversation, he takes away the yang energy from the air. After years of accumulation, his cultivation is considered to be growing gratifyingly.

It's just that he has high requirements. Before he was sealed, he was used to eating the highquality delicacies of the monks. Now, in modern times, he eats the low-quality food of mortals. It is inevitable that there will be a gap.

ModernPeople in the modern world do not practice. The disadvantage is that no one can provide the best Yang Qi. The advantage is that he can practice safely and freely without powerful monks coming to catch him.

He founded Qinglisen Boys' School. Over the past hundreds of years, he has trained countless outstanding people to serve the society. He felt that if he was a Buddhist, his merits would be greater than his sins, and he might be able to achieve perfection in another thousand years.

These mortals do not practice cultivation, and the endless Yang Qi in their body's floats into the air, which is a waste. It is very good to collect it and provide it to them, and make the best use of it. At the same time, the teacher teaches and educates geniuses, and all the students are nourished by his spiritual power, full of vitality, and are ten times better than the students outside.

The more Jiao Shenyuan thought about it, the more he felt that he had done the right thing. In another era, all negative virtues had turned into merit.

Besides, his inhalation of Yang Qi is not fatal and has no effect on these non-cultivating mortals. How big a sin is that? It was all his fault that those who didn't understand spread rumors and spread rumors, saying that if the vixen sucked away the yang energy, his longevity would be lost and his life would be lost. This really made him angry to death.

Thinking back to those days, how many Taoist priests whose roots were damaged caught him, took him to dual cultivation, and used the vixen's spiritual energy to nourish and repair the roots... He did not make up a story, cursing these stinky Taoist priests who massacred the fox demon race, but the beast monsters were pure in nature.

The evil of human beings is much more terrifying than the unmentionable lewdness and chaos of the fox demon.

SexLove is commonplace. Jiao Shenyuan does not understand why people have so many moral constraints and live a more tiring and unhappy life than beasts and monsters.

However, after living in this era for hundreds of years and watching the gradual opening of human nature, he seemed to understand a little bit more. Human beings are not foxes. To curb human nature is to curb chaos.

Each grade has a class of top students - a class consisting of 18 students who pass all aspects of assessment and are selected from high to low.

Today, this class has its first music class since the beginning of the school year. The students stand in front of the most luxurious classroom, nervously looking forward to the arrival of Teacher Jiao.

Not long ago, the school organized a hot spring trip for the top 18 students in order to relax before graduation. But unexpectedly, these eighteen people peeped into the secret at night and saw the usually indifferent Teacher Jiao, lying in an unusually coquettish and coquettish manner among the men. The teachers, principals, and administrators were all naked. , irrigating around Teacher Jiao.

That night, they crowded outside the door in envy. If the quality of the door were any worse, they would have fallen in, took off their clothes and participated, but no one had the courage. Everyone is afraid that they will be kicked out of the campus and never see Teacher Jiao again.

There has always been a scary legend circulating in the school. If the student is expelled from the school, no matter what method he uses, whether he climbs over the wall or digs a hole in the ground, he will never be able to return to campus to take a look at the bewitching Jiao Shenyuan.

Legends are just legends after all. Every year, a few outstanding graduates return to school, bring gifts or funds, and close the door in Teacher Jiao's office to say thank you.

This gave rise to the idea that the top students class was ready to move.

Ever since the secret was discovered that night, it has been difficult for the people in this class to fall asleep again. Those pictures have seduced them, and their newly grown bodies are itching. The erotic fluid of Shenyuan cannot reduce swelling.

So they got together at the beginning of school and discussed for three days before they came up with a good idea on how to become Jiao Shenyuan's lover without being expelled from school.

Jingle Bell--

When the class bell rang, the students looked at the aloof figure reluctantly and returned to their classrooms slowly, showing little enthusiasm for other teachers' classes. But if they don't study hard, their music class will be occupied and they won't be able to have contact with Teacher Jiao for three or four weeks.

"I'm really envious of a class that has music classes every week." A boy said dejectedly.

Across the street, the classmate on the right likes to make sarcastic remarks: "Hurry up and prepare for the lessons. If you don't improve your grades, the music class once every two weeks will be gone."

A class that is envied by other classes and has never thought of it this way. They will only be dissatisfied, and they still feel that the music class once a week is insufficient. It would be great if there was one class every day.

Before entering the door, I saw that the luxurious classroom of Class 1 had changed. The end of the empty corridor was no longer empty, but was filled with cardboard boxes.

Jiao Shenyuan couldn't see the classroom door. He stood outside the high wall made of cardboard boxes and asked the 18 people who were gathered in a circle: "Aren't we having a music class? Why did you call me to the classroom?"

There is a special classroom for music class, next to Guanhe Hall. Jiao Shenyuan received text messages from students at first and didn't want to come, but the text messages came one after another, and even the top three students in grade were sent, so he had to come to the teaching building to see what they were going to do.

"Teacher Jiao, we were afraid that you didn't know the location of Class 1, so we asked someone to bring you here to have a look. We wanted to invite you to participate in school activities."

How could Jiao Shenyuan not know the location of the class? He had been in this school for hundreds of years and he knew where there was a small stone.

The reason why he doesn't like to move around is because he is lazy. He has lived as a fox demon for thousands of years. The first few hundred years were a busy life, running around, and the last two thousand years were a miserable life, sealed in the jade gourd and unable to move.

After being sealed away for too long, he seemed to be accustomed to being quiet. He only moved more when he was absorbing Yang Qi. The rest of the time, he read leisurely and played with his mobile phone. He didn't move as much as possible.

"Campus festival? What event are you going to hold to invite me to participate?" Jiao Shenyuan's mood is usually low and impersonal. He is only active and enthusiastic when he has sex.

The eighteen boys already knew his background, and were not afraid of his cold and ruthless expression. They said unscrupulously: "Participate in the secret room. In two days, we will decorate the classroom and this corridor into a secret room. It will be fun. Teacher Jiao will definitely Come and experience it!"

The one who spoke was Ke Xian, the second in grade and deputy monitor of the class. He was tall and strong and had the best sports scores. When he did the talking, the matter became interesting.

Anyone who is familiar with Jiao Shenyuan knows that he likes brave and strong men. Such mortals are the best, and usually have more yang energy.

"Okay, you called me here just to talk about this?"

Jiao Shenyuan's spiritual cultivation had no rival in this world. That night when he was having sex with his colleagues at the hot spring, he knew very well that there were people peeping outside.

As for why he didn't drive them away, it was because these students had good yang energy, better than the previous students who discovered his secret. If they wanted to be his lover, he would definitely agree.

If anyone has a problem, the worst they can do is cast a spell to erase their memory when they graduate.

"Well... I'm just afraid that you can't find the classroom." Ke Xian said nervously.

The eighteen people were afraid that he would be angry, so they noisily introduced some specially designed devices. Some people deliberately exposed the patterns of sexual toys to let Jiao Shenyuan discover their little thoughts. .

"I know, I will come to participate the day after tomorrow."

Although Jiao Shenyuan is a vixen, he is not indifferent to ordinary people. He personally interviewed and passed the school's puppet principal, teachers of all subjects, down to cleaners and security guards, and changed them every ten years. This school was a gathering place for his lovers.

Unfortunately, with the development of science and technology, men are getting worse each time, the quality of sperm is getting worse and worse, and the yang energy is insufficient. I am afraid that in a few years, he will have no choice but to expand his recruitment.

The monitor of Class 1 is named Wen Zile. He has been ranked first in his grade for three years and has all-round talents. This student Jiao Shenyuan was very concerned about, not only because of his handsome appearance and outstanding figure, but what attracted his attention most was that Wen Zile's blood contained a familiar aura and a yang energy that was several times higher than that of ordinary people.

He checked several times and found that Wen Zile was an ordinary mortal who had never practiced cultivation.

Until one time Wen Zile was injured and ran to find himself instead of going to the infirmary for bandage. The jade gourd on his waist moved, and Jiao Shenyuan suddenly realized that Wen Zile was the descendant of the Taoist priest who sealed him two thousand years ago.

It's a pity that the strongest member of this lineage died, and the jade gourd was buried under the mountain with its owner, never to see the light of day again.

In addition to pity, Jiao Shenyuan also felt deep regret.

He has very complicated feelings towards Wen Zile's ancestors. The smelly Taoist priest who caught him did not drink up all his spiritual energy during the dual cultivation. Instead, he was willing to release his yang energy to feed him back, and put him in the most rare jade gourd in the world.

Without this jade gourd, he would have been sealed in jars and jars like other vixens, and would have died long ago. Because of Taihang Lingyu's presence, although his spiritual energy was dwindling day by day, the fox demon kept his life, chipping away day and night, and escaped from the gourd two thousand years later.

Every time Wen Zile saw him, he always seemed to have something to say, but when he said it, all he said was boring polite words.

"Why did Teacher Jiao take leave last week?" On the way back to the music classroom, Wen Zile squeezed out seventeen other people and asked, sticking close to his shoulder.

"There was a notice in the group that I am on sick leave." Jiao Shenyuan replied to him in a nonchalant manner, recalling the music class last week. At that time, he was supposed to be having sex with his physical education teacher Qiu Ziming, but he was unwilling to go to class because he was enjoying himself so much.

Wen Zile's yang energy was very strong, attracting Jiao Shenyuan like a table of delicacies.

It's not that he hasn't thought about taking this student into his lover's cave, but because Wen Zile's personality is so similar to that of the Taoist priest, some unforgettable episodes will linger in his mind every time he does it, making him extremely annoyed.

"Although you are a fox demon, your nature is not bad. How about I raise you and be your master?"

The young Taoist priest tied the vixen's neck with a diamond rope and pulled the naked fox demon into the curtain, turning a blind eye to Jiao Shenyuan's disgusted eyes.

"From now on, I am the only one who can fuck you. You are not allowed to hook up with others, let alone provoke other Taoist priests."

"My yang energy is enough to support you. If you don't agree, I will force you!"

If Wen Zile had the strength of that smelly Taoist priest, he would probably have locked himself up long ago. Jiao Shenyuan glanced at the boy next to him with disgust. His thoughts were clearly written on his face, even if he didn't cover it up.

"Teacher Jiao, where is your home? Your accent doesn't sound like a local to me."

Jiao Shenyuan is a mysterious existence. No one knows his origin and background. He lives in the school like a hermit and never goes out. Wen Zile rarely had any curiosity until he was browsing the web in junior high school and saw photos of teachers from Qinglisen Boys School.

The person next to him has a face that looks like a thousand people, and you can't remember it just by looking at the photo.

But Wen Zile not only remembered it, but also discovered that Jiao Shenyuan did not use his true appearance, but only used his taste, temperament and weird magic power to attract people.

Jiao Shenyuan was silent as usual, not wanting to talk to him.

The more Teacher Jiao behaves like this, the more Wen Zile feels itchy. He believed that the teacher was a succubus, and only by actively sacrificing himself would the teacher be willing to shed his indifferent face.

Qinglisen Boys' School holds a school festival every year and only invites two nearby boys' schools.

The three schools have had friendly exchanges for several years, but the other two boys' schools have never been able to figure out why Qinglisen students have such good academic performance and are all-roundly developed morally, intellectually, physically and aesthetically. Students never seem to lack energy.

On this day every year, students actually have fun, but the teachers and principals of the two schools have sad faces, trying their best to find nothing special about this school.

Fox demons are best at illusions, and Jiao Shenyuan's ability to confuse people has reached its peak. After setting up the illusion in the school, the teachers and students in the whole school seemed to ignore him. They remembered that there was such a music teacher, but they would not think of or mention him.

He originally planned to sleep in the nest all day, but before going to bed, he received a text message from a group of students urging him to play in the secret room. Since he promised to participate in the activities, he should not let the students down, so he put on his windbreaker again and walked towards the teaching building.

Jiao Shenyuan is not very interested in these young boys, but the weather is about to enter winter, and the body consumes more spiritual energy, so it needs to store more yang energy.

The school was full of students. The previously quiet campus became extremely lively on this day, with the sounds of sales and music mixed together, no different from those in human shopping malls.

Jiao Shenyuan walked from his home to the teaching building. No one noticed him on the way. Everyone knew someone was walking by, but they didn't take a look. He suppressed the vixen smell on his body very well and used illusion skills. In the eyes of the people around him, his beautiful face was even worse than that of a passerby.

After arriving on the fifth floor of a teaching building, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet. Jiao Shenyuan liked quiet places. He felt that it was a wise choice for the students in Class 1 not to go to the square to participate in activities. Otherwise, he would not have agreed to come and let these students waste time preparing so many things.

There are three classes on the fifth floor. Except for one class in use today, no other students are active here. I don't know what method they used to send other students away. Most of the corridors upstairs were occupied. Except for the elevator door, it was empty. The corridors were filled with dark devices, and there was no space left.

The shape of the teaching building and corridors is triangular. The luxurious classroom at the top of the pyramid is for students with the best academic performance. The two ordinary classrooms at the bottom are for other students. The fifth floor is for Classes 1, 6 and 7.

After Jiao Shenyuan came up, he did not remove the illusion spell from his body. He wanted to see what the students in this class were doing, so he stood still at the door of the elevator. The magic is focused on the eyes, looking through the walls of the secret room layer by layer, and looking at the structure inside the corridor.

The passages inside are very complicated, and the equipment is carefully designed at first glance. There are several students playing NPCs waiting anxiously. It's hard to imagine that eighteen of them spent just one morning decorating this place.

"It feels pretty good, I can have some fun."

As soon as he finished the evaluation, Wen Zile, the monitor of Class 1, ran out of the door and received him nervously.

Other students are not allowed to participate in this secret room activity and must be strictly guarded. A few students from other schools entered by mistake just now and were kicked out by NPCs. So they hadn't rested all morning, and the sweat on their bodies made Jiao Shenyuan frown slightly.

Wen Zile was still like the moth that likes to fly into the flame, hovering around him, his starry eyes full of thoughts. When those thoughts lit up, hormones were emitting all over his body. These hormones were what Jiao Shenyuan needed. Yang Qi.

If Jiao Shenyuan didn't remove the illusion from his body, generally speaking, no one would be able to notice him.

But Wen Zile has the blood of the strongest Taoist clan, and his lack of spiritual practice does not prevent him from developing a pair of piercing eyes. When he sees an unknown person approaching, his first reaction is not to drive them away or ignore them indifferently, but to happily open the door. He shouted: "Teacher Jiao!" and then politely welcomed Jiao Shenyuan in.

Jiao Shenyuan, who originally planned to take a look before considering whether to experience it, had no choice but to remove the illusion spell on his body and follow him into the secret room. He laughed off the lengthy explanation of the rules next to him, thinking that these eighteen people were really trying to fuck him. Take great pains.

"If Teacher Jiao has passed three levels, you will have almost passed the level. If you fail, you will be punished. By the way, Teacher Jiao, do you need to prepare in advance? Do you want any strategies or something..."

Wen Zile always misses the point when he talks and doesn't mention anything about pornography. Jiao Shenyuan ignored it after hearing it. He might as well use his spiritual eyes to see what novel things were inside.

Jiao Shenyuan had been doing a lot with the two physical education teachers these past few days, and Jiao Shenyuan wanted to change his taste. As soon as he entered the door, he could smell the fresh Yang Qi, which was warm and vigorous, full of students' vitality. Jiao Shenyuan sometimes feels sorry for these yang energy. Giving them music lessons and absorbing them from a distance in class is always more effective than absorbing them directly. The main reason is that he doesn't like reckless and naive young people.

"No need, just start." He nodded to Wen Zile, his emotionless face looking particularly cold.

Wen Zile led him to the entrance of the secret room, as if parting between life and death, glanced at him reluctantly, and then disappeared on the other side of the black curtain.

Jiao Shenyuan knew where he had gone. The see-through spiritual eyes made the secret room lose a lot of interest. He thought for a while, sealed his powerful five senses, turned into a real mortal, and experienced the popular things in the dark environment. New entertainment.

The secret room was completely dark and there was no light at all. After Jiao Shenyuan regarded himself as a mortal, he was unable to perceive everything around him. He could only use the touch of his fingers to explore and guess what was around him.

He seemed to be in a passage. The space was quite spacious. The distance between the left and right was three meters, which was two meters narrower than the width of the corridor on the fifth floor. There are rough walls on both sides, and there are several sunken holes in the walls, which are covered with cloth and feel empty when touched.

The ground was particularly uneven. Jiao Shenyuan walked back and forth on his leather shoes for a while, and found that the stones under his feet were square. The stones were not tightly fitted together, and there was a gap as thick as a finger. If he stepped on two of them, The stone will sink a little and make a buzzing sound.

Jiao Shenyuan crouched down to explore and found a piece of paper. He turned it over and saw that the font was fluorescent and it read: An Orchestral Ensemble.

Recently, all classes have been practicing ensembles for the Youth Day. The song for class one is "Spring", a new song full of vitality, which they chose themselves.

Jiao Shenyuan found it interesting, so he stood up and tried to step on a few stones. When he walked to the middle, he suddenly heard a strange sound. In order to scare him, one student even hung upside down from above, hung a mini red light around his body, and spread his teeth and claws in the air.

"Wow~" The fear was dispelled by the funny ventriloquism.

This student didn't have much face paint, he just made a grimace. Jiao Shenyuan recognized him in the sparse red light. Jiang Luhao from Class 1 was good at martial arts and Chinese classes.

Teacher Jiao's indifference hurt Jiang Luhao's confidence. When he was alone, he was lustful but not courageous. He only dared to touch Teacher Jiao's shoulder twice, then he asked for trouble and used his upper abdominal strength to roll it up, making a thumping sound. He hid behind the wall, waiting for other classmates to embolden him later so that he could touch the cold flower.

"So I don't like young boys..." Jiao Shenyuan said to himself. They all like direct human beings, especially mature men. Most of them are open-minded in making love and will not be so timid or ejaculate instantly when they are excited.

There was wind around, blowing in from those holes. The sound was probably made by a hair dryer. Jiao Shenyuan could also feel the warm warmth in the wind, making the secret room less cold. This approach is worth pondering.

After weakening the five senses, I could not see anything clearly in the darkness. I remembered the sound and approximate location of the stone I had just stepped on, but I still stepped on it incorrectly.

The first level was more difficult than he expected. After failing about five times, the walls on both sides moved. He raised his hand and groped, and found that the wall was getting closer and closer to him, the space became smaller, the wind around him became stronger, and strange crying sounds could be heard in the narrow passage.

Nice atmosphere. This is the current evaluation given by Jiao Shenyuan.

He originally thought that the students in Class 1 were all lustful people but not courageous, and they didn't dare to do anything to him at first, but he miscalculated.

After the sixth failure, an alarm sounded: "Please escape from the tenor corridor as soon as possible." A door suddenly appeared in the dead end ahead, marked by a glowing line.

The walls on both sides were approaching Jiao Shenyuan's body. He took a step at the beginning and found that he could no longer walk. The round holes in the wall stretched out dense hands to block the road ahead.

His body was surrounded by four or five hands, touching him from top to bottom, tearing his windbreaker and trousers. He was more courageous than he thought. They didn't care at all how much the clothes on his body were worth, and they just relied on brute force to tear them apart.

Those hands were extremely strong, stopping him here. It was difficult for Jiao Shenyuan to move forward with his mortal strength. It seemed that the first few people would not let him go until they stripped him naked and touched him thoroughly.

They tore it apart eagerly, violently tearing the windbreaker, lining, trousers, and underpants into pieces, and then imprisoned him like a net and groped every part of his body, especially his lower body. Three of them had both hands. She reached between his legs and rubbed his flower hole and hole.

The fox demon's body was sensitive, so Jiao Shenyuan unlocked the touch seal and enjoyed the caress of several hands on his body. Since he couldn't move forward, it was better to wait until they had touched enough before moving forward.

His body quickly became emotional. Although these students were frizzy and eager to touch him, they had learned in advance and knew how to make him more comfortable. They pinched the hard and pointed nipples on the flat chest and caressed them rawly under the firm buttocks. Dry holes.

It was just that two hands were not very honest, lingering on Jiao Shenyuan's smooth skin, touching from top to bottom, including his face and ankles, back and forth, touching Jiao Shenyuan thoroughly.

The fox demon's tail gradually emerged and swayed behind it, which did not surprise any of the students. Everyone knew that he was a fox demon and couldn't help but insert it into the tail to comb his hair.

Jiao Shenyuan's face was flushed, and his aloofness disappeared in the blink of an eye, and his soft breathing sounded in the passage: "Yeah~ Yeah~"

The charming voice was very low, but it aroused the lust of the young and energetic students. They wanted to tear down the wall and go straight in to fuck the girl.

"You haven't finished touching it yet? We're still waiting behind you." Someone urged in a low voice from the front.

The hands on the wall finally got their holes wet, so they had to give them away, which was extremely reluctant. However, there were more wolves than meat here, so if you wanted to cooperate, you had to share the pie appropriately. They lifted Jiao Shenyuan's whole body, like a conveyor belt, and handed the naked man over to accept the impatient caresses of other hands.

"Ah~umI can't insert so many fingers into my hole, eh"

In the darkness, the invisible naked body was covered with hands, and the two holes were crowded with fingers, all of them excitedly wanting to insert into Jiao Shenyuan's holes, which made Jiao Shenyuan feel uncomfortable and stretched. During his ejaculation, those fingers would still move and press against his sensitive spots.

The more emotional the fox demon becomes, the stronger the invisible temptation power becomes, bewitching the people behind the wall until their blood boils.

Those who had touched him before still wanted to touch him, so they gathered around the middle of the passage. They would rather kneel down and lift Jiao Shenyuan up with their arms than stay beside him to rest.

More than a dozen hands stretched into the circular hole, squeezing the fragile wall into cracks. They kneaded and rubbed Jiao Shenyuan's body to their heart's content, making the fox demon's two acupoints water.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... let me get through this." Although the fox demon is slutty, his sensitive body cannot bear the caressing of so many people.

In the past, men had a lot of yang energy, and only one or two were enough. But in the modern era, Jiao Shenyuan has no choice but to collect yang energy not only every day, but also from multiple men, from time to time. During a slutty party, he dealt with seven or eight men by himself. Every time, his hole was fucked to pieces, and his yang energy was only enough to last him four or five days.

If he hadn't been born to be more tolerant and his two holes recovered quickly, he wouldn't have been able to endure such day and night fucking and once-a-week sex.

"Teacher Jiao, do you feel comfortable when we touch you?"

"It must be very comfortable, the hole is full of water."

"These two sluttypussies must be very enjoyable to fuck, and they can withstand the sex even with plenty of water. We all saw it at the hot spring hotel that day, Teacher Jiao and the principal..."

Jiao Shenyuan was touched by them, and his whole body was red, and he whispered lewd screams in the sound of lewd water. The vulgar words behind the wall, like a whip of pleasure, hit him painlessly, stimulating him to secrete more lewd water

Some of the hands on the body are hot and some are cold. The cold ones must have just washed their hands, and Jiao Shenyuan could smell the smell of the school pool. The unique smell of water and the scent of soap were neither pleasant nor unpleasant.