As he was talking, Zhang Miao's shouts came from outside the house.

"I don't want it, I don't want it, don't give it to that pervert. ”

"Just one," the teacher said.

"Don't, don't"

"Miao, hurry up and give it to your senior sister" The voice of the poem was very serious.

A few minutes later, Shi Shi came in, his face a little embarrassed, and his smile was very abstract.

"You eat this fruit, it contains divine water, and your body will recover very quickly. She handed me the sweet fruit, her fingers were very thin, but their knuckles were bulging and pigmented. Therefore, it makes people feel that her body is not very healthy.

"I'm sorry for your trouble," I said.

I took the amazo fruit and said it was a fruit, and I thought it would be more appropriate to call it a milky spherical candy. The milk is full of flavor and sweetness, and the only fly in the ointment is that it melts in your mouth and is not chewy.

The next morning, the wind and the sun were beautiful.

The painting poem took a piece of water god palace clothes for me to wear, which means that I must disguise myself as a woman to enter the water god palace. I am adamantly against it, as it hinders my majestic masculine brilliance. But after weighing the pros and cons, as well as the crusade of painting poetry and the persuasion of my teacher, I put it on with the excellent spirit of a manly man who can bend and stretch, and couldn't help but throw a wink at the mirror.

"Painting poetry, it doesn't fit very well," I said.

"Of course, this is Concubine Qin's clothes. Don't crowd people. ”

"I feel like a manly man no matter how I dress" I feel sorry for myself in the mirror.

The poem turned back and looked me up and down. Ponder for a moment: "It's a little ill-fitting, it's too short." I'm going to ask if she has any of them, she's about the same height as you. ”

"What do you think, it's only 1.7 meters at most, how can it be about the same as me. ”

But my words don't even have reference value for drawing poetry. She came in with her teacher's clothes and asked me to change them.

"Draw poetry, aren't you going out, I'm going to change my clothes. I said.

Painted poems grinned: "It's okay sister, what are you shy about, little brat, quick, change." Let my sister see your little figure, uh, phew, no, let my sister see what you look like when you wear Shishi's clothes. ”

"Painting poetry, can you be more reserved, it's all said!"

The painting poem knocked on Erlang's legs, his fingers interlocked on his knees, his waist was straight, and he looked at me motionlessly. There was a light flickering in his eyes.

I think you can watch it, I won't take off my panties anyway. So I turned my back and changed my clothes. I think that's probably it, but it's nothing, and I don't wear it like this when I swim. But just as I was taking off my clothes (with panties), I suddenly had a "snap" on my buttocks and was beaten. It scared the hell out of me. When I turned around, I saw the painting with a poetic smile, and said with a smile: "Oh, the buttocks are so curvy."

"Painting poetry, are you perverted?" I couldn't help but scold.

Probably stimulated by my words, the painting poem immediately changed his face: "Change you big-headed ghost, change quickly." ”

Under the obscenity of painting poetry, I trembled and finished changing my clothes, but I still felt too small. First of all, the shoulders are very tight, and the whole calf is exposed.

"No, how tall are you?" asked me.

"Not that tall, 177"

"However, it is true that boys have much larger bones than girls. ”

At this time, the teacher also came in and commented: "It's very good, I'm wearing high boots and a hat, I shouldn't be able to see it if I don't look at it." ”

"It's still smart to be a teacher"