Rewind to when Marina had just taken off her underwear, and the perspective shifts back to Song Ning.

He slowly closed the door, silently retreated to the stairwell, steadied himself, and called out, “Nai-chan, are you in your room?”

He deliberately stayed here to give Marina some time to tidy up, turn off the photos on the computer, and hide her underwear. He didn’t give her enough time, so the dirty underwear wouldn’t be hidden too well, and she wouldn’t have time to change into new underwear.

The girl didn’t respond. Song Ning took two steps up the stairs, quickly walked to Marina’s room, gently knocked on the door, and asked again, “Naina-chan, are you in your room?”

“T-Teacher, I’m here!” came the girl’s slightly hurried response from the room. From her voice, it was clear that she was anxiously pacing back and forth in the room. Song Ning did not urge her again and patiently waited for three breaths before the door finally opened.

After entering the room, Song Ning secretly observed the room and found that the computer screen was empty. Although the bed was clean and tidy, there seemed to be something under the pillow. The girl had her head down and didn’t dare to look at him, with her hands pressing down on her skirt. He knew that the girl hadn’t had time to change into new underwear.

He took a step forward, standing almost next to Marina, letting his already bulging crotch enter the girl’s view. When he saw that her already pink earlobes and neck had become even redder, Song Ning knew that Marina had noticed something she should and shouldn’t have noticed.

So, in a teasing tone, he asked her, “Are you planning to have me stand here forever? Well, I’d be happy to stand here with the beautiful Nai-chan forever!”

The girl hurriedly offered him her seat, but Song Ning didn’t accept. Instead, he plopped down on the girl’s bed without any politeness, his hand casually resting on the slightly messy pillow. Sure enough, Marina, who had something to hide, stared blankly. Song Ning coughed lightly: “Ahem… So, is Marina all alone at home?”

Marina, lost in thought, seemed not to hear him, so Song Ning had to raise his voice to call her back to her senses: “Na-chan?!” The girl finally turned to look at Song Ning. Marina’s embarrassed expression almost made Song Ning unable to resist finding out. He smiled and gently asked her again, asking if she had been good and if she had done anything bad. These simple, almost provocative questions made Marina lower her head in embarrassment. Song Ning knew that the time was right.

“What’s this?” Song Ning took out the underwear hidden under the pillow, examining it carefully as she asked Marina, “Why is it still wet? Won’t leaving it here make the pillow wet?”

“Dame!” Marina, who was kneeling, suddenly straightened up, then slumped back down on the ground, her panicked expression turning into extreme shame. She stared blankly at Song Ning, not daring to tell him that it was a pair of underwear that had just been taken off. But even if she didn’t say anything, how could he not tell?

The underwear might even still have the residual warmth of your body!

Song Ning slowly unfolded the white cotton underwear in her hand. The fabric at the crotch of the underwear was already soaked and covered with a large amount of clear secretions.

He brought the underwear closer and smelled it. A scent of a young girl’s body mixed with feminine aroma filled his nostrils, making him feel slightly dizzy. He couldn’t help but exclaim, “It smells so good!”

Marina, who was slumped on the ground, was startled by Song Ning’s actions. She exclaimed, “Teacher, yamete~!” She propped herself up and went closer to try to snatch the underwear from Song Ning’s hand. To her surprise, Song Ning did not seem disgusted by the dirty underwear that she had just taken off. Instead, he seemed to be enjoying the smell. Amidst her extreme shame, she felt a faint sense of pleasure and anticipation, which made her stop trying to take back the underwear.

“Oh, it’s just a pair of underwear. I wonder whose it is and why it’s here.” Song Ning rubbed the inner layer of the crotch of the underwear with her finger, dabbing it with a clump of clear, sticky fluid. She then brought her fingertips together and pulled out a glistening, translucent thread. The secretion was so viscous. Song Ning pulled it repeatedly, feigning curiosity as she asked, “What is this? I wonder what it tastes like…” As she spoke, Song Ning put her finger, which was covered in the secretion, into her mouth.

“Dame!” Marina cried out as she watched Song Ning about to put that thing in his mouth. She sprang up from the ground and pounced on Song Ning on the bed.

Song Ning had done so much just to wait for this moment of being embraced. He spread his arms and held her loosely, his upper body leaning back as the girl pounced. From an outsider’s perspective, their postures looked exactly like Marina throwing herself into his arms.

The girl snatched her underwear back, but Song Ning hugged her tightly, and she could even feel something hard pressing against her inner thigh.

The two pressed together in this ambiguous and alluring atmosphere. Marina, unable to bear the unbearable silence, murmured, “This…this is underwear, why are you putting dirty things in your mouth…Tame~~Don’t touch there, um~~No…no~~Ugh~~”