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    The female host on the TV shouted in surprise: "This model really fits the model's temperament, and it's a very surprising performance"

    "I can't understand it at all." Ruan Si tilted his head and asked Qin Zong: "What kind of life are you planning for Li Ning What are you doing?"

    "Thinking." Qin Zong kept moving and looked back at him, "I haven't decided yet. Have you decided?"

    "I haven't decided," Ruan Si stared at him, "It's up to you."

    "Whatever you want you can give me a book." Qin Zong blocked Ruan Si's probing gaze with his arm on his knees, "Let me think about it again, what should I give to the baby?"

    "A jar of paper stars made by hand, and a small porcelain bottle made by hand." Ruan Si shook the remote control, "I pinched a few moons. Is this remote control old? It always doesn't respond."

    Qin Zong took it and opened the back cover, "Try changing the battery."

    "There are two pieces in the desk drawer." Ruan Si spread his arms, "I'm too lazy to move." Then he turned to Qin Zong, "What are you doing?"

    "Thinking." Qin Zong said, "I will examine myself three times a day."

    "What are you blocking?" Ruan Si leaned over, "You look like you're guarding against what I'm going to do."

    The small cat ears are close to the eyes, and the dark black hair and white neck are constantly getting closer, making the same fragrance of just taking a bath rush straight to the mouth and nose.  His eyes were suspicious, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he was extremely frivolous and aggressive.  The elbow arm supporting Qin Zong's shoulder has weight and is the well-proportioned muscles of a young man.

    This doesn¡¯t look like a girl at all.

    "Aren't you just going to do something to me now?" Qin Zong still put his palms on his mouth and nose, but there was no way to stop the fresh scent of shower gel.  He leaned back slightly and said, "Don't be ruthless, just give me a moma."

    ¡°It¡¯s so satisfying, okay,¡± Ruan Si exclaimed enthusiastically, ¡°Yeah!¡±

    Qin Zong covered his face and said coquettishly: "Go away, I hate you."

    "You're a little crazy." Ruan Si pulled the cat's ears, "Don't rub into my arms Damn it!"

    He was pushed off the sofa by Qin Zong who was shyly burying his head. The floor felt cold on his buttocks.  Qin Zong quickly stood up and pulled his arm. Ruan Si took advantage of the situation and saw indescribable embarrassment at a glance.

    Ruan Si said indifferently: "Should I still say hello?"

    "No need." Qin Zong said, "I just saw him in the morning."

    Ruan Si: ""

    He threw a pillow on Qin Zong¡¯s face and said, ¡°I¡¯ll lend you the bathroom!¡±

    Qin Zong didn¡¯t use the bathroom in the end. It was a big thing for an upright young man to start to miss his spring. Being back to back with Ruan Si in the middle of the night was another secret torment that troubled him.  Qin Zong's back was wet and he could hear Ruan Si's steady breathing.  Ruan Si seemed to have had some dreams in the second half of the night, showing off his unknown stalking energy.  His arms were wrapped around his neck, and one leg was wrapped around his waist, clinging to Qin Zong's sticky back. Qin Zong almost said "fuck" and wanted to do something.  He could feel Ruan Si'ssoftness in the delicate and clear touch.

    ????????? Then before this point of Yannii had time to go deep, Ruan Si¡¯s knee hit the back of her thigh.

    Qin Zong said "Sun".

    God damn soft.

    Ruan Si woke up lying on his back with a pillow smashed on his face.  He cursed angrily.  He opened the pillow and vaguely saw Qin Zong standing next to him changing clothes.

    It¡¯s so impactful early in the morning.

    Ruan Si kicked off the quilt a few times, ignored the alarm clock, and then raised his leg to step on Qin Zong's butt amidst the screams of the cuckoo.  Qin Zong, who was lifting his gloves and clean T-shirt, had a smooth waistline, but his butt wearing Winnie the Pooh felt a bit hard.

    "You are so annoying." Qin Zong pulled the hem of his clothes, turned around and said to him: "You are sexually harassing me."

    "Ah," Ruan Si turned over and sat up with his fried hair. He was a little lazy and didn't know what he was going to do for a while. He said casually, "A professional hooligan, whoever suffers knows it."

    Qin Zong put on his school uniform. The slim sportswear looked like it had been modified.  Both of their school uniforms were changed by Ruan Si. Ruan Si even had a kung fu panda drawn on the back of his own uniform. He was an invincible slut when he used his straight long legs to spin and jump during every recess exercise.

    Qin Zong turned around and knelt beside the shop with a bang, pushed down Ruan Si who was still yawning, pressed Ruan Si's shoulder with one hand, and touched his face several times with the other.

    Ruan Si knocked so hard that the back of his head hurt.

    "This is what a professional hooligan is like." Qin Zong bowed his head and said, "Yeah, yeah, da."

    After three seconds of restarting, Ruan Si suddenly turned over and pinned him down, mounted him and whipped the pillow fiercely, "If you don't use Fang Jie Wa for three days, I'll teach you"

    Li Qinyang popped up beside the door frame and said, "Oh, what are you doing?"When he landed, he pointed his thumb at Ruan Si and pointed it at himself.

    "Damn." Ruan Si laughed, "If you have the guts, I'll see you after school."

    "They have a very good relationship." Kong Jiabao joked to Xia Jing, "Don't be jealous."

    "Get out of here." Ruan Si said, "Seriously."

    Kong Jiabao put his arms around his shoulders and talked about Li Ning's birthday party. He discussed with Xia Jing what to bring, and even after the meal he was still reluctant to finish talking.

    The last physical education class in the afternoon had no special activities, just playing basketball.  Ruan Si and Kong Jiabao were sweating. They didn't want to go back to the classroom and went home after school. When they got to the carport, they remembered that they had forgotten to take out their notebooks, so they had to go back and get them.

    Zhao Yunlin was smoking in the bathroom, and five or six people were crowded against the innermost door.  He blew smoke rings out of the window and flipped through a few more pages of the notebook in his hand.

    "Fuck." Zhao Yunlin laughed: "This is actually a fucking novel. Ruan Si is actually writing a novel."

    "Let me take a look." The boy next to him lit a cigarette and took it. "You can tell a ghost with his character. The main character is called Hey, this is his pen name. What should I choose? Can I get away with this character?"  "

    People passed around to watch, and Zhao Yunlin asked: "Who brought a pen?" He held a cigarette in his mouth, "Don't look at people and things in vain, I will leave some comments."

    "Here." He used a marker pen to draw random circles on the page, and wrote on the original handwriting: What the hell.

    "I'll do it, I'll do it." The boy who lit the cigarette took it, drew a few lines and crossed out the original text, and read as he wrote: "The writing is rubbish, I can't even read the words clearly, please have a better attitude."

    "Stop writing, what is that? It will shock the literary world in the future. What is that? It's a shame for literature."

    "Obscenefuck, how do you write the word "obscene"?

    "Just draw the pinyin." Zhao Yunlin shook the cigarette ashes, "It's useless anyway."

    "That's about right." Someone from behind said, "Ruan Si is not bad at getting along, but he will fight when he gets anxious."

    "Let him do it." Zhao Yunlin sneered, "I'm afraid of him? It doesn't matter who will do it. He looks like that, are you afraid of him? Last year, Chen Lin fought in a bullfight with him, and he couldn't bear to swallow his little tricks like that.  I swallowed hard. His name is 'Si', isn't his surname also 'Ruan'? He's so scared."

    The page was torn with a "squeak" sound, and the boy who lit up the cigarette tore another one casually and said: "Tearing is also an art, like me, with a sense of beauty"

    The door was kicked open and someone was hit on the back, causing a group of scoldings.

    Ruan Si drank half of the mineral water and carried it inside without closing the lid.  The boy who lit the cigarette was still holding a notebook, holding the cigarette and pointing it to Ruan Si's nose.

    "You're crazy! Who the hell are you"

    Ruan Si stood in front of him and swallowed the mineral water, then grabbed his head and slammed it against the wall, then held the back of his head and smashed it into his knees, poured half a bottle of water over his head, and then hit his face with another bottle.

    "I am your father." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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