My brother rushed over in half an hour. As soon as he entered the office, he caught me in his arms and confessed to me in a whisper: "What kind of premature love is there? What is the attitude of your teacher?"
I explained to him that falling in love and unrequited love are not counted. The school wants to punish me and let me write an examination.
He seemed to have just finished the meeting, with the high-definition suit on his body neat and flat. I stared at him, his face was pale, his forehead was sweaty, and he put his hands on his stomach from time to time, but he was able to deal with it easily between the teacher director and my parents at the front desk.
He shouldn't be so angry, his hands are shaking.
The teacher said that if I didn't obey the discipline and disrupt discipline, he would persuade me to dismiss me. I stared at my brother's smile and apologized to the director's mouth, and wanted to put a dick into his mouth so that he could no longer speak.
Some people start to remember after two or three days after they have done stimulating things. My sage’s time lasted for two days, and the body began to miss that little waiter’s ass again. His name was Shichen. His acupuncture points are really real. Soft, I still want to fuck him. This time I want to fuck him by the window so that others can see how nasty he is.
But my brother said, only this time, I should be more obedient. He is such a proud and decisive person outside, nodding and bowing for me and the teacher.
During the time when I was distracted, the teachers figured out that this was a complete misunderstanding under the clear logic and misleading of my brother, but there must be an explanation on both sides, so I had to write a 1,000-word check on the burning of the front desk hair. , The punishment was exempted, and was only suspended for two days and went home to reflect.
My parents at the front desk were dissatisfied with how they dealt with me, so they scolded my brother and said that I was not supported by my parents, which made the director's office smoggy, and the head teacher and grade director were very shameless.
I rolled up my sleeves and planned to sit down as a punishment. My brother dragged me behind and dragged me away. I gritted my teeth and glared at them. I kept stopping her parents at the table, crying and saying sorry to me.
"Okay, go home."
Brother said to go home, I will be honest. I just don't have parents, I have brothers, so it's nothing.
In the evening, I searched Baidu in the study room to copy and check. Suddenly, I heard a faint groan from the bedroom. I took a quick look. My brother was rolling on the bed, sweating.
I was stunned and asked what was going on, but he said that his stomach hurts.
I only found out today that my brother's stomach problem is not healed. In the first two years of socializing, he suffered a lot of health problems, but he lied to me and said it was okay, and I believed him.
It suddenly occurred to me that I licked my leftover ice cream for him. The question was, did he have stomach problems and brains
I plugged the Nuanbao in and fiddled with it and boiled a pot of hot water. It wasn't that I didn't dry anything at home, it was because I had a good stomach and I only drank cold water.
I rubbed my warm hands and leaned into his shirt to help him. He curled up like a shrimp, with his head buried in my shoulders, looking at me with one eye: "I have finished checking."
My brother was glamorous outside. He has never shown such a pitiful expression in the nine years since his parents divorced. I kissed his brow and said that you call my sing brother, and I will take care of you today.
He smiled and patted me on the head: "This cheap price allows you to take advantage of the danger?"
I didn't have general knowledge with him, so I aired the hot water until it was right to feed him, because I loved him. He is my brother. I am just such a brother. I will only support him when he grows old.
When he fell asleep, I flattened his frowning brows for him. He looked so good that I suddenly wanted to abuse him.
I think he hurts like this grandson, and his left chest suddenly feels uncomfortable.
My brother went to the university in Beijing. When he was a child, the teacher asked about the double-class dreams we used to brag about. He was given a national scholarship. In addition to exempting tuition, he could also afford a little living expenses. He often went to part-time jobs. We ran out for the first two years. I live in the basement. There is only one room in total. It’s kind of like going to bed. It’s very close to the junior high school I borrowed. The monthly rent is 1,500. There are ants in the eating bowl. In the past, I didn’t have a Beijing registered permanent residence and I still had to study, but now it’s definitely not enough.
My mother gave him 1,500 yuan a month for living expenses, and my dad didn’t care about me at all. I don’t know how he would live on his own if my brother gave me 2,000 yuan a month.
He comes back from work every weekend and squeezes a small bed with me. In winter, the heating is poor. I turn on the electric blanket and my throat hurts and headaches. My brother freezes with me.
I didn't know that my brother had stomach problems before. My brother's stomach is warmest. I often put my brother's clothes in my brother's clothes and cover my hands as soon as I enter the house.
Later, he did not go to graduate school. After graduating from his undergraduate degree, he directly found a monthly salary job. He wanted to start a business with a friend and make money to support me. I don’t know what kind of shit he stepped on. After a few years, he became the boss. We are now registered. In a third-tier city near Beijing, there are villas and houses in the 200-Laiping school district. The days are quite moist.
In the evening my mother called and scolded me. The girl who had been on a blind date ran away from me. My mother was so mad that she scolded me to drag my brother and let me go.
After hanging up the phone, I lowered my head and stared at the screen of the phone to switch between apps aimlessly. With an arm around his neck, my brother leaned over and told me that I love you.
I lowered my eyelids, tilted my head and touched the tip of his nose, separated from him by a distance that was not full of affection, and said I love you too.
Then we kissed each other, lip to lips, without sticking out tongue, he wouldn't do it, I dare not.
Sometimes we kiss, if the school gives me anger, or the company gives my brother a sin, we kiss. It's no big deal like male wolves licking each other's wounds. But if you don’t kiss, you can only kiss with your lover, as my brother said.
At the beginning, I kissed my brother just because he always scolded me. I was busy grabbing his wrist with both hands to avoid being beaten, so I could only use my mouth to stop him and bit him. Then I just did it casually. Sometimes I kissed him when I fell asleep. For no reason, my brother loved me, and he let me do whatever I did.
So I am quite afraid that he will only kiss his sister-in-law in the future and never kiss me again.
For him, I stayed up late to finish the 1,000-word check and finished my homework. The next day I went to the podium to read the check with dark circles during exercise time (our school’s rule is that when classes are closed, I have to come over and read the check. Go), I was actually uncomfortable on stage, the only thing I thought about was when I could go down.
I read it in a muddle-headed manner. At the end of the reading, the head teacher personally ran up to the stage and dragged me off.
I found that I wrote a hundred "Duan Rui" at the end of the inspection, and I accidentally read the twenty-fourth when my mouth drifted.