After buying the ingredients for today's dinner from the supermarket, I started to return to the apartment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I may not have said that the two-storey apartment is a remnant of the seventies and eighties of the last century, so not only is the location very remote, but the road leading there is also very desolate.

It would not be accurate to say that it was desolate, but occasionally one or two cars passed by, but they were driving as fast as they seemed to be running away from something.

On both sides of the road are some shops that are not rented out.

hire

for sale

It's all over the place.

The environment is a little permeating, with a sense of the abandoned streets of the walking dead, but these are not big deals to me, as long as there is a landlord girl in the apartment, I am happy with that.

But when I go home, I always have some inappropriate topics in my mind uncontrollably, or inexplicable imaginations.

corpse

ghost

die

corpse

It's probably all these gloomy and dark thoughts.

It's easy to understand, a person walks on the road will be cranky, I think many people should have this experience.

Although I am not the kind of person who has a dark psychology and always fantasizes about the fear of dark things, the environment around this road is like this, and the environment affects people's hearts, so I often involuntarily come up with some terrifying things from my heart when I walk this road.

It's not like I didn't think about going the other way, but ah, the other roads didn't take an extra half an hour or an hour, and after a few attempts, I naturally gave up the idea of changing paths.

To be honest, it didn't affect me much, because I wasn't really scared of ghosts, zombies, ghosts. If you still have any doubts about this, think of Miss Yoshiko Oshikiri, who is destined to suffer today, and you will certainly agree with my statement.

Ahh

The school's sailor suit set off her pretty figure extraordinarily elegantly, her hair was not decorated without any decoration, it was fresh and clean, neatly cut, and naturally fluttered on the sides of her head.

The long, straight legs were covered with knee-length black stockings, and the slightly altered skirt showed a milky white skin in the middle.

It made my heart skip a beat involuntarily.

Very subtle feeling, I don't know how to describe it.

Because she's an acquaintance I'm too familiar with, it doesn't matter if it's a childhood sweetheart.,Or -- it's a childhood sweetheart.。

After all, I won't forget the wonderful jade feet I tasted in the morning and forget them all in the afternoon, which is a precious memory worth collecting for a lifetime.

So that is to say, there is a not very wide road in front of me, about ten meters away from me, and the girl who suddenly appeared in front of me is my childhood sweetheart.

How to say it, I didn't have the idea of going up to say hello, although it was my childhood sweetheart and there was such an ambiguous contact in the morning, but it was because of the ambiguous bridge that I didn't want to come forward to talk to her.

Scarlet Ink is definitely not a woman to deal with, and it can even be said that no one has a way to communicate with her normally.

Moreover, the incident that happened in the morning, although it is a precious memory for me to cherish, I dare not imagine the consequences of achieving this memory - because it is definitely not a weight that I can bear.

Anyway, I don't have the desire to talk, just watch quietly from behind, these beautiful jade feet.

With this in mind, I followed her lightly, like the protagonist in a legendary game, quietly following behind the pretty girl, but unlike the game that is not suitable for children, I just want to admire her skillful feet.

I'm just a thorough and hopeless foot control.,If you want to discriminate against me, what's a man who doesn't have a special hobby?

As mentioned earlier, although this road is secluded, there are still occasional cars passing by, and because there are almost no pedestrians and few cars on the road, every car passing by is as fast as if they are participating in Formula 1.

Therefore, the wind is also very strong.

"Whew~~~"

A car passes by.

It's really intense!

I really felt it today, how strong the wind can be, it can lift a girl's skirt completely!

The scarlet skirt was lifted up, and it was lifted mercilessly!

Normally, she would have held her skirt down like a conditioned launch, but the girl in front of me didn't, or she didn't have such a conditioned reflex.

She just stopped abruptly and stood still, letting the wind dance with her dress and black hair.

It's not an exaggeration, she looks like a goddess at this time!

Then the absolutely eye-catching boutique underwear, the mysterious white fabric, was clearly displayed in front of my eyes.

I don't know how you would feel if you saw this kind of fat girl in front of you, what you were wearing, never seen before, anyway, at this time I had forgotten everything, and I only had a snow-white in front of me.

The fabric is very wide and thick to block the eager sight that should not be there, and then there is a cartoon portrait of a tiger printed on this fabric, which is not very sexy or even a little childish, but on the top of this tiger avatar, you can see her smooth and graceful waist, which is an arc, and there is a wonderful spinal line concave in the middle of the waist, which is exposed, unexpectedly seducing.

The curved waist in the middle of the spine line is so sensational, I still find it for the first time.

Anyway, I know what is under the skirt, although only the back part is enough to enrich my knowledge reserve a little bit, the things under the skirt.

The skirt that was boldly lifted danced in the wind, clinging to the girl's back for a long time and refusing to fall, how long in the end, maybe not for a second, but for me it was definitely more than a year.

Although I don't want to do this, I don't usually deliberately observe the secrets under the girl's skirt, and I don't know about "when the girl's skirt is blown up by the wind, it is rude not to stare at the girl's fat time".

But I still stared at the girl until it began to dry out, and I didn't blink at the girl.

And the lifted skirt and black over-the-knee stockings left even farther, so that the originally looming absolute realm has instantly expanded to the extreme, and it is unwilling to stop the pace of continuing to spread when it reaches the root of the thigh.

But it was an unimaginable shock to me!