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At noon, Ye Bihuang decided to lie on the bed and rest for a while, thinking back to the math teacher Jiang Yachun's lecture expression, posture, and the smell of perfume on his body. He drifted off to sleep.

Ye Bihuang seemed to appear in a dreamlike pink world, the ground was soft and lively, very comfortable, Ye Bihuang was lying on the ground and rolling.

"Bihuang Bihuang" The soft voice came from afar, Ye Bihuang sat up, looked towards the source of the sound, and it turned out to be Teacher Jiang Yachun, I saw that she was wearing a light green and purple short skirt, a loose ultra-modern inner layer and a shawl, and walked over slowly.

"Teacher, why are you here?" Ye Bihuang didn't expect that he could meet Jiang Yachun in this kind of way, and stammered, facing Jiang Yachun's tempting clothes, Ye Bihuang blushed even if he had forty-year-old experience.

It can be seen how charming Jiang Yachun is.

Jiang Yachun didn't answer him, just held Ye Bihuang's arm with a smile on his face, and said, "Bihuang, are you tired?" ”

Ye Bihuang asked about the fragrance on Jiang Yachun's body, feeling dizzy as if he was about to fly into the sky, he said, "I'm not tired." Then he involuntarily squeezed his head on Jiang Yachun's plump chest, twisting and twisting, and gradually, Ye Bihuang's hand was not honest, and stretched out towards Jiang Yachun's chest

At this moment, Lee Kuan Yew, who had just walked into Ye Bihuang's house, entered Ye Bihuang's bedroom, saw Ye Bihuang sleeping soundly, and exclaimed: "Wow, the wolf is coming!" ”

Ye Bihuang was woken up by this scream, and the whole person shuddered, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Lee Kuan Yew, and he immediately kicked him angrily.

This kick was not light, Lee Kuan Yew flashed quickly, he was not kicked, Ye Bihuang's foot kicked on the table, only to see the table shook, and the books on it fell to the ground.

"I rely on my brother, there's no need to be so ruthless, you see if you kick me, won't I break a bone?" Lee Kuan Yew's eyes widened and he looked at Ye Bihuang, who had just woken up. He could see the kick just now, and if he was hit by a fracture, it might not be, but it would definitely be very uncomfortable.

In fact, this is called waking up gas, and if a person is woken up by another person while he is dreaming, he will definitely be very uncomfortable. And if the person is in a hazy state, he will definitely lose his temper. Even parents can't control it.

You have to wait for the person to come to his senses.

Ye Bihuang rubbed his eyes and sat up, only to feel that his feet were a little numb.

Ye Bihuang said angrily: "Who opened the door for you, do you know that you disturbed a sweet dream for me!" I'm. ”

Lee Kuan Yew blinked his eyes and said flatteringly: "Brother Huang, didn't I mean it, don't be angry, I'll invite you to eat popsicles when I come back?" ”

"How many?" Ye Bihuang squinted at him.

"Three?" Lee Kuan Yew asked tentatively.

"Ten! Otherwise, fuck off. Ye Bihuang knew this kid's temper, he woke up now, and his anger disappeared, but Jiang Yachun in his dream remained in his memory, so beautiful and moving. Such a good dream, it's a pity.

Lee Kuan Yew sat on the edge of the bed, smiled, and said with some pain: "Okay, ten is ten, it's a big deal that I won't wake you up in the future, don't you just be good, kindness is like a donkey's liver and lungs, really." ”

"Yo drink, you're still reasonable, you guy quickly tell me how you got into my house, and what is the matter with me." Ye Bihuang stood up and said with his clothes on.

"When I came here just now, I happened to meet your father coming home, so he came in, but he is out now." Lee Kuan Yew smiled and took out a book in his hand, "I'm here to share this with you." ”

"What book?" Ye Bihuang reached out to fish, but was flashed by Lee Kuan Yew.

"You were smiling very much when you dreamed just now, tell me what you dreamed about, was it with Xana" Lee Kuan Yew said halfway, the meaning was obvious.

"What nonsense, I dreamed that I was the first in the class, so I was so happy."

"Oh, this is a book I borrowed from my classmates, I read half of it and shared it with you, I'm buddy."

Lee Kuan Yew put the book in front of Ye Bihuang and shook it, and he realized that this was a book about what he did when he was lonely and had nothing to do at night in the countryside, which was also commonly known as the yellow novel.

Ye Bihuang got dressed, put on his shoes, and said disdainfully: "And, isn't it just a yellow novel, what's there to show off." ”

Lee Kuan Yew was speechless.

"Xana's academic performance is very good, you are the bottom three in the class, can you be with her in high school? Don't end up in high school or college getting poached again. Lee Kuan Yew was quite skeptical of Ye Bihuang's ability, which was also his concern for his good brother.

Ye Bihuang smiled, snatched the book in Lee Kuan Yew's hand, turned two pages and said, "Dig into my corner?" Whoever digs me out the corner of the wall, I dig out whose head, don't think I'm joking, and my study, you don't have to worry about my study, you can see my improvement in the monthly exam next month, Xiana can definitely be admitted to the provincial key high school, I can too, I also want to see Guo Baomin call himself a pig in front of the whole class. ”

If Ye Bihuang said this when he was just in junior high school, Lee Kuan Yew would still believe it, because his entry grades were among the best in the class.

But he has long been degenerate, and he can still be admitted to the provincial key high school after not studying much for nearly a year? Lee Kuan Yew was very skeptical about this.

"Yes, brother! Although I have some doubts, I still support you, there is a glimmer of hope that we will all give our best, don't we, I really want to see the final tragedy of Guo Dacang. Saying that, Lee Kuan Yew shook his head and said: "Life is like a coffee table, and it is full of tragedies." ”

As he was talking, he looked down and saw Ye Bihuang staring at the yellow book in his hand without turning his eyes, engrossed, and suddenly smiled: "How is it?" Isn't it good-looking? ”

"Keep the book, I'll pay it back to you in two days, don't say it, this book is pure enough." Ye Bihuang smiled, he had also read this kind of book when he was down in his previous life, but most of the books in later generations described the details of the action, and the mental environment and storyline were not described delicately and exquisitely. It's still a 94-year-old novel, but if you put it in 2010, this kind of novel will be extinct, and all of them will rise to the classics of the yellow books.

"Okay, no problem, but don't mess around, you kid, I'll look disgusting when you get the book dirty." Lee Kuan Yew laughed.

Ye Bihuang said: "No, I hurt my body too much, I still have to take care of my body and accompany my wife well, it's a pity that we are still young now." ”

"Is it okay now?"

"Damn! I'm going to think about her! I'm a responsible person, and I can't hurt others to satisfy myself. Ye Bihuang knows that doing that kind of thing at the age of 14 will damage the body, especially girls, who are not fully developed when they are 14 years old.