Feng Jing didn't sleep well that night, maybe because he slept for three days, or maybe the street outside was a little noisy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He lay on the bed and rolled around from time to time, and sometimes when he was annoyed, he grabbed his head with both hands and screamed like crazy.

I finally fell asleep in the middle of the night, but I was awakened by urine not long after my eyes were closed, I got up and went to the toilet to lie back, my brain began to think crankily again, and after grabbing it for a while, I simply got up and didn't sleep.

Open the iron gates, and the sun has already shown its face, peeking into people's nightlife.

Feng Jing rubbed his eyes, sat on the steps at the door for a while, felt sick to his stomach, and went to the toilet.

Zhu Qingqing carried a backpack on her back, jumped towards the door shop with a drink, and shouted at the door: "Brother Jing, are you up?" ”

After a long time, no one answered, turned sideways through the narrow passage, the door was open, Zhu Qingqing poked her head in, and muttered: "Alone, where did you go early in the morning?" ”

When the toilet door was opened, there was an exclamation from the narrow passage that drowned out another.

Zhu Qingqing pushed open the unlocked toilet door, and saw Feng Jing dozing off on the toilet without pants, she stared at Feng Jing's little brother in a daze and screamed.

Feng Jing, who fell asleep against the water tank, was woken up by the scream, and found that his little brother was being stared at by a girl, and immediately covered his hands down. The screams drowned out the girl's screams, and her eyes kept moving back and forth between the little brother and the girl.

Zhu Qingqing hurriedly closed her eyes, covered her eyes with her right hand, and turned sideways: "Brother Jing, you are really, why don't you close the door when you go to the toilet, people are so shy!" The girl shouted Jiaodidi.

Who's shy? Feng Jing lifted his pants in a panic. It's okay not to mention it, but as soon as I lifted my pants, I felt that something was wrong. The butt was not wiped, and then he was stunned, screamed again, and quickly unbuckled his trouser belt.

Zhu Qingqing turned around, stood in place and shouted to Feng Jing, "Brother Jing, what's wrong?" ”

"No, it's okay, don't come here." Feng Jing hurriedly shouted, and when there was an oh outside, Feng Jing was relieved, and at this time he was no longer ***, "Qingqing, you, you go outside for a while." ”

"Why?"

"Didn't you do it, can you go out for a while?" Feng Jing pleaded.

Zhu Qingqing pursed her mouth, sighed, and walked out sideways.

"." Feng Jing twisted his body and looked at his buttocks, and scolded in a low voice.

Rinse your hand under the faucet, shake your hand, slightly open the toilet door that had just been closed by yourself, revealing half of her face, seeing that the girl was not there, she quickly jumped into the next room and took a pair of panties.

Feng Jing took another bath, and when he washed the clothes together, he saw the girl holding a cup of soy milk in her mouth, and looked at him obliquely while sucking her eyes.

As soon as Feng Jing's eyes met the girl's eyes, his face immediately turned red, and he lowered his head and walked beside her in a panic, carrying a bucket and walking towards the alley.

Zhu Qingqing saw Feng Jing's panicked appearance, but she became happy, and muttered while holding a straw: "Brother Jing, it's so cute." ”

Feng Jing ignored the girl and went to the alley to dry his clothes, but the girl followed without care, standing beside Feng Jing and watching him dry his clothes.

"What a cute little cock!" The girl said suddenly.

Feng Jing's face, which had just faded, turned red again all of a sudden, and he froze holding a hanger and a pair of underwear in his hands. Without looking back, he was speechless to the extreme, this girl is so unrestrained! How did Uncle Zhu educate her, she was only twelve or thirteen years old, she was so ashamed, she must be terrible when she grows up, and she has a lot to do!

"Brother Jing, don't you think it's cute?" The girl took a sip of soy milk, "Why is your face so red?" ”

The girl walked towards him, raised her hand, stood on tiptoe, and put her hand on Feng Jing's forehead: "Brother Jing, do you have a fever?" ”

Send your sister, fever. Feng Jing wanted to shout out, but it was not good for such a cute little girl, so he grabbed the girl's slender hand, stared at her with white eyes and said, "What do you say? ”

"Probably not, right?" Zhu Qingqing took off his hand, tiptoed and touched his forehead again.

Is it really simple or pretending to be simple! Feng Jing really wants to run away, but where can he run? Just turned away and ignored the girl.

Zhu Qingqing pouted and stomped her foot, aggrieved.

Feng Jing hung his underwear on the hanger, only to find that a pair of chickens were pecking rice on the underwear. Suddenly, he was stunned again, his uncle and aunt had a few meanings, he bought him such a pair of underwear, and he didn't pay attention to it when he wore it last night.

"You, that's what you're talking about?" Feng Jing pointed to his underwear and still said his question.

"Yes! Don't you think it's cute? The girl lowered her head and giggled again, "I'll pick it, it's cute!" ”

Feng Jing's whole body was soft again, and he rolled his eyes: "Cute, you picked it?" ”

Well, Zhu Qingqing pouted and pressed her head.

It turns out that she is really simple, and he is pretending to be smart.

"So that's what you mean!" Feng Jing put on an expression of indifference, propped up his underwear, and hung up the iron.

"Or what do you think?" Zhu Qingqing suddenly remembered something, and her eyes widened, "Brother Jing, you are true." With that, her cheeks were also red, and she stomped her foot lightly and turned to leave.

True color, am I colored? Feng Jing asked himself, shook his head and continued to dry his clothes.

"Brother Jing, yours isn't as big as it!" Zhu Qingqing, who left, turned back and added playfully.

Feng Jing shook his head, almost fainting. The face burned again all of a sudden, and she actually said that his little brother was small.

Feng Jing stood in place for a while after cooling his clothes, but he still turned cheekily and walked towards the shop door.

In fact, his skin is thinner than his hymen, and little girls are not ashamed, he is ashamed of a big man!

Feng Jing didn't dare to look at Zhu Qingqing, lowered her head and swept past her in a panic with a bucket, and she looked at him with wide eyes and a smile.

After Feng Jing went in, he didn't come out again, and went straight to bed.

He had no face to see, and was teased by a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old about his little brother.

However, he didn't know why he was so afraid of this little girl, although he was usually shy when he met a beautiful girl. But at least she has the courage to treat Wang Jingqiong, is it just because Zhu Qingqing is a little girl? Or is it because of resistance to Wang Jingqiong's "nemesis"?

Feng Jing buried her head in the pillow, like a squeamish girl.

"Brother Jing, what are you doing?" Zhu Qingqing pushed open the door that was not closed tightly and poked her head in.

Feng Jing twisted his head violently, and saw Zhu Qingqing looking at him playfully, not easy to lose his temper, and said softly: "Brother Jing wants to sleep." ”

"What time is it? Still sleeping. Zhu Qingqing pushed open the door, walked in, and took Feng Jing's hand, "Get up, get up, and send me to school." ”

Feng Jing was dragged and sat up, with an extremely reluctant expression: "You go to school by yourself, why do you want me to send it?" ”

"I want you to send it." Zhu Qingqing looked at her watch, then stretched out her hand to Feng Jing, "Look, I'm about to be late." ”

"Who told you to have nothing to do outside?"

"It's not to wait for you."

"Wait for me?"

"Wait for you to send me to school!"

"Dizzy." What kind of logic is this! Feng Jing's eyes slanted upwards and fell towards the bed, "How did you go to school before?" ”

"Take the bus!" Zhu Qingqing took his hand again.

"Then take the bus!"

Her fingers are slender and slender, the palm is tender and tender, and her hand is pulled by her with an indescribable warmth, and he can't let her pull it.

"No, they're going to be late, get up." Zhu Qingqing pulled for a while, and when she saw that Feng Jing didn't mean to get up, she shook off his hand, "Don't send me to school, I'll tell my dad that you bullied me, peeked at my chest, and insulted me." ”

Feng Jing stood up suddenly: "Let's go, I'll send you to school." As soon as the words fell, the person had already rushed out of the door, stood on the passage and turned back to the small room, "How can I send you?" ”

Zhu Qingqing walked out triumphantly and slowly, and snorted at the electric car.

Feng Jing blackened his face, pulled the electric car out, then stepped on, staggered to the end of the street, and when he rode back, the technique was already quite proficient, and there was only a gap of two or three minutes during this period.

"What did you just do?" Zhu Qingqing looked at him suspiciously.

Feng Jing got out of the car: "Learn to drive!" As he spoke, he pulled down the iron gate behind Zhu Qingqing.

She turned her head and looked at him in disbelief: "You don't know how to ride an electric car." ”

"No, but for now." Feng Jing pushed the girl out, and the girl stood a little reluctant to go, "Scared?" Then you can take the bus yourself. ”

Zhu Qingqing bit her lip slightly: "Who said I was scared, hurry up, I'm going to be late." ”

Feng Jing stepped into the car, and the girl jumped up unilaterally. As soon as Feng Jing turned on the power, the girl hugged his waist tightly from behind, and her chest was tightly pressed against his back.

Although the breasts are really pitifully small, there is still a little feeling, and this feeling comes from a beautiful woman. Feng Jing couldn't help but shudder, and the little brother gradually began to react.

Smack, slap, he slapped himself in the face.

He blamed himself in his heart and had to be relieved - he had a lustful heart for his uncle's daughter, and he was still a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old.

"Brother Jing, what's wrong with you? How can you beat yourself! Zhu Qingqing leaned over and looked at Feng Jing's red cheeks, and the slap was really not light.

"No, no, there are mosquitoes."

"Mosquitoes? It's almost winter, where are the mosquitoes! Zhu Qingqing said more seriously.

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