43. Vacuum Show in the Cinema (1)

If we say that in this school, Ying Er actively makes herself shine, Yi Tong becomes cold because she hates boys but becomes more popular instead, Shi Ya makes countless poor students kneel down with her condescending contempt of a top student, but Zirou is naturally gentle, introverted and has a quiet and elegant temperament.

She has been immersed in poetry and songs since she was a child. She can play the guzheng very well, write good calligraphy, and chat with girls gently. She has no friends of the opposite sex, never participates in group activities, and avoids all things that seem to be unrelated to being a good student in school. She hopes that she can hide in the back of the classroom to think quietly and study hard.

She didn't even know when she started to be called a goddess by the boys in school, she felt that this title.

It sounds naughty, but she just wants to continue to be a good and obedient student in the eyes of her teachers and a good girl in the eyes of her parents.

If I have only hobbies that are not related to studying, it would at most be wearing Hanfu, JK, attending some comic conventions, and watching those cosplay girls that I like.

And all of this was gradually changed by an incident that happened before.

There was something that she wanted to forget but couldn't help but think about over and over again during this period of time, something that kept popping up in her mind uncontrollably.

Because of this incident, it seemed to break the original boundary between Zirou and me as friends. Although Zirou didn't say it, I already regarded myself as her boyfriend.

In front of the cinema.

My heart was beating very fast as I waited at the door. Zirou didn't reply to any of my messages yesterday, and I also knew that Zirou's personality would not allow her to reply a single word to such a bold request.

But will Zirou come today?

There are still 5 minutes until the movie starts.

Zirou did not show up.

The movie started.

Zirou hasn't appeared yet.

I suddenly felt a sense of loss in my heart. I stood up at the ticket office and walked out. After taking two or three steps, I was shocked.

A girl, holding a mobile phone in one hand, her face red, as if something made her feel very ashamed, walked towards the cinema step by step reluctantly. Looking down, the girl was wearing a white JK school uniform shirt, and her plump and tight breasts were set off against the shirt. Below was a beautiful JK skirt, the slightly short skirt could not cover her snow-white long legs and the curve of her buttocks, and further down were a pair of socks and black shoes.

I swallowed hard.

I couldn't tell whether Zirou was wearing underwear or not, but the sight of such a lively, quiet and elegant girl standing in front of me made my lower body go wild.

I tried to calm myself down, reached out and held Zirou's soft but slightly cold little hand.

This was the first time I held a girl’s hand in the name of a date, but she was a liberal arts goddess famous throughout the school.

I pulled Zirou through the ticket gate and found that the ticket inspector looked at Zirou from head to toe with a scrutinizing look, and then looked at me with a questioning, jealous and disgusted look. I smiled smugly in my heart and pulled Zirou straight in.

"Pah"

The ticket inspector deliberately touched the pen to the ground and slowly squatted down. In fact, he wanted to sneak a peek at Zirou's JK skirt with his eyes. I also noticed it, so I reached out and pressed Zirou's plaid skirt to stop his bad intentions.

Zirou, who knew nothing about this matter, only felt my hand suddenly placed on her small buttocks, in broad daylight, and her face instantly turned red...

The movie I bought today is "The Left Ear".

From the first day I saw this poster, I found that the heroine in it looked very similar to Zirou, especially her student-like temperament that was untainted by the world. The way she looked in school uniform was exactly like Zirou, except that Zirou's figure was even better.

In fact, I didn't care about the plot of today's movie at all. I booked a couple seat, which means there are no handrails between the two people, so that couples can watch the movie while hugging each other. From the beginning of the movie, the heroine was wearing a cool vest in the room, showing her long legs, and the boys in the audience began to exclaim in private.

My hand also began to unconsciously rest on Zirou's thigh. I felt Zirou's whole body tremble as soon as her thigh was touched.

"don't want……"

Zirou held my hand and tried to push it away, but instead of letting go, I gently grabbed it. I sighed in my heart that the goddess's thighs were so tender and smooth, and her skin felt like cream.

"It's fine……"

I comforted her and while looking at the long legs of the heroine on the screen, I slowly slid my hand under her skirt. The further I went in, the warmer her skin became, and Zirou's whole body was trembling slightly.

Zirou's heart was pounding. This was her first time in public without underwear, and every thought of it had made her entire body tense up the entire day. Under this intense pressure, her labia, even the slightest movement, would cause her to leak a little fluid. She clamped her legs together with every step, fearing a drop of fluid would drip onto the floor. Now, as soon as I placed my hand on her leg, she shuddered, her heartbeat quickening.

My hand continued to move in, almost reaching the base of the thigh, and my fingertips seemed to touch a few strands of gentle body hair.

My heart rate jumped from 100 to 180. "Zi Rou really... isn't wearing any underwear?"

My fingers were like an army that had received the charge. I no longer attacked slowly, but instead my entire left palm reached the deepest part of the skirt and covered the buds of Zirou's virgin lips.

"ah……"

Zirou let out a startled and sour moan. She felt the rough palm suddenly touch her delicate virgin hole. The labia that had been exposed to the air all morning was tightly covered by the palm, revealing a warm feeling of the human body.

My hand covered Zirou's labia, my heart pounding. I gently stroked Zirou's labia with my fingers, feeling the delicate girl's labia and the sensitive clitoris on the upper edge. When my middle finger gently flicked the mysterious gap between Zirou's labia, I felt the warm and sticky love fluid seeping out of it.

“No…don’t…ah…there are other people here…they’ll be discovered…”

Zirou clenched her teeth, making a sound as soft and intoxicating as a mosquito.

"Zirou means, just don't get caught?"

Zirou felt even more embarrassed when she heard my question.

My eyes were still on the screen, looking at the pure and shy heroine on the screen, I felt as if my fingers were scratching the sweet lips of the heroine in the movie.

Zirou was no longer watching what was playing in the movie. Her entire attention was now focused on resisting my rough hands under her skirt. She tried to stop my hands through her skirt, but when she touched my hands, I used my fingers even harder to tease my honey garden, and she pressed my hands as if she was pressing me hard against her honey lips.

I was still staring at the screen intently, but the movements of my hands became more and more varied. The rough fingertips stroked Zirou's tender labia from top to bottom and then from bottom to top. The petals were played with wantonly, the two labia were humiliatingly kneaded, and then scraped across her engorged clitoris.

Zirou tilted her head back, pressing her hands tightly against her skirt to hide herself from anyone looking back. Her whole body was trembling and tense, as electric currents of shame, humiliation, and pleasure rushed out from the point of contact between my fingers and my lips, rushing through every pore of her body and making her tremble. She tried hard to cut off the sensation from there, but her petals were unconsciously becoming engorged, opening, and blooming, as if teasing the visitor's rough fingertips, constantly oozing out pure floral dew so that the invader could knead and rub it faster.

The whole world seemed to have disappeared, and all Zirou's senses were left with the waves of electric current from her lips.