Chapter 87: Spring Dream Traces

After washing, Miao Fengyin left. Xue Wu and the others didn't leave.

A group of people seemed to be petrified, all of them remained motionless and stopped on the plane tree.

Later, I don't know who whispered wistfully; "Teacher Miao just left......

There was melancholy and loss in the voice.

The group of people who stayed on the tree woke up in shock, and when they didn't see anyone to greet them, they all landed down with their hands and feet like civets.

Xue Wu, who came back to his senses, ran to the fat man's side, grabbed the fat man's neck from behind with his hand, and said in a fierce tone; "Dead fatty, I'm fucking your uncle's chest and thighs, do you know how much saliva you shed on my face, what do you say? What can I do to deflat? ”

Xue Wu's fury was as fast as lightning, so that the fat man didn't react at once.

But who is Fatty? His skin is so thick that he doesn't even have a chance to grow acne, and besides, it's in the dark night, will the fat man admit such a shameful thing?

Although he was pinched by Xue Wu and screamed a few times, the fat man quickly broke free from Xue Wu's clamps.

After leaving Xue Wu a few steps, the fat man turned his head to look at Xue Wu and said with a smile; "Brother Xue! Can't you just wronged people? What is it that I dropped a lot of saliva on your face, my mouth is obviously closed, how can it be drooling! ”

Looking at the cheap look on the fat man's face, Xue Wu knew that the fat man would not admit it, and after adding a group of people who had just watched such a "fragrant" scene, they were immersed in fantasy, where there was kung fu to manage the quarrel between the fat man and Xue Wu.

"If there was only one such interesting thing, then a group of them would not have to die of sadness!"

The fat man thought of this question, and he reminded the people; "Hey! Do you think Mr. Miao will glue the paper on that window back in a few days? If that's the case, won't we be blind in the future? ”

LIU Qingdao; "Don't be afraid, there are policies and countermeasures, she sticks to it, let's find a chance to tear it off, but this thing can't be frequent, I think we have to plan well, plan well and make long-term plans."

In the eyes of everyone, Liu Qing's IQ is obviously not very high recently, he has complicated things, in Xue Wu's opinion, this matter is very simple, they will not peek every day. Some things don't taste good when you do them every day, and there's no room for fantasy aftertaste, and besides, it's inevitable that there will be rumors about them that day. For them at such a young age, just one time will make their hearts satisfied for a while.

In bed this night? It was as if their souls had crossed over and returned to the plane tree.

After going back, they all seemed to go to Teacher Miao's room alone at the last moment.

They all pushed open the bathroom door, and their fantasies seemed to come true, allowing the water scattered by the water heater nozzle and the passionate collision between men and women in a small space also turned into a **.

Until there was a "trembling" in the lower body, Xue Wu and a group of them who were covered with quilts had a happy and satisfied expression on their faces.

When they woke up in the morning, Xue Wu, who was attracted by the coolness coming from below, lifted their quilts and opened their pants, and they all suddenly realized.

"This ...... It turned out to be a dream, a spring dream with traces. ”

It seems that he wants to forget this dream of the silver evil that made his mind lose his mind?

On the morning of this day, Xue Wu, Fat Man, and Wang Qun were all extremely crazy when they exercised.

No one wants to let go of a tree trunk in anyone's hand, and they are desperately waving and venting in their hands.

Later, what was supposed to be a relay race-like transmission of the trunk turned into a race-like snatching of the trunk.

Got rid of Tiancheng, Han Bing, Tian Xiaoxiao and Bai Hao, and the six people who peeked at Teacher Miao that night were among them.

Tiancheng, a person with two souls, doesn't seem to understand Xue Wu, what's wrong with them?

However, as long as he didn't come, he would really like to see Xue Wu and his group of people exercising so hard every day.

It's good to work hard, but it's not good if you lose track of time and purpose.

Xue Wu and they are like this now, the six people who seem to have gone mad are all targeting the trunk, anyway, whoever gets into the trunk will be besieged by the other five.

Tiancheng, who had been watching a good show for a while, felt that there was not enough time, so he followed Han Bing who was standing beside him; "Go and stop it, how do these guys think it's wrong this morning, didn't they spy on Teacher Miao last night?"

Han Bing has long seen it, and Tianchengyi said that he is like a leopard who has been hungry for a long time and is locked in a cage.

Tiancheng's words were like opening the cage door, and Han Bing rushed towards Xue Wu and the six of them.

The old cat should not have looked at the yellow calendar when he went out this morning, and the trunk was finally snatched by him, and he used the trunk as a weapon as a fulcrum, sometimes waving, sometimes colliding, and sometimes jumping upright. When he was inextricably fighting with the other five people, Han Bing suddenly appeared behind Lin Hui without a moral and silent voice, grabbed the trunk in the old cat's hand from behind, and then swept at the old cat's feet.

Lin Hui, who was holding the trunk of the tree and preparing to attack, was caught off guard, and the old cat fell to his knees with both feet with a bang.

And Han Bing obviously didn't intend to show mercy to his subordinates, and after snatching the trunk of the old cat, he hit the back of the old cat who had landed on his knees.

Bang.

The old cat can't pounce on it on its own.

As if he was exhausted, as if he had been woken up, the old cat turned over and looked up at the sky and laughed.

The laughter was full of relaxation.

Han Bing didn't care about the old cat's life or death, he took the trunk and quickly ran over the old cat's body to get closer to Xue Wu and them.

And Xue Wu and the others were not afraid of the Han soldiers, and the five of them almost formed a zigzag and came up to meet them, intending to confront the Han soldiers head-on.

The trunk of the tree that Han Bing was holding was quickly pushed out in front of Xue Wu and the five of them with a horizontal position across his chest.

Originally, I thought that Han Bing would use the trunk to break them one by one, but who knew that Han Bing gave up the trunk and threw it at Xue Wu and them at the beginning.

Caught off guard, Xue Wu hurriedly stretched out his hand and prepared to meet the tree trunk flying over.

As soon as Han Bing threw the trunk out, he ran to follow, and it seemed to be slow between this throwing and running, but it was actually extremely fast, and it was only completed in an instant.

The moment Xue Wu and the others touched the trunk of the tree, Han Bing jumped up and kicked on the trunk.

Boom!

Five people fell down, unsteadily, or simply lay down.

Five people? couldn't resist Han Bing's kick.

In fact, if Han Bing had fought for the trunk with the six of them early in the morning, it would have been impossible for Han Bing to kick the five of them with one kick.

The reason why the five of them and Liu Qing were so unbearable to fight was that they had already exhausted their physical strength, and Han Bing was in the weakest state of the six of them, and Han Bing's already brave brute force was something they could resist now.

Han Bing carried the trunk of the tree on his shoulders in a dashing manner, put one hand on it, and didn't look at the six people who fell to the ground.

Han Bing said slowly as he walked back; "If you don't get up, I'm really welcome."

After hearing Han Bing's words, everyone was so depressed in their hearts!

So helpless, I want to rest and lie down for a while!

But there was no way, the tree trunk that Han Bing was carrying on his shoulders was not an ornament, and everyone could only smile bitterly and slowly climb up with their hands supporting their bodies.

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