Chapter 2: The Kid

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Cynthia fought back her dizziness and stared wide-eyed at the brat. She was dreaming, wasn't she? Was dreaming! “Yaaay!” The little brat seemed happy to see Cynthia, his hands grasped Cynthia's waist and wouldn't let go, and in the process, he rubbed his little drool-stained face against Cynthia's stomach. “Hey!” Cynthia crumbled when she felt a puddle of cold against her belly and picked up the little kid with a disgusted look on her face. Cynthia set the little kid down on the sink to try and communicate with him, not realizing that she had just set him down when she heard the sound of giggling girls outside the door, seemingly approaching the restroom. What's with the people coming at this hour! Cynthia cursed and picked up the little brat with both hands and shoved him back into her shirt and back onto her stomach. Darting behind the door, she removed the mop against the door and hurried away with her stomach in her arms and her head down, brushing past the girls at the restroom door. Running to a remote corner of the corridor, Cynthia was torn, if it were any other class she might have left, but this was Professor Li's class, skipping a class once was a certainty no matter what her final exam grade was. She was still trying to get a scholarship for the semester, so she absolutely, positively could not fail the class. Cynthia tightened the hand holding her stomach, and whispered to the little person under her clothes, “Be good, no crying, no noise, hear me?” Perhaps Cynthia's lowered voice affected the little man under the clothes, and after returning a small low “ah”, there was no movement. This sound Cynthia even the little kid agreed, bent down, holding the stomach back from the back door back to the classroom. College classes, not as much as high school, go to the bathroom back also do not need to front door shout report to enter the door. Cynthia now immensely thankful for the looseness of the college classroom discipline, otherwise she had to be so lewd and strange posture to attract how many people's eyes ah. Sitting down with a cat's waist, Cynthia breathed a sigh of relief, but this breath was not even half exhaled, the boy next to her glanced to Cynthia's side and asked in a lowered voice: “Are you okay? There's a good chance that Professor Li will call you later, so hurry up and do the questions.” Cynthia stiffly pulled up a smile, “Heh heh, it's fine, it's fine.” Her mind remembered Professor Li's usual habits, she didn't dare to think any more, picked up a pen and started to scribble on the paper. Too serious to notice Cynthia didn't realize that the little brat under her shirt was starting to get bored. He had no idea who Cynthia was, only that it was fragrant and soft, an animal he loved. At first, he leaned against Cynthia's stomach and managed to stay still obediently, then he tilted his head up and realized that there was a bright light above his head, but it was blocked by two clumps of stuff that made it hard to see. The little kid moved his buttocks in dissatisfaction, although it was comfortable to lean against the fragrant and soft person, but this was a bit stuffy, he wanted to go out. The little head arched upwards, and the little hand matched the upward grab. This grasp, grabbed the edge of Cynthia's underwear, and with the help of the grip managed to stand up. Looking at the white, soft mass in front of him, the little kid grinned, he smelled a fragrant odor, even more fragrant than earlier, and as he grinned, his mouth watered, and he lowered his head, “ah-oh”, and took a bite of the area that intrigued him. The stinging pain from her chest made Cynthia's breathing tighten, and a scream rushed up her throat. Thinking of the person who was making a mess under her clothes, she managed to stifle the scream, and reached out to push the little man who was constantly moving upwards back down. Though her movements were small, they were still noticed by Professor Lee, who had been watching her. “Cynthia, you answer this question.” Professor Li's voice made Cynthia suck in a breath of cold air, how could it be at this time of the day when there was someone else in her arms!
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