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In this familiar school campus, a pure and charming girl dressed in a JK uniform and black stockings, wearing a vibrating toy, sits at the classroom door, serving you with dreamy eyes.
Is there anything more exciting than this? Chen Bin felt that, at least not right now.
So, with a heart full of excitement, he moved his hand down, along Ling Xiaobei's trembling shoulder, to her chest. With practiced ease, he pulled open her collar, and Chen Bin's hand slipped inside, effortlessly grasping a round, snowy mound. The soft, warm touch filled Chen Bin with pleasure, and he gradually increased the pressure in his hand.
Ling Xiaobei let out a sob, her brows furrowing, feeling as if her heart was turning into dough, being kneaded into various alluring shapes. At the same time, the sword of the kidney warrior advanced inch by inch, pressing against her delicate throat, and then could go no further. Ling Xiaobei felt a sudden, sharp pain in her chest and throat, making it difficult to breathe. A slight feeling of suffocation washed over her, causing her face to flush an unnatural red, and her eyes to roll upwards involuntarily. Crystalline tears slid down her cheeks, while sweet, delicious saliva clung to the corners of her soft lips. What was even more unbearable for Ling Xiaobei was that her moist, tender heart continued to vibrate, releasing warm, moist tears. Thus, she was simultaneously losing three kinds of "water."
This made Ling Xiaobei feel extremely ashamed. Her hands unconsciously clenched tightly, gripping Chen Bin's thigh. Seeing Ling Xiaobei's tearful face, Chen Bin was immediately agitated and took a step back, drawing his long sword.
The burning sensation in her mouth vanished abruptly, and Ling Xiaobei gasped for breath, her delicate body slumping forward. Her pale hands pressed weakly against the ground, tears and saliva dripping onto the floor.
Her full chest heaved rapidly with each breath, her beautiful legs in black stockings pressed tightly together, trying to suppress the pounding in her heart. But before she could calm down, Chen Bin reached out and grasped her delicate arm, gently pulling her up.
Then, Zun leaned down and moved closer to her beautiful legs, gently stroking her heart and tearing open the thin black stockings. With a tearing sound, her moist paradise was no longer obstructed, and the pink prop slid out slowly along with the dew. Chen Bin reached out and caught the prop, seeing that it was already covered in water droplets and was still vibrating with its "mouth".
"Phew... How did it feel just now?" Chen Bin pressed the egg-shaped prop against Ling Xiaobei's chest and asked with a light laugh.
"I feel... awful!" Ling Xiaobei said intermittently, supporting Chen Bin's shoulder. But since the props had been removed, her legs had stopped trembling.
"Is it really uncomfortable? But I feel like you're enjoying it." As Chen Bin finished speaking, he stuffed the prop into Ling Xiaobei's collar. Then he picked her up by the waist and quickly walked to the teachers' office not far away, opening the door directly.
His gaze swept across the room and spotted a chair not far away. He gently placed Ling Xiaobei on it and lifted the hem of her black skirt. Then, in Ling Xiaobei's trembling gaze, Chen Bin stepped forward, his sword pressed against her heart.
Under the influence of the props, Ling Xiaobei's heart had become incredibly moist, almost wet enough to be used as a pond for raising fish. Therefore, Chen Bin only needed to exert a little force to easily slide into her, feeling a tightness and a warm, slippery sensation. An intense pleasure instantly surged through Chen Bin's mind, causing him to involuntarily take a deep breath.
Her hands gripped Ling Xiaobei's thighs tightly, placing them on the left armrests of the chair in an "M" shape. Her black leather shoes had long since fallen off, and her jade-like feet, encased in black stockings, dangled in the air, her rounded toes curled tightly. Watching this scene, Chen Bin couldn't resist reaching out and grasping Ling Xiaobei's black-stockinged feet, gently licking them with the tip of his tongue. At the same time, he moved forward again, reaching deep into Ling Xiaobei's heart.
Ling Xiaobei couldn't help but let out a soft hum, a look of pleasure appearing on her delicate face.
After enduring the torment of the props, Ling Xiaobei was finally able to enjoy the fulfillment she deserved, and her delicate body slowly relaxed. Chen Bin, on the other hand, felt himself being tightly enveloped by the vortex, and a sense of comfort spread throughout his limbs and bones.
After letting out a long sigh, he moved his hands up Ling Xiaobei's beautiful legs and wrapped them around her slender waist.
To Ling Xiaobei's surprise, Chen Bin didn't start moving immediately, but instead simply held her slender waist. At the same time, he lowered his head and gently bit her soft, fragrant shoulder.
In the silence, Ling Xiaobei's pounding heart gradually calmed down, and she raised her delicate hand to hug Chen Bin's back. Her snow-white chin rested on Chen Bin's shoulder, and her rosy lips gently parted: "Chen Bin... why aren't you moving?" "Hmm? Do you want it?" Chen Bin gently kissed Ling Xiaobei's earlobe, speaking indistinctly.
"How could that be? You think I'm as obsessed as you?" Ling Xiaobei muttered, the peach swaying gently. "I'm just a little surprised by your unusual behavior."
“Because I want to hold you and rest for a while. If you want to do XX, just tell me.” Chen Bin closed his eyes and whispered. “I don’t want to!” Ling Xiaobei muttered through gritted teeth.
But when she saw that Chen Bin really didn't move at all, she suddenly felt a little irritated, and her breathing became slightly rapid. Her round, peach-like breasts trembled uncontrollably.
However, because Chen Bin's abdomen was pressing firmly against her thighs, her peach-like body couldn't move too much. This made Ling Xiaobei's heart itch, desperately wanting satisfaction, and her fair hands haphazardly touched Chen Bin's back. "What are you doing with your hands?" Chen Bin opened his eyes, pressing his forehead against Ling Xiaobei's smooth forehead: "If you want, just tell me." You...you pervert! "Ling Xiaobei glared fiercely at Chen Bin, but her voice became soft, almost crying, "Move already!"
Chapter 189 The Final Battle (Part 2)
"Can't hold back anymore?" Hearing Ling Xiaobei's tearful whimper, Chen Bin couldn't help but chuckle. "You're still laughing! How can you be so presumptuous?" Ling Xiaobei glared angrily at Chen Bin.
But halfway through his sentence, he suddenly realized that he was being insulted, so he quickly shut his mouth and prepared to change his words.
But at that moment, Chen Bin reached out and grabbed Ling Xiaobei's peach, his body suddenly leaning forward. Ling Xiaobei's body stiffened, feeling the sword of the Kidney Warrior deeply pierce her heart.
Her words abruptly stopped, turning into a choked sob, as she felt her heart completely consumed by heat and hardness.
"Are you satisfied now?" Chen Bin whispered, seeing Ling Xiaobei's lips parted slightly in a daze. Ling Xiaobei snapped out of her reverie, her delicate body slowly softening.
After letting out a long sigh, just as she was about to speak, she felt Chen Bin's movements suddenly quicken, his attacks like a whirlwind. Suddenly overwhelmed by this onslaught, Ling Xiaobei's head involuntarily tilted back, and soft, moaning sounds escaped from her rosy lips. Her snow-white body trembled uncontrollably, her rounded chest bobbing up and down like a newborn white dove.
Long, slender, black-stockinged legs swayed gently, and her delicate, exquisite feet unconsciously kicked Chen Bin's shoulder. Seeing Ling Xiaobei get into the mood so quickly, Chen Bin's hands gripped her two mounds tightly.
Her fingertips sank deep into the soft fabric, almost tearing the black stockings that covered the peach. At the same time, she leaned forward, moving in and out of Ling Xiaobei's house.
A loud crash followed, instantly warming the atmosphere and tinging the air with a reddish hue. Hearing the sound, Ling Xiaobei's pale hands gripped the chair armrests, her dreamy eyes gazing at Chen Bin. She witnessed his sword, like a cannonball, slamming into her paradise, instantly spraying out glistening droplets. This powerful image was deeply etched into Ling Xiaobei's mind, causing her voice to rise sharply. Her long, slender legs, clad in black stockings, tensed first, then bent weakly inward, tightly wrapping around Chen Bin's lower back. Her delicate waist arched, bringing her flower garden even closer to his sword, their souls seemingly merging. "How does it feel?" Chen Bin asked softly, looking down at Ling Xiaobei's beautiful, peach-blossom-like face.
"It feels...good." Ling Xiaobei spoke softly, her dark pupils slightly unfocused. The heavy blow she had just received had left her dazed.
"I feel great too." Chen Bin smiled and casually took a picture of Ling Xiaobei's current appearance with his phone. "What are you doing?" Hearing the crisp shutter sound, Ling Xiaobei immediately came back to her senses and nervously looked at Chen Bin.
“Take a picture to remember this moment. Aunt Zheng should really see how you looked just now.” Chen Bin chuckled and flipped his phone over. Ling Xiaobei’s selfie fell onto the phone screen.
Seeing her disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, and a flushed face in the photo, her eyes lifeless, her rosy lips parted with a trail of saliva at the corner, she looked utterly ravaged. Ling Xiaobei was completely taken aback by her own loss of composure; her pretty face flushed instantly, and she quickly averted her gaze. "Why aren't you looking?" Chen Bin's smile deepened as he pinched Ling Xiaobei's delicate chin, pulling her face towards him. Forced to meet Chen Bin's gaze, Ling Xiaobei felt the intense heat of his breath wash over her, her expression gradually becoming intoxicated. Her soft lips parted slightly, her voice tinged with embarrassment and annoyance: "What's so interesting about this? Delete it immediately!" "No way," Chen Bin replied, "I'm going to treasure it for life, hang it by my bedside, and admire it every morning when I wake up." With that, Chen Bin moved closer and closer to Ling Xiaobei's back.
Just as Ling Xiaobei was about to rebuke Chen Bin, he silenced her with a kiss, his tongue easily slipping into her mouth. Her soft, warm tongue was quickly captured, leaving Ling Xiaobei only able to let out breathtaking moans. Chen Bin narrowed his eyes, savoring the sweet saliva in Ling Xiaobei's mouth while holding down her black-stockinged legs. He then launched an even more intense assault, enjoying the tightness and moisture of Ling Xiaobei's other mouth amidst the onslaught.
The shock to Ling Xiaobei's heart made her moans even more intense, and she gripped Chen Bin's shoulders tightly with both hands. Her snow-white nostrils flared rapidly with her heartbeat, releasing waves of fragrant breath that washed over Chen Bin's face. Chen Bin inhaled the fragrance, his heart filled with pleasure, and his tongue involuntarily roamed freely in Ling Xiaobei's mouth.
At the same time, he reached out and pressed Ling Xiaobei's two beautiful legs in black stockings together, her delicate feet pointing towards the ceiling. Then, he wrapped one arm around her legs, pressing the soft, smooth backs of her thighs against his chest.
This freed Chen Bin's hand to press on Ling Xiaobei's chest, gently playing with the slightly swollen "snowball." More importantly, because Ling Xiaobei's legs were together, the already narrow passage became even more constricted. It was like the Peach Blossom Spring described in the story: "At first it was extremely narrow, barely wide enough for one person to pass through, but after walking several dozen steps, it suddenly opened up into a bright and spacious place."
As Chen Bin stepped into this narrow paradise, he immediately felt a strong sense of happiness and comfort, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Ling Xiaobei, on the other hand, felt that her heart was completely occupied, leaving not a single gap.
Ling Xiaobei even felt a dull, throbbing pain, which made her delicate brows furrow tightly, a mixture of shame and a strange pleasure in her expression. Amidst this complex mix of emotions, a fierce hail of bullets struck again, repeatedly assaulting Ling Xiaobei's heart. The sound of gunfire, like a sudden downpour pounding through a forest, stirred the emotions of both Ling Xiaobei and Chen Bin. But the sound abruptly ceased before even a minute had passed.
"Why did it stop?" Ling Xiaobei put her arm around Chen Bin's shoulder and looked at him in confusion.
"The chair keeps wobbling, it's a bit uncomfortable." Chen Bin looked down at the chair Ling Xiaobei was sitting in.
This thing is a standard swivel chair, and it looks very cheap; it can't withstand any vigorous movement at all.
More importantly, whenever Chen Bin lunged forward, the chair would always uncontrollably recoil backward. This made Chen Bin feel like he was punching cotton, which was extremely uncomfortable.
"What should we do then? Should we change chairs?" Ling Xiaobei murmured, her slender white fingers gently stroking Chen Bin's back. "No need, just move over a bit." Chen Bin said, taking a step back and drawing his Kidney Warrior Sword.
Ling Xiaobei hadn't expected him to be so direct, and her delicate body involuntarily trembled. A stream of glistening rainwater flowed out from the greenhouse. "You're really quite moist," Chen Bin remarked, clicking his tongue as he watched the rainwater soak the chair. Hearing this, Ling Xiaobei felt a little embarrassed and said to Taoyuan, "Mind your own business! Hurry up and move your chair!" "Don't rush, I'll move it right away," Chen Bin muttered, pushing the chair to the wall a short distance away, so that the back of the chair was against the wall. This way, no matter how fierce Chen Bin's thrusts were, the chair wouldn't move backward, allowing him to fight in peace.
Thinking of this, Chen Bin lowered his head and wiped the black skirt again, seeing that Tao Yuan was already in a mess. Perhaps because Chen Bin had used too much force, the skin on both sides of Tao Yuan had turned a bright red.
Chen Bin reached out and gently stroked the soft, smooth skin, then slowly widened the opening of the black stockings. Ling Xiaobei, watching this, couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her delicate body trembling slightly, and the pink prop fell out from her collar. Chen Bin's expression froze when he saw the prop.
He had been so focused on the battle that he hadn't paid any attention to the prop, but he hadn't expected it to still be working. In other words, Ling Xiaobei had been enduring this kind of vibration the whole time.
"Xiao Bei, you've got pretty good endurance, haven't you? You've been shaken for so long and you're still fine." Chen Bin teased Ling Xiao Bei. "That's because the prop was inside my collar the whole time, and it wasn't touching my skin, so of course I didn't care!" Ling Xiao Bei rolled her eyes at Chen Bin and said irritably.
For her, the vibrations were tolerable when the prop was applied to any part of her body other than her private area. "I see. Now, apply it to your skin." Chen Bin said, pressing the prop against Ling Xiaobei's chest.
At the same time, Chen Bin pressed down hard on the prop with his left thumb, while his right hand grabbed Ling Xiaobei's beautiful leg, lifting it high. In this way, Chen Bin could maintain his fighting posture while tormenting Ling Xiaobei with the prop—a win-win situation. Ling Xiaobei felt the familiar vibration coming from her private parts and knew that she was about to suffer. So she hurriedly reached out to remove the prop.
But as soon as she extended her hand, Chen Bin leaned forward, and his sword, the Kidney Warrior's Sword, pierced precisely into her moist heart.
Ling Xiaobei froze on the spot, her lips parted slightly, and a bright chant escaped her lips.
The sound was like a battle horn, urging Chen Bin to launch a final charge, and in an instant, a hail of bullets erupted.
Ling Xiaobei was simultaneously attacked by Chen Bin and shaken by the props, causing her brows to furrow and her emotions to rapidly approach their peak.
Chen Bin also felt a surge of fervor, each step forward requiring all his strength to reach the deepest, softest part. Under this powerful onslaught, Ling Xiaobei's voice gradually became melodious and captivating. Her eyes, which had just regained some clarity, became misty and watery again, the pupils almost turning into pink hearts.
Seeing that Ling Xiaobei had completely succumbed, Chen Bin took a deep breath and continued working like a perpetual motion machine. The sounds of collisions echoed incessantly.
The chair beneath Ling Xiaobei swayed gently from the impact, making a creaking sound.
Ling Xiaobei gripped the chair tightly with both hands, her delicate body arched backward, her black-stockinged legs trembling slightly as she endured the surging impact. With each thrust, her heart skipped a beat, feeling the rain welling up within her. Chen Bin also noticed Ling Xiaobei's change, his right hand gripping her black-stockinged legs even tighter.
The veins on the back of her hand were already bulging, and her fingertips were deeply embedded in her black-stockinged legs, causing Ling Xiaobei intense pain.
But it was precisely because of this pain that Ling Xiaobei could more clearly experience the joy in her heart. It's like cooking; adding a little salt will actually make the sweetness of the food stand out more.
This pain, like salt, intensified Ling Xiaobei's pleasure, causing her to bite her cherry lips. She could feel her heartstrings taut, ready to snap at any moment, so she took a deep breath to calm herself.
But at that moment, Chen Bin suddenly leaned back, his waist tightening like a fully drawn bow, and then he shot out. The sword of the kidney warrior pierced heavily into Ling Xiaobei's heart, almost piercing through her delicate body.
A surge of intense pleasure instantly flooded Ling Xiaobei's heart, and the surging emotions swept through her body like a volcanic eruption. Ling Xiaobei's soul rushed into her core in that instant, her taut heartstrings snapped, and her black-stockinged legs trembled violently. A warm torrent poured out, relentlessly washing over her genitals.
Stimulated by this, Chen Bin felt a sudden ache in his lower back, and poured all his burning love into Ling Xiaobei's heart. In the pitch-black night, the final battle came to a perfect end.
Chapter 190
As their love surged forth, Chen Bin and Ling Xiaobei's breathing gradually slowed, and their bodies slowly relaxed. Chen Bin let out a long sigh, then wrapped his arms around Ling Xiaobei's back, lowering his head to rest his head against her neck. The fragrant scent of the young girl wafted over him, intoxicating him, and he slowly pressed his entire body against Ling Xiaobei's chest. This caused Ling Xiaobei to let out a soft moan involuntarily, raising her slender white hand to pat Chen Bin's back: "Don't press down on me." Hearing this, Chen Bin adjusted his position to make Ling Xiaobei less uncomfortable, then gently licked her snow-white neck. Due to the intensity of their previous encounter, fine beads of sweat had appeared on Ling Xiaobei's delicate body, including her neck. Therefore, when Chen Bin's tongue roamed over her neck, he could feel an even more smooth and tender sensation.
This made Chen Bin linger, even gently kissing her, leaving a bright red hickey on her smooth, white neck. Feeling Chen Bin's passionate kiss, Ling Xiaobei unconsciously raised her head, her delicate brows furrowing slightly, her breathing becoming rapid. His slender, white hand laboriously moved down to her flat stomach, taking out the still-vibrating prop.
She then let out a long sigh and casually tossed the prop aside. Chen Bin noticed her action but didn't pay it any mind.
He reached out and placed his hand on Ling Xiaobei's chest, gently stroking the round, snowy mound, savoring the pleasure. "Haven't you had enough yet?" Ling Xiaobei rolled her eyes, annoyed by Chen Bin's restless kneading. "There's never enough of this." Chen Bin smiled, lifting his head and gently pressing his forehead against Ling Xiaobei's smooth forehead. Their noses touched, their breaths mingling, causing their faces to flush and become slightly hot. "Don't get so close to my lips, you already kissed my feet." Ling Xiaobei murmured, her eyes hazy. "These shouldn't be called feet, they should be called jade feet. Besides, I just kissed your lips, and you didn't seem to mind." Chen Bin whispered, rubbing his lips against Ling Xiaobei's.
"That's because I didn't think of that at the time!" Ling Xiaobei gritted her teeth, pressed Chen Bin's face against hers, and pushed him away. "Get up! We should go home!"
"Alright." Chen Bin clicked his tongue, pressed Ling Xiaobei's shoulder and stood up, withdrawing the Kidney Warrior's Sword.
Ling Xiaobei groaned softly, looking down as glistening rainwater mixed with thick milk slowly trickled down her legs. Her black-stockinged legs were quickly soaked, sticky and uncomfortable, making Ling Xiaobei instinctively feel ashamed. But Chen Bin had no such sense of shame, carelessly flicking his "Kidney Warrior Sword," instantly feeling refreshed. Today's battle had been continuous and intense for him; he'd had everything he wanted to do, leaving no regrets. "Don't flick it like that!" Seeing the milk from the "Kidney Warrior Sword" splash onto her legs, Ling Xiaobei glared at Chen Bin, embarrassed and annoyed.
Her black stockings, already soaked, were now stained with milk from the "Kidney Warrior's Sword," instantly becoming speckled with white droplets, looking quite disheveled. ●
"Anyway, these stockings will be changed soon, what's the rush?" Chen Bin said. Xi Ruo reached out and gently stroked Ling Xiaobei's beautiful legs in black stockings.
During the previous battle, Chen Bin had torn a large hole in these thin black stockings, rendering them completely unwearable. "Even if you're going to change the stockings, you can't let them get this dirty. They're covered in your milk now, and they smell awful."
Ling Xiaobei closed her mouth, then quietly pulled down her black stockings, revealing her slender, fair legs. She then held out her hand to Chen Bin: "Give me a Cleansing Pill; I need to clean myself up."
"No rush, let's go back to the original classroom first." After Chen Bin finished speaking, he stepped forward and picked up Ling Xiaobei around the waist.
“And that toy, don’t forget!” Ling Xiaobei hooked her arm around Chen Bin’s neck, her gaze fixed on the pink toy not far away. She certainly didn’t have the habit of carelessly leaving such things lying around.
“I can’t hold it anymore, you’ll have to hold it yourself.” Chen Bin walked to the toy, bent down and whispered. Ling Xiaobei looked at the toy covered in sticky fluid, and although she was unwilling, she could only reach out her delicate hand and hold it.
Then I felt my palms were sticky, and as I gently opened my nostrils, I smelled the strong scent of photinia.
Her brows furrowed immediately, and after hesitating for a moment, she disgustedly wiped the toy clean with her black stockings.
"Aren't you afraid of getting your black stockings dirty now?" Chen Bin chuckled as he saw Ling Xiaobei's actions, and then she walked outside.
"What can I do? I can't exactly wipe it all over you, can I?" Ling Xiaobei glared at Chen Bin, annoyed. Then she gently poked his chest with a clean toy.
"Actually, you can lick it clean. It's said that this stuff can supplement protein and also has a whitening effect."
Chen Bin gently stroked Ling Xiaobei's slender waist and long legs, smiling as he said, "You idiot! Why don't you lick yourself?"
Hearing Chen Bin's words, Ling Xiaobei slapped his back in embarrassment and anger, and bit his chest.
"I don't need beauty treatments," Chen Bin muttered as he walked into the classroom and went to the pile of shopping bags. He gently placed Ling Xiaobei on a clean desk and pulled a new JK uniform from the bags. "I'm changing into a JK uniform? Will my mom notice something's wrong if I wear this home?" Ling Xiaobei asked worriedly. "Probably not, this JK is pretty conservative," Chen Bin said, unfolding the uniform in his hand.
This outfit was the last one Chen Bin bought; the top was also a white shirt with a black bow at the collar.
She paired it with a charcoal gray skirt, which looked very elegant and unconsciously reminded people of a quiet female classmate.
"Alright then." Ling Xiaobei withdrew her mouth and reached out to take off her already soiled JK uniform. Her fair and delicate body, as white as jade, was immediately revealed to Chen Bin.
"You seem to be getting more and more used to taking your clothes off in front of me." Chen Bin looked Ling Xiaobei up and down, muttering. "Isn't that what I learned from you?" Ling Xiaobei glanced at the sword of the kidney warrior, blushing, and said, "Give me a Pure Immaculate Pill." "Here." Chen Bin casually handed Ling Xiaobei a Pure Immaculate Pill, and swallowed one himself.
The stains on their bodies were instantly cleaned, leaving them looking brand new, and they immediately felt refreshed.
Then, under Chen Bin's watchful eye, Ling Xiaobei quickly changed into a new JK uniform and stuffed her original uniform into a shopping bag.
"Let's go, it's time to go back." Seeing that Ling Xiaobei was dressed neatly, Chen Bin picked up the shopping bag and left the classroom with her.
It was late at night in the simulated scene, the sky completely shrouded in darkness, dotted with countless stars. "The night is so beautiful tonight," Ling Xiaobei said as she strolled along the campus path with Chen Bin, gazing up at the brilliant starry sky. "Not as pretty as you," Chen Bin muttered, turning to stare at Ling Xiaobei's fair profile.
In the deep night, dressed in a JK uniform, she possessed a serene and elegant beauty, causing Chen Bin's lips to involuntarily curl upwards. "Smooth talker." Hearing Chen Bin's words, Ling Xiaobei revealed a shy smile, her eyes already curving into beautiful crescents. "I'm sincere." Chen Bin gently rubbed Ling Xiaobei's delicate hand.
"You told my mom the same thing, right?" Ling Xiaobei pouted and turned to look at Chen Bin. "Well... it depends on the specific situation." Chen Bin smiled and reached out to take out a scenario simulation card.
"Why did the number on it become three?" Ling Xiaobei asked, looking at the number on the card with a puzzled expression.
“This card can only be used five times, each lasting one hour. We’ve been here for two hours, so we naturally have three left.” After Chen Bin finished speaking, he gently rubbed the scene simulation card.
The golden portal reappeared, leading to the real world.
"Have we really been here for two hours?" Ling Xiaobei murmured, her cheeks flushing.
After arriving at school, she and Chen Bin went straight to the classroom, wasting almost no time. In other words, they worked for a full two hours.
Thinking about this, Ling Xiaobei felt both incredulous and somewhat ashamed.
“Yes, it’s already six o’clock in the afternoon, we need to hurry back.” Chen Bin glanced at his watch.
Then he activated his invisibility field, grabbed Ling Xiaobei's slender, fair wrist, and returned to the real world with her.
Since it is summer, even though it is already six o'clock, the sky is still very bright, with the orange-red sunset hanging in the west.
As Ling Xiaobei walked from the campus under the night sky into the afterglow of the setting sun, she was immediately overwhelmed by a dreamlike, unreal feeling. If she were to live in this simulated campus for an extended period, she felt she might lose the ability to distinguish between the real and the unreal.
However, with Chen Bin by her side, she quickly regained her composure.
After confirming that no one was around, Chen Bin deactivated his invisibility and rode the electric scooter with Ling Xiaobei.
"Are you leaving?" Ling Xiaobei sat in the back seat with her arms around Chen Bin's waist, her eyes filled with the sadness that always comes with parting.
She knew she wouldn't be returning to this small county town anytime soon. "Let's go." Chen Bin nodded and turned on the switch.