I’m Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl

please…” I requested with a red face.

Xiong YaoYue walked over and reached in to fish for the zipper.

“Ye Lin, hold still and dont move.”

Even if Xiong YaoYue didnt care, it was still strange having a girl pull at your zipper.

“Um, Winnie, can you try to move your hand towards Xiao Qin. Dont get closer to me, otherwise…”

“Otherwise you will shoot it all over my hands right?” Xiong YaoYue rolled her eyes at me, “If your premature ejaculation is already this bad, what are you going to do after marriage?”

I dont need you to worry about it. Its not like Im getting married to you, so why do you care if I could satisfy my wife or not.

Xiong YaoYue still tried not to touch me and went closer to Xiao Qins side.

The zippers were tightly entangled together and Xiong YaoYue failed twice to entangle it. There wasnt a lot of space to move her arm around, so it was unavoidable for her to bump into Xiao Qins sensitive spot.

“…”

Im sure Xiao Qin feels weird too.

Seeing Xiao Qins body tighten up, Xiong YaoYue asked giddily: “Xiao Qin, whose technique is better, mines or Ye Lin?”

Do you have to compare this too? If you think your technique is better and that I have premature ejaculation, then you might as well marry Xiao Qin.

“Ah.”

Xiao Qin suddenly moaned. It was probably because Xiong YaoYue failed again and her hand bumped between Xiao Qins legs.

“Please dont rush, this is like dismantling a bomb…” Xiong YaoYue, who didnt seem like she did it on purpose, continued to work diligently.

Xiao Qins face turned even redder. It currently looks like I was holding her down and letting Xiong YaoYue molest her.

Its all karma! I still remember the time when you called the phone that was hidden in Xiong YaoYues underwear and made her suffer.

I think its good enough Xiong YaoYue isnt taking the opportunity now to get retribution.

The snake who escaped into the tall grass earlier made a rustling sound.

I was startled: this large movement definitely isnt the snake, it was more like a persons footsteps. Dont tell me its a classmate, but why did they go all the way around into the grass?

I took a closer look and it was two men in gray clothes, sunhats, and holding butterfly nets. One was an old man while the other was young, he looked like he was a new university graduate.

It should be the two entomologists who come here every summer to catch butterflies. If I wasnt in an awkward position, I would definitely greet you guys and ask if youve caught the blue morpho my dad mentioned before.

The older entomologists had a serious face as he looked around for traces of butterflies, but then he looked around and spotted a boy with two girls.

The old man was shocked, even more shocked than finding a blue morpho. The three of us were in a weird position, so it couldnt be helped if others will misunderstand.

Who would expect that Xiong YaoYue was helping us untangle our zippers, she looked more like she was helping me join together with Xiao Qin.

“I dont understand what young people nowadays are thinking about…”

The older entomologists coughed once loudly as if he was reminding us where we were and not have threesomes in public.

“I did it!” Xiong YaoYue, who was focused on the job, didnt even see the two entomologist and yelled with excitement:

“Ye Lin, you can pull out now.”

Its not pull out, its stand up.

The young entomologist seemed to be even more conservative than his senior. After he heard Xiong YaoYues scream, he had an uncomfortable expression on his face. He tugged on the older entomologist and said:

“I cant watch anymore, lets go. The future of the country is ruined…”

The two entomologists shook their heads and sighed as they walked into another patch of tall grass to look for butterflies.

I could also finally get up and move my numb limbs.

Xiao Qin rested a couple seconds before she sat up. She wore her straw hat as if she was in a hurry to hide her blushed face.

Was it caused by being rubbed by me or was it related to Xiong YaoYues touch.

I guess its not a groundless fear for the entomologists to be worried about our generation…