Song Ci looked at Ai Jun, who was almost crying, and patted him on the shoulder sympathetically: "Festival mourning." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" and then clenched his fists and encouraged, "Be strong!"

It's a pity that Comrade Ai Jun didn't feel that he was encouraged, but wanted to poke the kidneys of the guy in front of him. Then again, it is possible to say comforting words so hatefully...... From this point of view, this fat girl is also a fresh and refined talent.

Although his heart was full of grief, Ai Jun still did not forget his purpose of finding someone, he raised his hand, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and asked: "I'm so miserable because of you, don't you think you should give me a little compensation?"

Song Ci nodded: "It should be, it should be." ”

Ai Jun showed a satisfied expression, thinking that this guy was still a little human, and then he heard Song Ci say-

"Why don't I bring you a dog? Well, the kind with a lot of soft buttocks. ”

"Hey !!!!!"

Song Ci covered his ears with his hands and said in disgust: "It's noisy, this is the lunch break, do you dare to have a sense of public morality?"

Ai Jun felt that he was about to burst his blood vessels, who is not virtuous!!

"Alright, no kidding. Song Ci's face was solemn, "I highly appreciate your behavior of betraying me even in the face of threats to your life." Comrade Ai Jun, hard work!" Although the statement was exaggerated, he did not mean to be sarcastic. Although he doesn't have to worry about having penguins, Ai Jun's discipline in this matter is still touching.

Ai Jun subconsciously replied: "Serve the people." Then he reacted, "No! I've tried so hard to keep your identity secret, why don't you do me a favor?"

"Cheng, you say. Song Ci nodded, anyway, whether to say it or not is Ai Jun's business, whether he agrees or not is his business, and it doesn't hurt to listen to it.

"That's ......" Ai Jun twisted and whispered, "Can you help me introduce Teacher Lanxing?" From beginning to end, he felt that he was keeping the identity of the singer secret, obviously, he didn't think that the author of the song "Moonlight" was Song Ci.

"Why?"

"I'm a fan of TA!"

"Sao Nian, if you want to ask someone for help, it's best to tell the truth. ”

"Ahem, I'm indeed a fan of his, but ......," Ai Jun's voice lowered, "I want to ask him for a favor too." ”

"What's busy?" Song Ci asked curiously.

"Hmm...... Can I trust you?"

"This should be asked of yourself. Song Ci spread his hands.

Ai Jun hesitated, gritted his teeth, and said, "Do you have time after school today?"

"I'm going to work out with the tennis club. ”

"And what about noon tomorrow?"

"Yes. ”

"OK!" Ai Jun nodded, "Then we'll see you here at this time tomorrow." ”

Song Ci thought about it and nodded in agreement. Anyway, he didn't have anything to do, and he was quite curious about what Ai Jun wanted to ask "Teacher Blue Star" for help.

After saying goodbye to Ai Jun, he wandered around for a while to eliminate his appetite, then went to class again, and then followed by the tennis club to exercise.

All in all, he had a very fulfilling day, so much so that when he came home in the evening, he had a kind of rush to become a dead dog.

The Tang Poetry Student Association had something to do, and Zhang Yi had been exercising longer than him, so Song Ci was the first to return home. After washing off the sweat and dirt on his body, he began to revise today's update while nibbling on fruit in his loose pajamas. With the experience of the previous two days, today can be said to be familiar with the road, so Song Ci quickly got everything done.

After throwing this chapter on the Internet, he walked into Tang's father's study, borrowed a printer, and typed out his contract.

After finishing it, seeing that there was still some time before dinner, he said hello to Zhang's mother and went out to mail the contract.

"Xiaozi, the soy sauce at home is gone, since you go out, help bring a bottle back. ”

"Good~"

Song Ci didn't bother to go to the supermarket, it was just a matter of walking a few more steps, and in his current situation, he might lose weight by taking two more steps. Moreover, it is not the family that is polite and never asks the help to do something, but the guests, and it is the family who will help each other and drag each other down or even quarrel.

When Zhang Suwen can scold him with a slap in the face, they will probably become a real family. …… Ahem, of course, he has absolutely no tendency to shake M, absolutely not! It's just an analogy, an analogy.

Out of the community is the express point, out of the express point straight and turn a corner is the supermarket. After mailing the contract, Song Ci deserted endlessly while walking forward, Ah Zhai, he always likes to make up for his brain, and the scene ahead is too classic-

He walked over, and a girl with bread in her mouth trotted over.

Hit!

"Ahh......h Hey, hey, hey!

He made up his mind as he showed a penetrating smile, not realizing how obscene he seemed at the moment.

And just like that, he was rightfully distracted, and when he actually got around the corner......

"Ahh

Hey?

Someone seems to have made an exclamation?

Hey?

Something seems to have flown out?

This...... It's a fantasy come true!

Song Ci came back to his senses with a wit, and his heart was filled with admiration for the god of fate--Ah! Kami Sama! Today I will become your loyal believer!

Thinking like this, he fixed his eyes and looked at it from the perspective of an old driver!

Foot!

This girl's feet are a little big......

Stockings!

Wait...... Wait, how do these stockings look like woolen socks?

**！

Wait, wait, wait, why boxers, and why did he feel like he was seeing a bulge ♂ of ♂ mystery ♂?

His gaze moved up again, over one flat hill and another flat hill, and fixed on the conspicuous Adam's apple and the embarrassing stubble.

No!

Can't watch it anymore!

In order to protect his eyes, he stopped himself in his heart!

But the content that he didn't want to deliberately avoid took the initiative to imprint into his eyes-it was a face that obviously belonged to a man, and this person quickly got up, staring at Song Ci without blinking.

Song Ci swallowed his saliva: "No...... Sorry ......"

The difference between reality and fantasy was so great that he forgot to think about why this man was knocked out by him and fell down, showing his hairy legs and **......

The man remained silent, and suddenly pulled away the windbreaker on his body with both hands, revealing his hairy legs and white corners again**: "Roar!"

Song Ci: "......" was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had met the legendary windbreaker ♂ ♂ pervert ♂???

Well, should he scream? But this guy is not very professional, what is he wearing in a trench coat**, the vacuum is really stunning! It can't be a novice driver who has just hit the road, right?

For some reason, Song Ci felt as if he saw a glimmer of expectation in the other party's eyes.

Then, in the other party's fiery gaze, Song Ci opened his mouth and said the classic lines-

"Little ♂ brother ♂, do you dare to take off your pants and check it for me ♂ ♂ ♂?"

Silence.

A gust of wind blew, rolling up a few fallen leaves and brushing the hem of the uncle's clothes.

Still silent.

The silence continues.

I don't know how long it was silent......

"Perverted ♂ !!" the uncle ran away in tears.

Song Ci put his hands behind his back, staring at the other party's back, only to feel a sense of loneliness - the master is lonely!

What he didn't know was that in an unnoticed corner, someone was staring at him with disgust......