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Shi Yang pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, squinting his eyes slightly, and his gaze traced inch by inch on Zhao Meimei's face.

When the eyes of the two made contact in the air, Zhao Meimei's heart immediately accelerated, her mouth was dry, and her blood was boiling.

Shi Yang stretched out his hand and pinched Zhao Meimei's chin lightly: "I've been gone for so long, don't you miss me?" ”

The warm nose and breath sprayed Zhao Meimei's face, how did this sound like an ambiguous flirt between lovers, Zhao Meimei's heart trembled, the hand holding the clothes was loosened, and she hugged Shi Yang's waist with her backhand.

Shi Yang lowered his head slightly, but he didn't kiss Zhao Meimei immediately, but stared at her with a particularly seductive look.

How could Zhao Meimei carry Shi Yang to hook up like this, she hugged Shi Yang's waist tightly, her lips came up, and she couldn't help but kiss Shi Yang's chin, raised her foot slightly, and kissed him on the mouth.

The two have not been intimate for more than a week, and the moment Zhao Meimei kissed it, it seemed to be electrified, both of them were shaking, their minds were confused and dizzy, they couldn't breathe, their brains were blank at the same time, only instinct remained, desperately pulling each other's clothes, and then hugged and fell on the bed.

That night, Shi Yang pestered Zhao Meimei, tossing until midnight, Zhao Meimei was full of hot pain from her small abdomen to her thighs, she hissed and inhaled, and let Shi Yang take a hot towel to help her wipe her body.

After cleaning up, Shi Yang hugged her, and got into the warm quilt together, cuddled together, and rested.

Zhao Meimei was really tired, tossing enough, choking enough, and choking enough, full of wine and food, full of sleep, she comfortably nestled in Shi Yang's arms, and fell asleep after a while.

Shi Yang encircled Zhao Meimei in his arms, kissed her head and face rarely, and had a good night's sleep.

The next day, just after dawn, the alarm watch at home woke them up from their sleep, Zhao Meimei crawled out of the bed, and as soon as she showed up, she was slapped back by the cold air, she shrunk her neck, stretched out her arms to turn off the alarm clock, and shrunk her hands and feet to crawl back.

Shi Yang also woke up, he hugged Zhao Meimei's waist, and his voice was hoarse with the characteristic of getting up early: "What time is it?" ”

Zhao Meimei glanced at the alarm watch: "Five fifty-five." ”

Shi Yang snorted and buried his face in Zhao Meimei's neck, really unwilling to get rid of this warmth: "Lie down for another five minutes, and then get up." ”

As a result, when I woke up again, it was already seven o'clock.

Zhao Meimei saw the time clearly, the whole person was completely awake, and hurriedly jumped up from the bed, rushing into the toilet as fast as possible to clean up personal hygiene.

Shi Yang lazily followed down to the ground, put on his clothes, and went to the kitchen to rummage through food that could be used for breakfast.

Zhao Meimei rushed out of the toilet, returned to the bedroom to change clothes, and while zipping her school uniform, she complained in hindsight: "Brother, Christmas is over." ”

Shi Yang stuffed breakfast into Zhao Meimei's schoolbag, stretched out his arm and hugged her.

Zhao Meimei glared at him angrily: "The promised date, watching movies, eating and taking pictures, none of them were done。。。。。。 ”

Shi Yang reached out to hold Zhao Meimei's face, lowered his head, blocked her chattering lips, and then skillfully deepened this good morning kiss, and after kissing, he reached out and patted Zhao Meimei's ass with satisfaction: "Baby, hurry up, you're already late!" ”

Zhao Meimei's brain was swollen, and she forgot what she was angry about just now, hurriedly put on her down jacket, and rushed out of the house with Shi Yang.

The first class in the morning was English, the teacher stood on the podium with a tape recorder, and the students quietly did listening exercises.

Zhao Meimei's buttocks were like nails, moving around, and the chair made the sound of rubbing against the ground from time to time.

The classmates at the front table coughed dissatisfiedly, Zhao Meimei could only endure it, and finally persevered until the end of her hearing, and hurriedly continued to move and change positions.

Last night, Shi Yang did it too violently, the skin at the root of her leg was rubbed a little sandy, and it hurt when she touched it, so stiffly sitting on the chair, after pressing it for a long time, it suddenly hurt and itched, which was unbearable.

Zhao Meimei was sitting on pins and needles, Yu Zhao walked in from outside the classroom, he was carried by the English teacher and lectured for two sentences, before he walked to the seat with a nonchalant face, and when he passed by Zhao Meimei's side, he threw the black plastic bag he was carrying on Zhao Meimei's desk.

Zhao Meimei was stunned and looked up at him.

Yu Zhao said: "I met your brother outside the door of the teaching building, and he asked me to give it to you." ”

The English teacher instructed people on the podium: "Zhao Zhao, hurry back to your seat!" Don't interfere with other people's learning! ”

Yu Zhao staggered back to his seat.

Zhao Meimei opened the plastic bag and saw that there was a large plush pillow inside, as well as a small box of anti-inflammatory and painful plasters.

Zhao Meimei put the medicine box into the desk, and sat directly under the pillow under her buttocks, the soft touch immediately relieved the pain of some oppression.

During recess, Zhao Meimei went to the toilet with a plaster, locked the door of the cubicle, took off her pants, and crossed her legs to apply plaster to the red and swollen place at the base of her legs.

When I opened the medicine box, I saw that there was a note stuffed inside, with handsome handwriting and sharp strokes, and it was written by Shi Yang at a glance: the pillow is used as a seat cushion, and the plaster is pasted by yourself, I was a little too late last night, and next time I must pay attention, you eat less at school to pad your stomach, and go home at night to give you mutton.

Zhao Meimei bent her eyebrows, and because of the little complaint caused by the pain, she was coaxed away by the note.

She tore open the plaster, pinching the hem of her clothes with her chin that obstructed her vision, trying to stretch her neck, hissing in pain as she fumbled for the ointment to the wound.

After pasting, I reached out and pressed it flat, and then I lifted my pants and went back to class.

All day long, Zhao Meimei was in an inexplicable cool feeling, and the previous pressure and pain were replaced by cold tingling, which was barely bearable.

After that day, the two returned to the pre-liberation period and lived an ascetic life every day, Shi Yang was afraid of hurting Zhao Meimei again, so he insisted on self-sufficiency.

Zhao Meimei was forced to endure bitterly.

The problem is that this kind of thing can't really be restrained by willpower, not to mention that Zhao Meimei has never felt that she has such a thing as willpower.

Shi Yang has a slight cleanliness habit, and no matter how busy he is every day, he will insist on taking a shower.

Recently, there was a store manager watching at the other end of the provincial capital, Bai Xinyu had time to help supervise, and Shi Yang's energy was focused on the study of maternal and infant products.

In addition to collecting a lot of information from the computer every day, I also deliberately took time out to do market research in Naughty Castle, and the day was busy from morning to night, which was both busy and fulfilling.