Damn, what about singing double reeds?

If it weren't for my strong body and strong muscles, I would have to be crushed by the fat man who burned the cake. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Senior sister is a ghost, and she scares people in this little girl's way, and there is no one else.

I glanced at my senior sister, she was like a child who had made a mistake, spit out the pink ****, and quickly ran back into my body with a cigarette thief.

Damn, it turns out that there is such a stupid and innocent side in my sister's heart?

Sometimes the queen and sometimes Lori, it's a day, don't you want to be so tempting!

I patiently dragged the baked cake off me, that's it, for the sake of my senior sister, I don't care about you eating my brother's tofu, I want to make a base, and go to Yaguang and Mingxiong.

To tell the truth, I quite understand the feeling in the heart of the baked cake, can a person standing in the pile of paper money used by the dead be afraid?

I couldn't help but think of the paper money flying in the sky outside the elevator in Mingyue Community at that time, and I shuddered.

This taste is very creepy and creepy.

I don't even know whether to say that it was fortunate or unfortunate to say that the female teacher found him in the study room, and made him feel like his head was open overnight, and his math ability improved by leaps and bounds, but it also caused him harm.

In other words, whoever gets close to the ghost will be more or less contaminated with ghost energy, and the half-dime spell will not be able to burn the cake, and it is likely to damage his body after a long time, such as impotence, kidney loss, etc.

Not to mention the shadow in his heart, it is true that he has been exposed to a lot of yin and yang things with me, but this does not mean that Ya's courage can be fearless.

Now that his normal life has been disturbed, I can't stand idly by.

After a lot of coaxing, I got this guy to nod and agree, and I will go to the study room with me tonight.

I've been rambling to death all day, muttering vigorously that I don't punch and kick her reinventing teacher, and I'll it, brother, is that kind of violent maniac?

Damn, I'm not a chengguan.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, the night is dark and windy, and it is a time of silence and mystery.

The library of Beijing University is very domineering and magnificent, but Nima's elevator is actually broken, slotted, more than 20 floors, I climbed up step by step with the baked cake, pit daddy.

When I got to the top floor, the self-study room was pitch black, the door book was opened, and at 10 o'clock the school had passed the school's lights-out time, and you could see the starry candlelight coming out of the room, which should be used for lighting by the top students.

When I went in, there were really a lot of people, and it was roughly estimated that there were twenty or thirty.

This study room used to be a utility room, and there were more than a dozen chairs and desks in it, so many people simply sat on the ground, each holding their own books and reading them, and occasionally there would be a few whispers about problems, but they would not disturb others.

Nine out of ten wore thick glasses, and I was drunk too, so I'd be a nerd soon.

Rub, the senior sister in pajamas in the front seat, did she come to the welfare, the nightdress only reached the edge of the thigh, just enough to cover the peach-shaped beautiful buttocks, looming, very tempting.

I turned my head to see that this guy was staring at a pair of fat eyes, and he was making a lot of noise.

I waved my hand, but he didn't respond at all.

I then kicked him, and this guy finally reacted, and wiped his mouth like a pig brother: "Oh, Brother Hai, don't make trouble, there is a beautiful senior sister, so coquettish!"

I'm leaning in, why are you doing so loudly, it's not a shame.

Fortunately, these people are immersed in their books and are not at all interested in us who pop up out of nowhere.

I didn't bother to take care of the pancakes, so I found an open space and sat down, took out my book and began to read.

I'm ashamed to say it, brother, I'm also a student, I've been studying at Beijing University for more than 2 months, and I haven't been to the classroom a few times, and the teacher can't recognize it all, so I deal with ghosts every day!

I just took this opportunity to study hard.

Hehe, my brother is also a good student who has been the top student in the college entrance examination, okay?

The waist is good, the kidneys are good, and the life is good.

Since then, I've been engrossed in calculus, writing, and painting with banknotes, and I've been squinting at the girls who come in and out, wishing I had a see-through eye.

Time passed quickly, and after a while I felt a little sleepy, and I opened my phone to take a look.

The next Olympics, it was actually more than 1 o'clock, and after looking at the study room, the people were almost gone.

Here I would like to give a thumbs up, the students who review here have a good habit of bringing their own candles when they come, and they also take the initiative to extinguish them when they leave, and then put them in the desks.

Just as I was about to pack up and leave, my eyelids suddenly jumped, and I stared at the burning candle and counted it again, only to realize that something was wrong!

Now, with me and the pancakes, there are only five people left.

But six candles were lit!

Although I have been reading books, because of the relationship between yin and yang eyes and Dao power, I can vaguely perceive the movements in the study room, and I can confirm that everyone has blown out the candle they used before going out.

So what is the ...... of the sixth extra candle?

I raised an eyebrow and remained silent, pretending that nothing had happened, but I was keeping an eye on my mind and my attention was no longer on the textbook.

About half an hour or so passed, and the rest of the people also yawned and couldn't stand it anymore, so they blew out the candles one by one and left one after another.

When the senior sister who was wearing pajamas and exposed her beautiful buttocks also left, the pancakes wilted instantly, and she actually snored when she fell on the table.

Beep the dog, this superb.

At this time, the whole study room became darker and darker, dim and yellow.

There were only three candles left that were still emitting a faint glow, except for me and the one that burned the cake, the other one looked eerie and gave people a very ethereal feeling.

My vision gradually blurred, and under the eyes that could see through yin and yang, it was not a candle, but a ......

Ghost Fire!

I don't know why, but this ghostly fire seems to have been wandering around me.

Not visible yet?

OK, I'll see when you're going to wait.

Anyway, my brother is energetic, so it doesn't matter if I stay up all night with you, or stay up all night or whatever.

I opened the test papers and practice questions again, and my hand speed was very slow, very slow, and I didn't turn the page for half a day.

It was as if I was worried about a problem I couldn't understand.

As if sensing my hesitation, a wrinkled, white and bloodless hand suddenly came around from behind me, pointed to the test paper I was staring at, and sighed.

"You're a kid with a lot of potential, I've been watching you all night. These questions are actually very easy, come on, you see, you see, you should do this......"

The corners of my mouth turned up slightly, bringing up a meaningful arc.

Hehe, are you finally getting tired of it?