After this battle, I haven't seen Cao Zhi of 9 Dragons come to school to take classes. Guo Qiang didn't seem to see how fierce I was in the spot that day. A few times when we met at the school gate, I called him Brother Qiang, but he just nodded and didn't talk to me properly. The scar girl's plan to let me mess with Guo Qiang in the future was also ruined, and the scar girl also saw it, so she never proposed to let Guo Qiang take me to mess around.

Recently, the school has been very quiet, the third year of junior high school is all preparing for the high school entrance examination, and the second year of junior high school has less Cao Zhi, and the number of times I usually see them at the school gate is also less. But only the cigarette scar girl, she is almost like the door god of our school, every day at noon, after school, she will guard the school gate. I occasionally smoke a cigarette next to the scar girl and talk to her, which is kind of familiar to the other gangsters.

The ten tigers and ten wolves in our first year of junior high school have been busy soaking horses recently, especially He Tiantian, who has been pestering Murong Qingqing all day long, which has annoyed me. Murong Qingqing didn't go home with me in the past few days, Xiaotian sent her back. Fortunately, the two of them walked slowly, and sometimes they didn't take the car, so I went home first, and Murong Qingqing arrived home later.

After dinner, I went to Murong Qingqing's house to play on the computer. Although the temperature in May was not as high as it is now, Murong Qingqing was also at home and only wore a long-sleeved T-shirt. The lower body is the kind of very thin pajama pants, the kind that is particularly transparent, and the color of Murong Qingqing's underwear can be seen. Of course, I've seen all her panties, what color, what style, after all, they live together.

When I waited for the computer to turn on, I asked Murong Qingqing: "Xiaotian sent you back tonight, how far have you two developed? Have you forgotten the bet we made?" I asked three questions in a row, Murong Qingqing put his face in front of me, looked at me with strange eyes, and said, "Why do you care so much about my affairs? ”

I pushed Murong Qingqing's face away and said, "Nonsense, you are my sister, how can I not care about you." Murong Qingqing called me: "Brother, you are so good to my sister." Although it was a ridiculous tone, I listened to that brother very comfortably. I didn't know how good it was to have a sister before, but I didn't feel it until now that my mother found a stepfather, because I like Murong Qingqing's sister.

I also asked Murong Qingqing in a mocking tone: "Then you don't want to be honest with your brother, what are you doing with Xiaotian?" Murong Qingqing said a little shyly: "Holding hands, he wanted to kiss me, but I didn't let me." "Damn, they're all holding hands, isn't this a take?" I hurriedly asked: "What about Gao Ji? You and Xiao Tian holding hands means that you two are good, don't you want Gao Ji?"

Murong Qingqing said to me in that particularly girlish tone: "I don't know, don't ask, I don't know." "As soon as I heard it, it was over, not only was my hand taken, but half of my heart was also hooked, but fortunately, it wasn't all hooked away. I got up from the computer chair and sat on Murong Qingqing's bed. I shook Murong Qingqing's hand and said, "That's it, brother help you, don't you know?

Murong Qingqing thought I was joking with her, so she said, "Okay, you can go and find it." I repeated: "As you said, I'm really going to find Goki." Murong Qingqing heard that it was not a joke. She said she thought about it, and I thought she seemed to be a little shaken.

hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "You write a love letter now, I will give it to him for you tomorrow, if it is successful, if it doesn't work, let's talk to He Tiantian, how about it, this time." ”

Murong Qingqing looked at me and nodded. I laughed secretly in my heart, thinking that I had to mess up Xiaotian and Murong Qingqing, who would let him dare to offend me. I played on the computer, and Murong Qingqing wrote love letters, but she kept writing them, saying that she couldn't write well. Fortunately, she has enough letters, otherwise she wouldn't have enough for her.

It was too late, my mother knocked on Murong Qingqing's door, telling me to stop playing with the computer and hurry back to the house to sleep. Murong Qingqing looked at me, meaning that she hadn't written a love letter yet. I dealt with my mother and said to Murong Qingqing: "I'll sneak back in a while, don't lock the door." Murong Qingqing nodded, I turned off the computer and went back to my room.

I lay in bed for about half an hour, and when I felt that my stepfather and my mother were asleep, I secretly got up from the bed. I slipped into Murong Qingqing's room, Murong Qingqing had been waiting for me, and whispered to me, "Lock the door." "After I locked the door, I went to Murong Qingqing's bed. Why do I go to bed, because I am afraid that my stepfather and my mother will hear it, and to be honest, I am also afraid, after all, I am a bit guilty.

The two of us got into her quilt together, covered our whole body with the quilt, and then Murong Qingqing took out a flashlight, and Murong Qingqing and I were going to write a love letter in the quilt. It can be seen that as soon as Murong Qingqing heard Gao Ji, his whole person was different from usual, I understand this feeling, because I am also like this to Annie Xiong.

At that time, Murong Qingqing only took off his underwear, and he wore whatever he wore to sleep. I've seen it too, but it's a completely different feeling to lie under a cover. After Murong Qingqing wrote a few paragraphs, he asked me how I wrote, I didn't bother to help her read love letters at this time, but just said casually: "General, not affectionate enough, the expression is a little incomplete." ”

Murong Qingqing tore it off and continued to write, the quilt was just like that, and I was also wearing pants and a vest in the quilt. We basically touched our legs together, and the feeling of flesh and meat sticking together was really indescribable touch.

I have feelings, can Murong Qingqing not feel it, but she pretended to be fine. But the garbage love letter she wrote can be seen, and her heart is also running around with a fawn.

The two of us lay on the quilt like this and wrote for half an hour, and Murong Qingqing's love letter had not yet been written. Murong Qingqing threw away the flashlight and lay on the bed.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to lift the quilt and go back to the house, sit here and wait for her to be inspired before writing, or lie down with her. Seriously, if Murong Qingqing hadn't been my sister, I would have been lying on top of her by now.

This time it was more impulsive than when I was sleeping with Song Luxi. Because there is an ambiguous brother and sister relationship between me and Murong Qingqing. We stayed like this for another 10 minutes, and I finally couldn't sit still.

I picked up the flashlight and asked Murong Qingqing to sit up, and I told her, I'll read it, and she will write it. Murong Qingqing agreed, sat up again, picked up the pen, and waited for me to speak.

I once said that my heart is not easy to give because I want to fly freely

I used to say that my heart does not trust anyone, because I don't want to taste sorrow

I used to say that I didn't need someone to accompany me because I was used to being alone

I once said that I don't care about love anymore because there are too many rights and wrongs in the world of two people

Who said that I don't know the taste of love when I am young, but I am afraid that my mind will be put into water

I love you and I don't know if it's wrong or wrong, only to hide my feelings for you

When Murong Qingqing stopped writing, I found that she was crying. It's really every sentence written into her heart, why not also write it into my heart. Murong Qingqing turned her head and looked at me affectionately, I thought she would praise me for being talented or say something very affectionate. And she asked me, "What are the lyrics of that song?"

I said seriously, "This is what I just came up with, not the lyrics." Murong Qingqing nodded, I thought she believed it, but I immediately asked me again: "Who sang it, I want to hear it." I was completely speechless, because Murong Qingqing's behavior was too cute at this time, and while I was moved, I decided that it was not written by me.

Actually, I really didn't write it, and I'm certainly not that talented. This is Fan Xiaoxue's "I Ever Said", an unpopular song that I particularly love. If it weren't for Fan Xiaoxue's super fans, they wouldn't know this song at all. But I can write a word for this song

memorized the lyrics. Because I like the lyrics so much, especially the sentence who said that I don't know the taste of love when I am young, but I am afraid that my heart will be put into water.

I saw that I couldn't make it up anymore, so I admitted that this was the lyrics of Fan Xiaoxue's "I Used to Say", not a love letter I am compiling. Murong Qingqing said that she wanted to listen to me sing this song, so I hummed this song "I Ever Said" to Murong Qingqing in the bed. Murong Qingqing's tears that had just dried up flowed down again.

Suddenly, she hugged me. I panicked a little, but I still reacted quickly and hugged Murong Qingqing, but my two hands were patting her back. I comforted Murong Qingqing not to be sad, I will send the love letter to Gao Ji tomorrow, and her secret love will be freed, no matter what the result is, at least there will be no regrets in my heart in the future.

Murong Qingqing hugged me and cried for a long time, and I knew that she was not just moved by my lyrics and cried. It's that she feels wronged, how can a little girl not be wronged if she likes a guy for so long. And it's late at night, and now is the time when everyone is most sensitive and vulnerable to emotions. Everything came together to cause Murong Qingqing's excitement at this time.

After Murong Qingqing stopped crying, he lifted his head off my shoulder. In the dark, Murong Qingqing kissed me on the cheek and said to me, "Thank you, brother." "To be honest, I don't like to see Murong Qingqing crying, especially crying so sadly. So I wanted to change the atmosphere, so I jokingly said, "Just say thank you, I wrote the love letter for you, you have to thank me." ”

Murong Qingqing also collected his emotions and asked me, "How do you want me to thank you?" I deliberately said in a bad tone: "Let me pat your little stinky belly." Murong Qingqing scolded me: "Get out, go aside, when you have a girlfriend in the future, you go and shoot her." I said, "No, I'm going to shoot you, I'll shoot now." With that, I reached out and slapped her ass, and the first time I slapped it.

It's so soft, I reacted instantly, and after I slapped it two or three times, Murong Qingqing grabbed my hand and said to me with a smile: "Don't make trouble, otherwise, next time Song Luxi or Shangguan Wan comes, I'll let them take a picture of your stinky cheeks, how about it." I smiled and said okay, and I didn't mess with Murong Qingqing again.

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