The child herd ate and ate, but he could not stop until he had destroyed all three tea eggs.

To make matters worse, the unfortunate child was eating and remembering the childhood she had vowed to forget, when she didn't look down on tea eggs.

So Tong Mu's tears fell, and they flowed down his cheeks like a desperate embankment.

She hated her weakness, and felt sad that she would be cheapened by a boy who had just known him for less than half a day, and lightly used three tea eggs.

So she blamed Hu Yiting.

She thought: This boy Hu Yiting is really hateful, he actually used such a cheap means to belittle himself, destroying the pride that he had re-established in the past three years, even if the pride was just a thin and fragile shell, it was precious to himself.

"If only I ate one, or eat two and keep one, no! no! What are you thinking, Tong Mu! You shouldn't have eaten it! You shouldn't have touched that paper bag!"

Tong Mu subconsciously pinched the skirt bag, hoping for a miracle, but the skirt bag was empty, and there was not even a penny - her aunt never gave her pocket money.

Tong Mu wanted to return the money to Hu Yiting, but as soon as he remembered that he wanted to ask his aunt for money for this matter, his heart sank.

Tong Mu felt that her aunt must hate herself very much, otherwise why would she say over and over again at every turn:

"Your mom is a **!"

"I didn't agree with your dad marrying your mom in the first place!"

"If it weren't for your mother's cheapness, your father wouldn't have died! I wouldn't have no younger brother! Our Tong family wouldn't have died!"

“…………”

At the beginning of the year, if it weren't for the persuasion of the head teacher, claiming that Tong Mu had such a good piano foundation, it would be a pity if he lost it, and it would be easier to find a job in the future after passing the piano level.

Then my aunt will never pay a penny for the registration fee for Tong Mu's piano exam.

Fortunately, Tong Mu has been learning the piano from his father who works in the Municipal Art Troupe since he was a child, and he has been fighting for his own energy, and he usually practices hard, so he passed the amateur grade 10 exam at one time.

Thinking of his deceased parents, Tong Mu's heart sank. She lifted her sleeve and wiped her cheeks, wiping away her tears.

She thought worriedly, she actually owed Hu Yiting three tea eggs.

At this time, Hu Yiting was eating at home, and he couldn't have imagined that his three tea eggs at this moment were turning the heart of Tong Mu, an unlucky child, upside down.

Before the start of the history exam in the afternoon, downstairs in the kindergarten teacher, as soon as Man Hong met Hu Yiting, she dedicated a beautiful word she could come up with.

"Hu Yiting, you are too godly, the big question in the morning was actually bet by you, that is 10 points. ”

"I'm blind. ”

"That's also amazing! I can't get it, Hu Yiting, you're awesome. ”

"I'm embarrassed about what you said, well, how are you going to thank me?"

"Giggles. Full of red smiles like a cute little hen: "After the exam, I will invite you to drink soda, which is crystal bright and cool." ”

"You don't need to be as high-end as Sprite, just Polaris. ”

"Okay! Thank you so much, Hu Yiting. ”

"No matter how polite you are, I'll pretend I don't know you. ”

"Hahaha. ”

Although Man Hong is a girl, she smiles boldly, and her chubby little face looks very cute when she laughs.

Next, Hu Yiting was still brave in the afternoon chemistry exam, and he finished the paper halfway.

He didn't care about the feelings of others in the examination room, and after handing in the papers, he trotted all the way to the dance studio in the kindergarten building to pick up the windows.

The northeast corner of the kindergarten building is surrounded by a quiet pine forest, and under the thick shade of the trees, Hu Yiting performs acrobatics and steps on the narrow wall skirt, his hands are on the window frame of the dance studio, and the whole person is one foot off the ground and lies on the window edge of the dance studio.

The dance studio is located in a quiet location, with a long row of windows, facing north rather than south, and an interior area three times the size of a normal classroom, with solid wood floors on the floor, thick and elastic. The walls are painted in milky white, there are large glass windows on the northeast side, and the floor-to-ceiling mirror wall is on the west side, and the two-meter-high glass mirrors are close to each other on the walls, and the transparent mirror effect makes the dance studio look more spacious and bright.

Hu Yiting saw about seven or eight girls in the dance studio, all wearing tight, backless black gymnastics uniforms, white pantyhose and black tights, outlining their mature bodies.

Hu Yiting skillfully stood on the wall skirt, trying to maintain his body balance while admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him.

The black backless nylon tights and white pantyhose are truly masterpieces of human creation, they delicately frame the outline of the girls' underwear, taut the tight buttocks, expose the round thighs, bulge out the fruit, realistically depict the seductive curves, and even the breathing of the chest can be clearly seen.

"Someone is peeking. A girl whispered a reminder.

"It's the junior high school students who took the exams, right?" said some of the girls.

"It's annoying. "Some girls are disgusted by this kind of voyeurism that happens so often.

The girls began to whisper, and at the same time cast a kind of cold and arrogant look at Hu Yiting after being disturbed -- it is not uncommon for boys in our school to come to the dance studio to pick up the windowsill to feast their eyes, Hu Yiting is not the first and will never be the last. Most of the girls in the kindergarten class are used to these cheeky boys.

Hu Yiting only had one time in his last life, and it was not until he was about to graduate that he picked up the window of the dance studio at the instigation of Zhang Baiqi, and was stimulated after watching it, and he didn't sleep well all night.

After looking around, seeing that there was no teacher in the dance studio, Hu Yiting felt relieved and began to appreciate the infinite scenery in front of him.

Some girls are counting the beats while holding on to the handrail in front of the mirror wall, dancing their long legs into the air, while others get together to discuss the choreography of the movements in the dance, and stand up from time to time to make a slim comparison.

Hu Yiting smiled brightly at every girl who was distracted and cast a gaze at him.

He felt that people should applaud and smile in return when they looked at him, but since his hands were used to pick up the windowsill, he could only smile back.

In short, this time, Hu Yiting, who was lying on the windowsill, could be regarded as more than an eye addiction.

But his attention was soon focused on Tong Mu.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror wall on the west side of the classroom, Tong Mu stood softly like a flower, holding the bar with one hand and the other hand naturally stretched at his side, and at the same time, like a swan bending his neck, he cocked his legs back at a large angle, almost touching the back of his head before slowly lowering it, and then tilting it again, repeating the cycle, like a charming swan combing its feathers.

Tong Mu's long hair was tied up in a round and lovely apple bun on the top of her head, the expression on her face was soft and pleasant, a thin layer of red shrouded her delicate skin, sweat densely stained her hairline, black and shiny sideburns and bangs wet against her snow-white cheeks and neck, making her beauty more and more clear to overwhelm all the girls in the classroom.

Among these girls, Tong Mu is too conspicuous and conspicuous, her tall and slender figure makes her look like a natural ballet dancer, and her slender ballet feet seem to prove her elegant pedigree. Unlike those professional ballet performers with reed figures, the roundness of Tong Mu's chest can't be wrapped at all, the amazing bulge hangs and trembles with her movements, the thin and soft waist, as if it can be clamped with only two palms, the peach-like plump buttocks, and the extremely elastic visual impact makes people want to explode.

The vitality of youth and the temptation of maturity flowed like a river in her body.

Because of exercise, her originally pale face flushed, like a beauty who had just recovered from a serious illness, but she was delicate and delicate with a hint of malnutrition in her health.

Hu Yiting sighed secretly in his heart: "The stunner ......"

Tong Mu also found Hu Yiting, but she deliberately ignored him.

Those three tea eggs hurt her self-esteem very much, to be exact, she was angry that she ate those three tea eggs for herself. Perhaps, not being able to pay back the money is what really makes her mind.

Hu Yiting was unaware of Tong Mu's indifference, he admired and even fell in love with her elegance, and felt that she was as quiet as a white rose in the morning mist, and her beauty was suffocating.

Hu Yiting was afraid that Tong Mu would find out that he was staring at her, so he forcibly turned his head and looked at the other Yan Thin Ring Fat in the dance studio for a while, and felt a little tired.

So while maintaining his balance, he began to wave to Tong Mu and shouted quietly.

"Tong Mu ~ Tong Mu ~ Tong Mu ~~~ I am Hu Yiting. ”

Hearing Hu Yiting call her name, Tong Mu's embarrassed face blushed to the base of her neck.

This time, she couldn't pretend not to see and ignore Hu Yiting.

Under the gaze and whispers of the girls, Tong Muchang blushed, sweated and walked towards Hu Yiting by the window, and simply trotted up after just a few steps, and his chest suddenly waved.

"What are you doing? finished the exam again?" Tong Mu frowned and glanced at Hu Yiting, then lowered his head again, raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead.

When he ran over, Tong Mu thought that he would say in a firm tone at the first time: "You go! ”

But somehow, the words changed when they came to their mouths.

"It's over. Hu Yiting grinned and showed a neat sixteen white teeth, and responded with a huge and bright smile in response to Tong Mu.

Tong Mu was infected by Hu Yiting's smirk, and couldn't help but laugh too: "What are you looking for me?"

Hu Yiting leaned on the windowsill and said, "I just came to see you dance, you dance so beautifully." ”

"I'm not dancing. ”

"Then you're dancing, and it's also very beautiful. ”

Tong Mu's face was red as if it was about to drip blood: "That's Alabes." ”

"What bass?" Hu Yiting widened his eyes and looked dazed.

"Dance basic movements. Tong Mu frowned, his eyes quickly swept over the other girls, and seeing that they were all looking here, he hurriedly whispered: "You go back to review your homework, there are girls here, it's inconvenient." ”

Hu Yiting's face was rare for a thousand years: "Then I'll go to the piano room to find you after school?"

Tong Mu opened his eyes wide, staring at Hu Yiting like a fried cat, and after a while, the word "no" that had just reached his mouth was swallowed, and he only nodded slightly.

Hu Yiting was very happy now, he was very happy.

"Then it's settled. ”

His eyes quickly scraped on the deep groove on Tong Mu's chest and slender thighs again, and then he reluctantly turned around and jumped off the wall skirt 180 degrees.

Leaving the dance studio, Hu Yiting had an exaggerated gait along the way, and his eyes were full of the long legs he had just seen, a slender body was dancing, and Tong Mu was spinning in the center of the dance group, as holy as a stamen.

Throughout the afternoon, Hu Yiting was so flirtatious that he couldn't extricate himself, and the elegant figure of Tong Mu in the dance studio always flashed back in front of him, and the two slender white pantyhose legs kept spinning in front of his eyes, ** like detonating him.

Hu Yiting, who had just finished the chemistry exam and handed in his papers an hour early, ran to the piano room, which was still the seventh room, where Tong Mu sat quietly and waited for him.

Maybe it was because of Hu Yiting's previous window harassment, and the atmosphere between the two was a little subtly tense, but fortunately, music is a good medicine, and once music is discussed, there is no longer a gap between young people.

Tong Mu even quickly taught Hu Yiting how to read the simple score.

"That's great, Tong Mu, you can be a vocal teacher! Yes, you should teach piano! ”

Hu Yiting couldn't tell how much he could earn from teaching piano in these years, but he remembered that piano teachers in later generations did earn a lot of money.