Before early self-study, such diligent students were rare.

As the bell rang, more and more people came to the school.

Zhang Zhuan walked towards the bathroom while wearing a tie.

It's just that as soon as he walked to the door, the door of the women's bathroom next to him opened.

He didn't react at all, but when he saw Shen Zhu coming out of it, his pupils shook.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, have you been bullied?"

The girl's school uniform is all wet, and her ink hair is also wet. Her fair face is full of powder, and her eyes are slightly drooping, giving people a feeling of pity.

Zhang Zhuo was so beautiful that he was speechless.

"no."

Shen Zhu folded his arms in front of his chest and walked to the classroom.

Zhang Zhuan was confused, and several girls came out of the bathroom.

All of them were wet, and none of them were intact, especially Sheng Ying, who still had something black on her face. She half-covered her face, and her eyes were full of disgust.

Damn.

Really resisted.

Aya Ome!

Before the bell rang, Shen Zhu walked to the door and suddenly stopped. He was in this state and was not suitable to enter.

"What happened?"

The familiar breath approached, Shen Zhu just opened his mouth and was covered with a coat.

"Follow me to the infirmary." Ling Qingxuan threw the bag to the younger brother and asked them to ask for leave, and then took Shen Zhu to the infirmary.

The wound touched water. After the doctor treated him, he said solemnly, "Classmate, you came to the infirmary every three days. Are you being bullied?"

Shen Zhu hurriedly shook his head, "No, just accidentally."

"If there is such a thing, it's better to tell the teacher in time." The teacher packed the medicine box, "You are also soaked wet, this season is very easy to catch a cold and fever, first take the medicine in advance, and then change your clothes. "

Shen Zhu nodded obediently and swallowed the medicine.

Aya Qingxuan handed him the girl's school uniform he borrowed, "Put it on."

Again, I'm going to wear a skirt again.

Shen Zhu took the clothes and went inside, and after putting them on, squeezed them out.

The teacher was gone, Ling Qingxuan plugged in the borrowed hair dryer, "Sit down, I'll blow your hair."

"I'll do it myself." Shen Zhu stretched out his hand, and Ling Qingxuan raised her head, "If you can get it, you can blow it yourself."

Shen Zhu was not taller than her, and he waved his little hand, but he didn't get it, and finally compromised: "It's troublesome."

The hair dryer was blowing softly, and Shen Zhu was still thinking of the photo in his mind.

I want to ask.

But this belongs to her privacy, is their relationship good enough to say such a thing?

The warm hands caressed on the head, with a slight itching of friction, and when the skin touched, it felt as if it would melt in this tenderness.

Shen Zhu was bubbling in his heart and suddenly covered his stomach.

"Okay, it hurts."

What's with this sting?

After the sting, it was the unpleasant feeling of overturning the river and the sea, and Shen Zhu fell directly on the bed, unable to breathe in pain.

After the heart, is there another problem with his stomach?

"Stomach hurts?" Ling Qingxuan pressed his stomach for him, "What does it feel like?"

"Yes, yes..." Shen Zhu stiffened instantly, bowed his head in disbelief, yes, something came out!

He grabbed the sheets in the restroom of the infirmary, his face was red, he didn't dare to say a word, he could only breathe in a muffled voice.

This feeling is so strange!

Ling Qingxuan's nose moved slightly, and she leaned over and said, "Could it be, Shen Zhu, are you the one here?"

Shen Bamboo: ? Which?

After half a minute, Shen Zhu finally knew what Ling Qingxuan was talking about.

This thing that girls come to every month, no wonder he feels that he can't control his temper recently.

Shen Zhu covered his face, tears were about to come out.

The pain in the lower abdomen was pumping and pumping, and the pain was so white that the face was pale, the cold sweat was flowing, and the body was weak.

And if you move, it will...

"You wait here for a while." Ling Qingxuan found a tissue to help him wipe his forehead, "I'll be right back, don't move."

Shen Zhu can't even move around now, he just wants to die like this.

Lying on the bed with no love, Shen Zhu's eyes were dull and he wanted to cry.

This girl is so scary.

After Aya Qingxuan borrowed things from girls in the classroom, she asked the teacher for a leave of absence.

The girls blushed and took a while to react.

Damn, it's not for Aya Ome who also asked for leave!

Aya Seigen, who had arrived in the lounge with her things, closed the door.

I just asked, the health care teacher has something to go to a meeting and is away during this time.

"Aya...Ao...mei..."

Shen Zhu felt that it was difficult for him to speak now.

Aggressive.

"Don't talk, I'll help you."

Ling Qingxuan handed him the 'bread', "Put this on first, and this one."

Seeing that she was still holding clean panties, Shen Zhu immediately blushed, "Where did you come from!"

Woohoo, once excited, then again...

Where else could it come from? In order not to be called perverted by them, Ling Qingxuan of course took it out from the space.

She said solemnly: "I borrowed it from the teacher, go in and change it."

Shen Zhu entered the bathroom with his head down, and Ling Qingxuan stood at the door, "Shen Zhu, can you? If not, do you want me to go in and teach you?"

"I... I will!"

Shen Zhu will not!

But after reading the manual, I was ashamed to replace it for myself.

After changing the pants on the lower body, Shen Zhu came out and found that the sheets had been changed, and Ling Qingxuan was holding a cup of steaming brown sugar water in her hand.

"Is it replaced?"

Shen Bamboo:  …

Ling Qingxuan did not force him to speak, but said directly: "Come here and lie down."

The original owner has Gong Han, and when he came here, he could not get out of bed for a few days.

The little guy is really suffering.

[...] I always feel that the host's tone is a little gloating about what's going on.

After Shen Zhu lay down tremblingly, Ling Qingxuan lifted the hem of his belly.

"You... um..."

To die ah ah ah ah.

"Don't worry, rubbing with you will make it more comfortable." Ling Qingxuan put her hand on his lower abdomen and rubbed gently.

Because she just held the hot cup, her hands became very warm and a little hot.

As soon as he touched his skin, he felt the same instantly, and the temperature was transmitted to the depths of his soul.

Being gently rubbed by her, Shen Zhu's unease gradually disappeared.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. When he came here, his brain was occupied by pain, and he didn't want to think about anything else.

So warm, so sleepy.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Shen Zhu fell asleep.

Aya Qingxuan tore open the warm baby and put it on his clothes, and continued to rub his stomach before getting hot.

I didn't expect that one day, she would make this for the little guy.

It wasn't until Shen Zhu's complexion recovered a little that Ling Qingxuan let go of his hand, helped him cover the quilt, and sat on the side with his arms around his chest and looked at him.

zz, have you repaired it?

[Cough, that's the case, host, if you try to throw it down, maybe you will change it. 】

So you can't do it?

[...] Huh, the host's tone is so terrifying now.

zz...

[...] Slip away!