(I actually want to spend seven days with Muzi...... Deng Xiaoying thought of the puppets on the wooden bed, and the squeaky vibrations that came from her bed at night.

…… And the mosquito nets that shook wildly—

On the day when the other two borrowed students went home for the Mid-Autumn Festival, she happened to see that scene when she got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet.

Muzi's bed. Although the mosquito net is covered by many photos, the fiery delicate body of the girl can still be seen sticking to the puppet in the full moonlight outside the window. The dormitory bed, which was designed to sleep alone, was a little cramped, and she held the doll and her hands actively swam up and down the doll's body, and her legs sanded the sensitive skin of the doll scrubbed girl.

(I don't know if she's wearing clothes...... ）

The Mid-Autumn Festival was originally the moment when the full moon affected the menstrual cycle, and Deng Xiaoying saw that this was also **, so she hid back in her bed and pretended not to see anything, but she couldn't sleep in this situation.

His face was flushed, and he couldn't help but look at the wooden bed curiously and shyly. Although the two beds were separated by two single tables, it was actually a little distance away - I could see it vaguely, but I could hear it clearly.

"Woo...... Uh-huh...... "Although she can't see the truth, Muzi is obviously using the puppet to tease her own surname. Relying only on a puppet and limited space, she constantly relied on the rough cloth of the frosted puppet to bring her satisfaction, and enjoyed the infinite pleasure that the puppet gave her.

"Ahh......h Woo woo ...... "In the end, she was already indulging in the wonderful ** sensual pleasure, and her mouth was like a dream-like repeated moan.

“……”

……

Tucking the notebook back into her sports bag, Deng Xiaoying lay on the bed and licked her dry lips, recalling the events of the Mid-Autumn Festival...... God knows what she's doing with that doll! I shuddered at the thought of being alone with Muzi on National Day, and I had to worry all the time about whether I would be killed because I discovered some secrets.

(Is the notebook in the right place?) ）

(Will she find out that the book has been turned over?) ）

(I'm the only one in the dormitory today, will I be suspicious?) ）

Because after reading the story, she had already determined that Muzi was an "abnormal woman", and she was completely convinced by her in the discussion of "how to kill people without showing her feet" at the Sleeper Talk. At this time, the fear after the peeping began to gush out of my heart.

(Do you want to tell the teacher?) It's been seven days...... Deng Xiaoying thought nervously on the bed. She grabbed an English textbook with both hands, saying that she had never left the bed to study seriously, let alone touched Muzi's sports bag.

October 1 was the National Day, and Muzi stayed in Pingnan on the pretext of practicing swimming.

February 3 is Saturday and Sunday, due to the National Day for three consecutive days, the 2nd and 3rd public holidays will be transferred to 4, 5, Monday and Tuesday, 9 and 10, Saturday and Sunday, and 7 Wednesday and Thursday. The holiday is from this Friday to the next Thursday, and the class is from the next Friday to the next Friday.

(It's hard to have eight days of classes in a row, but it's better than staying alone with Muzi.) Muzi's roommate Deng Xiaoying thought so.

Decide to wait and see for a day before considering whether to tell the teacher? No, no, no, they'll be killed. Although the long-distance ticket is a bit expensive, and I will definitely be scolded when I go back with only a seven-day vacation, it is better to stay away from her.

(She can have her own space without me, she can do weird things in the dorm whenever she wants, will she resent me for getting in her way?) Ah—I must have been resented by her. Oops, oops! Dangerous ...... ）

Fortunately, Muzi didn't seem to find out about the peeking at Yuji, and she wouldn't stay in the dormitory from 6 a.m. to 10 p.m. during the holidays.

It is estimated that she will spy on the guy named Limu throughout the National Day.

******

On the morning of Sunday, the third day of the National Day, under the unnamed scorching sight, Limu struggled to paint under the grapevines on the roof of Lu's house. There are so many people here that you can at least feel a little safe.

The most secure black big man is by his side, and Lu Hui uses waste manuscripts to teach Lu Wei the skills of sticking dot paper. At this time, Rimu's father, Ri Jiahui, suddenly called.

Most of the people who talk to the Lu family are Limu's mother, and most of the content is to ask Limu to go home for dinner, but today Li Xiuli and her sisters went shopping and arranged for Limu to have lunch and dinner at Lu's house.

In this case-

Limu received a call from his father, such a father who had not been at home for many years actually said that he would take him to the People's Park to visit the National Day!

At first, Riki had no desire to go out at all, but on the phone, he suddenly thought of something - in his previous life, when he was about the same year in his previous life, his mother was busy driving to make money on the National Day, and his father took him out to meet a woman and girl, and when he came back, he strictly forbade himself to talk about the woman and girl.

In fact, the waiter's mother was also at the gate of the park that day, and happened to bump into the incident, but she just pretended not to know in front of her father. But the mother couldn't help but cry secretly at night, telling Riki that the girl should be his sister...... It's him

- Half-sister.

She was the daughter of her father, Li Jiahui, who had an extramarital affair after marriage, and that woman was likely to become her stepmother, at least at that time, she almost succeeded in ascending to the throne...... Riki was a little nervous and shouted in front of the phone:

"Hey, hey, dad, wait a minute, don't hang up, I've changed my mind."

After yelling, the other side seemed to pick up the phone again halfway through the drop.

“…… Planning to go again? ”

"Determine a problem in advance, don't call my mother back, only you go out with me!?"

"yes, isn't your mother going out, and you can't call it back."

"Huh? Ah, isn't it? I mean......"

Riki said a little overwhelmed. It was very unusual for my father to take him out to visit the park, and he deliberately chose to go out when his mother was not at home.

“…… Can't you wait for your mother to come back and then go out?

"A family of three.

"Let's go out together."

In the end, Riki still didn't dare to directly pick out the matter of his stepmother and sister with his father.

"She won't be back tonight."

"That can wait until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow......"

"I've got something to do tomorrow."

Father's displeased voice. His sudden indifferent speech startled Riki.

Many times Riki feels like a stranger, and when he wins, he doesn't talk much, but at least he is happy with his family. When you lose money, you have a face and don't say a word. When I was in junior high school, my father opened a casino and was cheated by someone, giving hundreds of thousands of dollars back and forth, and finally owed 400,000 foreign debts.

Since then, he has rarely spoken at home, either sitting in a chair watching TV or sleeping soundly. On average, I only talk to Riki about a dozen times a month, and most of them ask Riki to drop the key and go downstairs, or remind Riki to move the chair back to its original position after eating.

Except for two or three months, I occasionally sell some dried goods such as shredded squid and beef jerky, which are thrown on Limu's desk, and there are no more than three sentences of language that can be called "dialogue" in a month.

Lee Ka Fai is a father who only maintains the bond between father and son with items and rewards.

…… There is no such thing as taking my son to the park for no reason, which is simply unique!

"Well, when are you going to go?" For the time being, Limu does not plan to go to the bottom now.

"Now—" he said.

At this moment, Riki really has no other memories of traveling alone with his father in his mind.

The only time I went out with my father was in the summer of '99, when I was in the third grade of elementary school, I went to the park with my suspected future stepmother and sister.