The next morning, Chen Chu woke up early. It was his first day of school, though school had already started several days earlier. Yawning, he rode the 28-inch bicycle his father had assembled for him from scrap. This was a bicycle with a "beam." Back in elentary school, he’d ridden it with a "crotch-down" technique. He’d hold the handlebars with one hand, the beam with the other, and his feet tucked into the "beam-down" position. It required a bit of skill. Normally, he’d sit on the seat, his toes barely reaching the stirrups. Now, as soon as he got out and onto the bike, he felt his feet already reaching the pedals. It seed he’d grown a lot. He’d noticed it by the ti he got ho. His father, at 5’7" (1.7 ters), was half a head taller than him, and now he was almost at his father’s ears. Sixteen or seventeen is the pri growth period for a young boy, like corn seedlings in August or September: as long as they get enough nutrition, their growth will skyrocket. He yawned, slinging his schoolbag over his shoulder. As he reached the village entrance, he saw a bunch of beautiful bicycles riding forward. They were Zhu Na, Liu He, and the others, as well as Wang Wei from the sa village. Wang Wei often bullied Chen Chu. He took advantage of his height and picked on the weak. And this ti, his father had bought him a speed bike. It was a black and blue speed bike with adjustable wheels, and boys liked it. The girls, on the other hand, were riding 26-inch Kun bikes. Zhu Na, Liu He, and seven or eight other girls from the village rode forward, with Wang Wei joining in. Zhu Na spotted Chen Chu from a distance and stopped, waiting for him, telling Liu He and the others to go first. Chen Chu’s face flushed slightly, and rembering Zhu Na’s naked butt at the county hospital, he couldn’t help but get hard. Chen Chu rode his 28-inch bike past, pretending not to see her. Zhu Na pushed the ground hard with one foot, then rode hard twice to catch up.
"Chen Chu, where is the author during sumr vacation?" A magnetic voice ca to my ears.
Chen Chu pretended not to hear. In his heart, he thought, you little bitch, why are you always picking on ? Be careful, I’ll rough you up. He pretended not to hear, and Zhu Na said coldly: "Chen Chu, I’m giving you a chance. Others have handed in their howork to , why don’t you hand it in?"
"Zhuna, you’re the class monitor, and you’re also the student council mber. Why should I give it to you?"
"Chen Chu, didn’t you write it? I’m not the class monitor or the student council mber, but during the holidays, they always ask to be the group leader of the students in our village!"
"No! I’m in the hospital!" Chen Chu said, looking up at her.
Zhu Na still had short hair and a milky white face, the kind that was so white and tender that it made one’s cock hard. She wore a white, short-sleeved top with a pink flower around the collar and pink pants with no socks. Her feet were so sexy in white plastic sandals. Liu He, who was in front, was dressed in all white. Her white pants stretched her crotch so tightly that Chen Chu could see her tight, rounded butt sitting on the bicycle from behind. He couldn’t help but get even harder, wanting to penetrate her from behind. Liu He also had short hair, similar to Zhu Na’s, but they were two different shades of white: Zhu Na’s was milky white, while Liu He’s was pure white. Zhu Na, of course, hadn’t thought of anything else about Chen Chu yet and was still asking him for his sumr howork. In the end, she got nothing and snorted at Chen Chu.
"You are hopeless!"
Zhuna’s voice is so beautiful that it is extrely seductive even when she shouts.
"I’m hopeless?" Chen Chu muttered softly, "One day I’ll have to do what I’m doing and not be able to stop..."
Of course, all of this depends on strength. Ever since Chen Chu was hacked yesterday, he’d already begun to feel that a man needed strength to win a woman; without it, even if he won’t be able to keep her... The central school was seven or eight miles from the village, and students from four or five nearby villages attended the central school. Chen Chu’s village had only nine students, both male and female, and most rural children didn’t go to school. So stayed at ho to farm, while others learned trades and found work, often becoming bricklayers or laborers. Chen Chu’s father’s plan was for him to finish junior high school, then learn a trade or perhaps use connections to enlist in the military. These were the only options left for rural children. The school consisted of two rows of bungalows. The front row housed the classrooms, where the teachers worked, and the back row contained classrooms. The entire central school had about a hundred students in the first, second, and third grades combined, with each class consisting of about thirty students, divided into grade groups. Chen Chu would be in the third grade when school started... Chen Chu parked his 28-inch bicycle in the school parking lot. He walked towards the classroom with his ragged schoolbag. It was already noisy inside. The boys and girls were already fighting. No one paid any attention to Chen Chu when he walked into the classroom. He walked to his seat at the back as usual and slept with his head resting on the table. He sat at the back not because he was tall, but because he was a poor student. He was about to start class. At this ti, the class teacher, Ms. Wang Xia, who was in her twenties and had just gotten married, ca in and said, "Is everyone here today? The school is organizing a weeding activity, co out!"
"Ouch!" The whole class sighed.
The horoom teacher had no choice. Rural schools were like that; all the work was assigned to students. School had just started a few days ago, so not many students showed up. Today, however, everyone was there, so they started weeding. After the rain during the holiday, the grass in the lon patch to the right of the playground had grown very tall. The school owned the land, and the weeding was the responsibility of the students. Teacher Wang Xia, wearing a long skirt, was distributing tasks from furrow to furrow. She was twenty-seven years old and had gotten married last year. She had gained a bit of a rounder figure, but that made her look even more charming. Chen Chu struck her as a relatively honest person. So, she assigned him to the girls’ weeding area, where the grass was light and relatively low. It was easy to pull. It was a privilege for a student like him who was obedient and docile. After distributing tasks, Wang Xia would occasionally help other students pull a few weeds. She also helped Chen Chu. Chen Chu looked up at Wang Xia’s plump, round butt. He swallowed hard, his cock hardening. Wang Xia pulled a few weeds, then stood up and rubbed her waist. Her waist wasn’t slender, and she was rather plump, which gave her a sensual thrill. She was tired now, stretching her back, her legs straddling the ridge. Chen Chu looked up in the sunlight and saw that her skirt was almost transparent between her legs. He could even see the imprint of her underwear between her thighs, a distinct groove. He couldn’t help but think of what Old Man Zhang said: "There’s a ditch three feet from the ground." It seed to be true. Wang Xia had never dread that Chen Chu, from behind her, was looking at her so intently. He urged everyone to work faster so they could get to class. The students all agreed weakly. Wang Xia rested for a mont, then went back to help other students pull weeds. While she was standing in front of Chen Chu, he nearly reached into her crotch and rubbed it. He looked at the slit between her thighs and rubbed it hard. Chen Chu exhaled a few tis and couldn’t help but pull slower. By then, Zhu Na and Liu He behind him had surpassed him. There were only about twenty students left in the third grade class, mostly girls. He had no idea how Teacher Wang Xia had assigned him to the ridge next to Zhu Na and Liu He. The two girls glanced back at him. Zhu Na wanted to say sothing, but Liu He pulled her back. His implication was that talking to him was like talking to a wall. The two girls ignored him and continued to pull weeds. There was less grass here, so it would be quicker to pull. Besides, rural children, both boys and girls, were not so delicate; doing farm work was normal at ho. Chen Chu was about to take a break, his mind still reeling from the image of Teacher Wang Xia’s large butt and the deep grooves between her legs. His bottom was hard, and he felt uncomfortable working. Then, his eyes lit up. He saw Zhu Na and Liu He, the two girls, weeding with their butts raised. Their butts jiggled, especially Liu He’s. She was wearing white pants today, and they were a little wet from sweating, revealing the imprint of her black underwear. Sotis, when she squatted, a shallow cleavage of her buttocks would show from behind. The sight of her snow-white lower back and the fleshy cleft of her buttocks made Chen Chu’s cock even harder. Liu He and Zhu Na were both sixteen, after all, much younger than Ji Xiaotao. Chen Chu’s heart burned with desire, wanting to shove his cock against the clefts of those two girls. It would be best if the girls just stuck their buttocks out like that, and then he could get on top and fuck them. Just then, Wang Xia yelled a few more tis, "Classmates, work harder!" She couldn’t help but notice Chen Chu and frowned. Chen Chu was lost in thought as he stared straight ahead when a pair of white high heels stopped right before him. Then, Wang Xia stood there, her back to him, motionless. Chen Chu jumped. Wang Xia was wearing no stockings, her legs bare. Her skirt swayed, the thin Dacron skirt seeming almost transparent in the sunlight. The pink petals on Wang Xia’s skirt barely blocked out the view from underneath. The deep groove between her thighs irritated Chen Chu’s nostrils, sending a wave of heat. Any other student would have lowered their head long ago, but Chen Chu, after all, had already experienced sex and was a bit bolder. He longed to hug Wang Xia’s big butt and sniff it, to touch the groove. Wang Xia stood there for a mont, then slowly moved forward. She turned and, seemingly unintentionally, smiled at Chen Chu, who hurriedly lowered his head to pull weeds. She giggled again and shouted to the class, "We’re almost there! Good luck everyone!" ... Wang Xia graduated from Hancheng University and was assigned here as a full-ti teacher. With connections, she could be transferred elsewhere in the future. However, she had to work here for three years. That was all Chen Chu knew, but he had a vague feeling that Wang Xia was deliberately trying to seduce him by standing next to him. If that was the case, he wouldn’t mind roughing up the horoom teacher. Wang Xia was in her late twenties. When she lectured in the sumr, Chen Chu sat in the back, his genitals visible through the sunlight. Two slender, plump thighs, vaguely visible, were even more alluring. But back then, I hadn’t seen them as carefully, or as closely, as I had just now. Chen Chu swallowed hard again. ... Students brought their own lunches, and the school had a place to heat them. After weeding, the morning was practically gone. After afternoon study session, Chen Chu was sleeping. Zhu Na approached coldly.
"Chen Chu! Our horoom teacher, Ms. Wang Xia, wants you to go to her office!"
Chen Chu was also asleep and yawned: "What do you want to do?"
"Because you didn’t do your sumr howork!"
Chen Chu snorted softly, then ca to Wang Xia’s office. He knocked on the door and then walked in. The middle school was a bungalow, and the offices were all independent rooms. Wang Xia was sitting on a chair. At this ti, her curtains blocked the view, and the room was a little dark. She was wearing black high heels and black stockings on her legs. She sat on the chair, and the pink skirt was also pulled up, all the way to the root of her thighs...
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