"It's so hot......"

On the streets of New York, Catherine was wearing a sweater, and she took it off without even thinking about it.

"Kate, are you still hot?" Lily laughed from the sidelines.

"yes, but you can't take it off again, can you?" It's a white shirt inside.

"It's okay, take it off."

She took Catherine's clothes off, and she was naked.

"Oops!"

The people around me have come to see it.

On second look, they were all men, and they didn't have any clothes on!

"Ahh

Catherine fell out of bed.

"What kind of dream is this......"

She shook her head, and in the face of the group of men walking towards her, she took a step back, and fell out of bed.

At another look, one of her hands had actually lifted the nightdress.

"Kate! It's time to get up, it's still a few hours to get to Greel! ”

Catherine usually returns to school on Sunday nights, but yesterday she stayed at home and wrote Harry Potter for the whole day. Order of the Phoenix, Goblet of Fire, Deathly Hallows, and more......

Hey, there's a lot more work to do!

"Okay!"

She was about to stand up, only to find that her other hand, which had been crushed under her, had also gone deep underneath, and it was carrying an unidentified smelling liquid.

"Could it be ......?"

She stood up with a "rub", but her chest hit the edge of the bed, and a sharp pain came over.

"Woo......"

Her face turned blue with pain.

"What's wrong?!"

Emma heard Catherine's screams and opened the door and came in.

"Painful ......"

There was a feeling of being out of breath.

"Where? Kate? ”

Emma walked over worriedly, then watched as Cathert gently pressed her hand against her airfield.

Emma suddenly understood.

"Bruce! Give Kate's teacher a call...... Let's just say that Kate can't go to school for the past two days! ”

"Huh?!" Catherine looked at her mother in astonishment.

"Kate, let go of your hand."

"Oh......"

Catherine was a little strange, but did it anyway.

Emma pressed her fingers against Kate's chest, and Catherine only felt as if there was something inside, and the pain was unbearable.

When I looked again, I saw Emma looking at her with a smile.

"Alright, Kate, let's go change our clothes, let's go out into the streets."

"What's wrong, Mom?" Catherine looked at her mother strangely.

"Of course, I'm going to buy a bra, maybe it's time to prepare sanitary napkins too......"

In an instant, Catherine's mouth turned into an "O" shape.

That's right, I began to develop on my own. Catherine immediately noticed this fact.

As a twelve-year-old girl, her development is obviously relatively slow, and now, she has finally entered a physiological process that every girl, or male and female, goes through - puberty.

"Hell...... No way! No way! ”

She cried out in panic.

"My dear, adolescence is not a terrible thing, it is one of the best times in life."

Emma gently stroked Catherine's head.

"Oh...... Oh, my God...... Oh......"

She shook her head, a little incredulous.

"Kate, let's change your clothes first, pay attention to choosing looser clothes, it will not be good if it affects the development of breasts."

Although ballet has requirements for breasts, Emma is clearly more concerned about her daughter's physical needs.

"I'll also get in touch with SAB and tell them to pay attention......" Emma muttered and walked out, leaving only Catherine with a bitter gourd-face.

After washing, Emma began to tell Catherine what to look out for.

"Kate, remember to apply a towel to your chest before going to bed, and the lump will disappear in about half a month. However, it should be noted that you can't eat chili peppers during this time, and remember to wear a bra, otherwise it is likely to sag later. If you feel like your bra is getting tight, measure your size – it's probably time to change. ”

Catherine felt like her brain was a mess.

Such a cruel truth made it difficult for her to accept.

"If you come, you will be safe."

She kept repeating the phrase in her head, but to no avail.

"By the way, remember not to catch a cold when measuring the size, it's autumn now."

It's hard to accept, but it's still acceptable. ,

Marx taught us that objective things do not change with people's will, so protecting the body is the most important thing, and she silently remembered everything Emma said.

"Mom." Catherine looked at Emma with a pitiful look.

"What's wrong?"

"I ...... Is it okay not to go? ”

Emma looked at Catherine, who was flushed, and knew that she was shy.

"Okay, but just this time, next time, you'll have to go by yourself, understand?"

Catherine finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, take off your nightdress."

Emma took out a soft ruler.

Catherine took off her clothes, and found that the pair of small cherries on her chest did seem to be different from before, as if they had become budding buds, and they seemed to be delicious snacks, which made people want to take a bite.

The soft ruler was pressed against her chest, and Catherine suddenly realized that this was a feeling that she had never known before, and this feeling seemed to be radiating all over her body, but at this time, Emma had already put the soft ruler underneath.

"There's already an A, Kate, don't you usually pay attention?"

Catherine shook her head innocently.

"Okay, I'll go first." Emma lifted her bag and went out and got into her car.

Watching her mother leave, Catherine sighed.

She lay back on her bed, then looked bored at the sky.

She suddenly remembered the dream again.

"After that...... What will happen? ”

She suddenly remembered the countless "love thriller" novels she had read in her previous life, and the heroines in them seemed to be ...... It's going to be fun......

What does that feel like?

She once had the feeling of being fluttering.

But......

The hand of sin reached out again, and it was the first time she had done so sober.

"Suzu...... Bell ......"

However, a phone call suddenly shattered the silence of the morning.

"Hello, this is Edson." It was Bruce who answered the phone.

Catherine took a deep breath.

"Ugh."

Finally, she sighed again.

She had forgotten that her father was still at home.

"By the way, just ask about the company."

She walked out of the room, and Bruce put down the phone.

"Honey, what's the matter?"

"Dad, I wrote a novel, and now I make $50,000, and I'm about to start a fashion design company with my classmates."

Bruce's mouth, like Catherine at the beginning, becomes an "O" shape.

Catherine suddenly remembered that Bruce didn't seem to know about writing her own novel.

But didn't Emma say she was going to sue him last time?

Apparently, she forgot.

"What did you say?"

Bruce looked at Catherine, and he thought he had misheard.

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