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Suddenly, I was awkward. This little girl’s nose was very sensitive. She just went out and rushed to take a shower.

"Cough, maybe the scorpion helps me wash my clothes, mix it together." I explained with a hard scalp, and then the little cherry drums smashed the gang, and couldn’t conceal the depression. "Cut, Meizi’s body is not this taste, you like to fool. small cherry."

This hard life was exposed, I was a little overwhelmed, I saw no snoring, the little cherry pouted, "Hey, Xiaozhuang brother, in fact, people can also that, why are you looking for other women."

"Oh." This logic of thinking, stunned me... Little girl has no angry performance, more is resentment, that cute look, I can't help but laugh.

"You are only fifteen now. You can't do that kind of thing, it will affect your physical development." I put a face on my face, which is the default.

Strange, the cherry was taken home two days ago, and I showed my position, but last night, Zhao Wente struck and beat me, in order to protect her, I will not hesitate to resist the second half of the month, plus noon I secretly called in the toilet, and she was clearly heard. When life and death came, I could still remember her, completely touching the little cherry, even if I guessed that I was going to squander the grass, I did not pursue it. After all, even she did not Know how many times you can call Zhuang Feng brother.

"But, people are so big, what development is it." Little cherry did not agree that the subconscious was quite chest.

Looking at her proud double peak, I couldn't help but swallow. I used to see it in the nightclub. The chest shape of the little cherry is very beautiful, especially the two pink grapes, it is easy to stimulate the desire of the man's heart.

It’s just that she is too young. If I am so big, if I can’t eat it, then I’m in trouble. Although I am not a good person, I can’t be a beast. If I resist this hardship, it will be sooner or later. For another two months, the little cherry should have a birthday. When she is sixteen, if I like me like this, I will naturally want her.

After all, she has been living in a nightclub for more than ten years. Her thinking mode is relatively fixed. When she adapts to the outside world, the concept of right and wrong will change. My biggest concern is that after the cherry has a relationship with me, I feel remorse, so I Also unwilling to go, unlike Liu Yuhan and Xunzi, are adults, and have a measure of their own behavior.

In fact, this year is relatively open, let's take the three middle schools, many high school primary school girls, have become a handful of goods, and some even had a baby, I can not understand the kind of girl, do not know self-love, in order to That face, playing with those boys who are well mixed, and finally went to bed, until the twenties, when you talk about marriage, you have to go to the house, you may not remember, which small hostel you are in, Or lost the first time in the haystack.

Because of this, even if the little cherry is willing to marry me, I am not in a hurry. This is a matter of principle.

"Hey, I am talking about height, you can grow up." I grinned and took her back home. On the way, I deliberately licked the cherry, and some things don't talk to the donkey, lest she think about it, she seems I don’t know how to nod.

Since she smelled the smell, I couldn't take it lightly. The nephew confided to me yesterday, and in the event of any clue, I became angry with the fire.

So when I got home, I went into the bathroom and bathed. There is indeed a taste of Liu Yuhan. I can't help it. I love it too crazy. From bed to balcony, it can be said that I want to die.

After taking a shower, I glanced at the scorpion. She watched the TV series with the little cherry. I was almost caught up last night. The scorpion may have some guilty conscience. I went to the nearby supermarket and bought a lot of snacks. Things, small cherries were previously inaccessible, because Fengtou had to strictly control her weight and maintain a seductive figure. This practice deprived the nature of the small cherry, and few girls did not like snacks.

They both ate and chatted, and they got along very well. I went back to the room and continued to study the Bajiquan. The time left for me was not much. Today, not only solved Liu Yuhan’s heart disease, but my mentality also improved.

Previously, every time I thought of Zhao Wente’s strong blow, I felt some psychological shadows. I felt that it was impossible to defeat him. To put it bluntly, all my efforts were dying, not as good as indulgence, enjoying the last good life. Time.

Of course, there is also a voice that does not admit defeat in my heart. Why can he decide my life and death? It is obvious that his brother is wrong. I am not willing to accept this life. At this moment, my attention is highly concentrated. The contents of each page of Bajiquan.

In fact, the second half of the note on the meaning of boxing is very small, mainly relying on their own experience, unconsciously, time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, in the middle of the night, a quiet silence gradually spread, although a little lonely, It made me feel intoxicated.

Take a break for a while, went to the bathroom, and when I returned to the room, the moonlight stretched a figure, looked up, and sat on the bed with a graceful and pleasing person, but only saw her back.

Rub, don't you fall asleep, sneak out to find excitement! ? After all, late night, women are the most vulnerable to emptiness.

I quickly walked over and prepared to hug and hug. Suddenly she turned and Zhai Yu’s hand resisted me. No matter how advanced, it didn’t help.

When I fixed my eyes, I suddenly stopped, and shouted out, "Master, how are you!"

Most of the time, I practiced too hard and accidentally fell asleep...

"Ah, definitely dreaming, don't wake up." I said to myself.

As soon as the voice fell, she raised her hand and tapped my head gently. This familiar and unfamiliar movement only made me excited.

"Are you dreaming of being a teacher for the first time?" She whispered her lips, and the delicate facial features, like the masterpieces of the creator, could not pick a trace of embarrassment, especially when she wore a white coat, under the moonlight, like The fairy is in general.

"Yeah, hey, I always dreamed of you." I nodded without thinking.

"Hey, gangster, that dreams of being a teacher, what do you want?" She blinked and curiously asked, counted, my master and I haven’t seen each other for two or three years, and have never dreamed of it. She is harsh on my training, so my heart is more repulsive.

When I heard this question, I showed a wretched smile and shook my eyebrows. For this master who doesn't eat the fireworks, I love and hate. I think about it. She is also good for me. Now I am not enough, I am suffering. it's me.

"I think... I screamed at you in my dreams. When I tried to squeeze me, I tried to make me a dog. I still don’t want to talk back. I wish you all three years and sixty-five days to come to Auntie, long. A lot of wrinkles, stains, can't marry, then..."

Before she finished, she had a chill on her body, as if the temperature around her had suddenly dropped.