The house Jiang Jing chose was a simple three-bedroom house. In addition to the shared study, the other two rooms had bathrooms, one for him and one for Zhao Fengqing.
Zhao's mother covered the microphone and said, "She must be living with the young man."
The classmate added: "It's just these few days."
Even if a woman stood naked in front of him, he would still respond coldly.
Zhao Fengqing ran forward and was about to take a good look at him when a beam of light shone out from the woods, accompanied by the resonant voice of the dean of studies: "The running track closes at 9:30, what are you two students, a boy and a girl, doing here?"
Zhao Fengqing felt relieved when he saw this.
Her apartment lease was until December, so she moved her daily necessities there first. She would take her time with the rest.
Zhao Fengqing raised his eyebrows, "Has A ever been haunted?"
Father Zhao reminded quietly, "My daughter said she moved."
After running for a while, she stopped and looked back at him.
Zhao Fengqing wanted to retort, but the boy next to her suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.
Zhao Fengqing would go running at nine o'clock. He would run for twenty minutes and come home just in time.
She went out to the refrigerator to find something to eat.
Her apartment lease was until December, so she moved her daily necessities there first. She would take her time with the rest.
She leaned forward and opened her mouth slightly.
The house Jiang Jing chose was a simple three-bedroom house. In addition to the shared study, the other two rooms had bathrooms, one for him and one for Zhao Fengqing.
Zhao Fengqing replied: "Because I want to win by strength."
Zhao Fengqing wanted to retort, but the boy next to her suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.
But, just think about it.
Zhao Fengqing ran forward and was about to take a good look at him when a beam of light shone out from the woods, accompanied by the resonant voice of the dean of studies: "The running track closes at 9:30, what are you two students, a boy and a girl, doing here?"
Zhao Fengqing felt like she was almost suffocating, and she gasped for air. "Boss Jiang, don't hold me so tight..."
Zhao Fengqing called home one day to inform them of his move.
Zhao Fengqing felt that something was wrong with him and knocked on the door with concern.
Father Zhao said, "We can't tell you what we guessed."
Father Zhao said, "Be careful."
Jiang Jing let go of Zhao Fengqing, then went into his room without saying a word and closed the door.
After Jiang Jing kissed her, he would look at her carefully, and as he looked at her, he would cling to her again.
Zhao Fengqing felt that something was wrong with him and knocked on the door with concern.
I accidentally looked up at the big tree inside the school wall.
Father Zhao said, "We can't tell you what we guessed."
It’s better to go to bed early.
Zhao's mother smiled and said, "Come back for dinner when you have time, and let your dad see how handsome the boy is. I'll send you some radish cakes some other day, and you can fry them in the morning and eat them."
Mother Zhao was so angry that she went to make radish cake.
The tones are soft and hazy.
The sound crossed the runway and reached the woods.
A Middle School's sports meet has now been moved to mid-November. A few days before the meet, a girl came to buy books and chatted with her classmates about A Middle School's campus history.
Jiang Jing put the work documents in the study, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the paused picture on her computer screen. A woman was half lying on the bed, and a man was behind her.
Father Zhao reminded quietly, "My daughter said she moved."
He paused and turned around. He was dressed in black, and his figure was indistinct. Only the mask on his face was horrifyingly white.
He wants her.
Still not as good as Jiang Jing.
"Sweet." She smiled and nodded.
Zhao Fengqing found the most beautiful scene of the male protagonist and pressed pause.
Zhao's mother covered the microphone and said, "She must be living with the young man."
Zhao Fengqing went to the study and found the three videos.
The tones are soft and hazy.
Whenever he thought of the fact that she was sleeping in the next room, he wished he could strip her naked and have sex with her.
The dim running field was very creepy.
The track in A is particularly busy in the evening, but usually becomes deserted after 9 o'clock. The track closes on time at 9:30.
Zhao Fengqing has the habit of running.
Father Zhao said, "We can't tell you what we guessed."
She leaned forward and opened her mouth slightly.
This woman, from her appearance to her personality, subverted his rationality in every way.
When Jiang Jing saw "Tiger's Body Shocked" for the first time, he thought he had stolen the wrong thing.
Zhao Fengqing felt relieved when he saw this.
Above the lush branches and leaves is a round moon.
Zhao's mother understood and asked Zhao Fengqing for the address of his new home. Then she gave him a few more instructions and hung up the phone.
With Jiang Jing picking her up and dropping her off at get off work, she finally doesn't have to squeeze into the subway anymore.
Zhao Fengqing participates in various running events every year, and this year is no exception.
"How many rooms?"
Mother Zhao thought about the location of the community and asked, "This community will cost 100,000 per square meter, right?"
With Jiang Jing picking her up and dropping her off at get off work, she finally doesn't have to squeeze into the subway anymore.
After running for a while, she stopped and looked back at him.
"How many rooms?"
He was wearing a mask that was extremely pale, revealing only two dark eye holes and a nose for air to pass through.
He wasted a lot of time on Zhao Fengqing and accompanied her to do many boring things. However, one minute with her was more than one hour of work.
After running for a while, she stopped and looked back at him.
Zhao Fengqing went into the kitchen to cut fruit.
"My daughter said three rooms."
Selected the second intensity.
He wants her.
"The prices for the second phase apartments start from 120,000 yuan." Zhao's father said, "The 100,000 yuan you mentioned is for the first phase apartments."
I just don't know when the knife above the word "忍" will fall down.
As she ran farther and farther away, he maintained his pace at a moderate pace.
The evening self-study session for senior high school students ends at 9:40.
"Oh, Old Zhao." Zhao's mother patted Zhao's father's thigh, "Let's quickly prepare a dowry for our daughter."
She then remembered that the frozen scene was actually seen by Jiang Jing. She pouted, "I was here to see the male lead. That was the most handsome angle for him, 45 degrees from the side."
Zhao Fengqing found the most beautiful scene of the male protagonist and pressed pause.
Zhao Fengqing heard this and laughed. "Is there any unofficial history in A?"
He wants her.
"Just you? You're so silly." He looked at her bare face and shaved her spots.
"what?"
Jiang Jing put the work documents in the study, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the paused picture on her computer screen. A woman was half lying on the bed, and a man was behind her.
"Yes, there are many short stories." The girl paused and said mysteriously, "And ghost stories."
Jiang Jing saw the email address on the resume and accidentally stole it.
Da Hu signed up for the shot put event, and he would beat his arms and yell every day, "You guys need to come and cheer me up."
"The man's contribution is more than 10 million yuan, and our dowry must be at least 8 million yuan."
Even if a woman stood naked in front of him, he would still respond coldly.
Zhao Fengqing replied: "Because I want to win by strength."
He threw the pear back onto the fruit plate, pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard.
The house Jiang Jing chose was a simple three-bedroom house. In addition to the shared study, the other two rooms had bathrooms, one for him and one for Zhao Fengqing.
He wasted a lot of time on Zhao Fengqing and accompanied her to do many boring things. However, one minute with her was more than one hour of work.
"We haven't even talked about marriage yet, and you're meddling in it." Father Zhao was very calm, "Let's wait until the man comes to visit us. Can anyone with more money marry my daughter?"
Zhao Fengqing was still very serious, "You guys have to be careful."
"Why do you practice male number?"
Mother Zhao was so angry that she went to make radish cake.
Zhao Fengqing heard this and laughed. "Is there any unofficial history in A?"
"Why do you practice male number?"
Zhao Fengqing went to the study and found the three videos.
As she ran farther and farther away, he maintained his pace at a moderate pace.
The male lead is not as handsome as Jiang Jing.
He was wearing a mask that was extremely pale, revealing only two dark eye holes and a nose for air to pass through.
Zhao Fengqing has moved in a few days ago.
"The prices for the second phase apartments start from 120,000 yuan." Zhao's father said, "The 100,000 yuan you mentioned is for the first phase apartments."
The girl said that the ghost was not faceless, but was wearing a scary mask. It was as agile as a leopard and as bloodthirsty as a wolf. It killed people like crazy.
I ran well in the first few days. On the fourth day, there was one more person on the track.
Zhao Fengqing ran forward and was about to take a good look at him when a beam of light shone out from the woods, accompanied by the resonant voice of the dean of studies: "The running track closes at 9:30, what are you two students, a boy and a girl, doing here?"
She wondered if she had recovered.
Jiang Jing put the work documents in the study, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the paused picture on her computer screen. A woman was half lying on the bed, and a man was behind her.
As a result, I still feel uncomfortable.
Everything is as usual.
This woman, from her appearance to her personality, subverted his rationality in every way.
It seems so. Besides, she is a little spoiled.
He leaned against the door frame and said coldly, "Forget about watching porn, but you paused for a large-scale scene. Are you unsatisfied?"
Zhao Fengqing snorted.
When Zhao Fengqing was in his third year of high school, the sports meet of A Middle School was held at the end of September.
With Jiang Jing picking her up and dropping her off at get off work, she finally doesn't have to squeeze into the subway anymore.
Jiang Jing's cold voice came from inside: "Get lost."
It was Jiang Jing's words that made Zhao Fengqing realize that he seemed to have become stupid.
It's not that I don't have sexual desire, it's just that the desire can't reach the critical point. The movement in bed is time-consuming and laborious, but I can only get a little pleasure.
He glanced at her hips for a second and then glanced away.
He wasted a lot of time on Zhao Fengqing and accompanied her to do many boring things. However, one minute with her was more than one hour of work.
She and Jiang Jing lived in two separate rooms, and they spent time together in the living room and study area.
One more bite and it's finished.
After running for a while, she stopped and looked back at him.
Father Zhao said, "We can't tell you what we guessed."
A Middle School's sports meet has now been moved to mid-November. A few days before the meet, a girl came to buy books and chatted with her classmates about A Middle School's campus history.
Yuan Zao and Rao Zi organized a small football match.
"My daughter said three rooms."
Sometimes the two of them would hold hands, and if the mood was right, they would kiss a few times.
He glanced at her hips for a second and then glanced away.
During this period, Jiang Fuli traveled around the world and expressed her thoughts from time to time.
Eerie.
Yuan Zao and Rao Zi organized a small football match.
Mother Zhao thought about the location of the community and asked, "This community will cost 100,000 per square meter, right?"
She felt that Jiang Jing's kissing skills were getting better and better, and she gradually fell in love with the illusion that he doted on her.
Jiang Jing pretended to feed her.
"Oh, Old Zhao." Zhao's mother patted Zhao's father's thigh, "Let's quickly prepare a dowry for our daughter."
"The prices for the second phase apartments start from 120,000 yuan." Zhao's father said, "The 100,000 yuan you mentioned is for the first phase apartments."
After Jiang Jing kissed her, he would look at her carefully, and as he looked at her, he would cling to her again.
He was wearing a mask that was extremely pale, revealing only two dark eye holes and a nose for air to pass through.
Zhao Fengqing participates in various running events every year, and this year is no exception.
Sometimes the kiss was so intense that when she came to her senses, her hair was disheveled and her clothes were in disarray. She was so confused that she couldn't even remember where he touched her.
He had no time to play online games, so he asked Assistant Leng to create an account and level up for him. Assistant Leng was a weirdo. In order to take advantage of others, he pretended to be a woman everywhere. When Jiang Jing took over the account, the jade-like stone had already become popular among thousands of boys.
Zhao Fengqing felt like she was almost suffocating, and she gasped for air. "Boss Jiang, don't hold me so tight..."
On Thursday night, Jiang Jing had a dinner party and came home late.
He leaned against the door frame and said coldly, "Forget about watching porn, but you paused for a large-scale scene. Are you unsatisfied?"
Mother Zhao was so angry that she went to make radish cake.
Zhao Fengqing hugged and kissed Jiang Jing every day recently and never felt any pain again.
The house Jiang Jing chose was a simple three-bedroom house. In addition to the shared study, the other two rooms had bathrooms, one for him and one for Zhao Fengqing.
Jiang Jing unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt and left the study.
Sometimes the two of them would hold hands, and if the mood was right, they would kiss a few times.
The sound crossed the runway and reached the woods.
She wondered if she had recovered.
Mother Zhao was so angry that she went to make radish cake.
"Sweet." She smiled and nodded.
Zhao's mother smiled and said, "Come back for dinner when you have time, and let your dad see how handsome the boy is. I'll send you some radish cakes some other day, and you can fry them in the morning and eat them."
Zhao Fengqing replied: "Because I want to win by strength."
Zhao Fengqing went to the study and found the three videos.
He leaned against the door frame and said coldly, "Forget about watching porn, but you paused for a large-scale scene. Are you unsatisfied?"
He had no time to play online games, so he asked Assistant Leng to create an account and level up for him. Assistant Leng was a weirdo. In order to take advantage of others, he pretended to be a woman everywhere. When Jiang Jing took over the account, the jade-like stone had already become popular among thousands of boys.
It seems so. Besides, she is a little spoiled.
The girl nodded. "It's a faceless ghost who appears during sports meets."
Zhao Fengqing heard this and laughed. "Is there any unofficial history in A?"
Selected the second intensity.
Sometimes the kiss was so intense that when she came to her senses, her hair was disheveled and her clothes were in disarray. She was so confused that she couldn't even remember where he touched her.
The male lead is not as handsome as Jiang Jing.
"The prices for the second phase apartments start from 120,000 yuan." Zhao's father said, "The 100,000 yuan you mentioned is for the first phase apartments."
Zhao Fengqing has moved in a few days ago.
As a result, I still feel uncomfortable.
After get off work, she locked the shop door and walked to the side door of A to wait for Jiang Jing.
As a result, I still feel uncomfortable.
A week before the sports meet, she used her evening study time to run a few laps at night as training.
Jiang Fuli doesn't like sports and is only responsible for cheerleading.
Jiang Jing came out of the shower and found Zhao Fengqing playing games in the study.
On this day, she had not yet found out the name and class of the boy in the office.
Zhao Fengqing felt like she was almost suffocating, and she gasped for air. "Boss Jiang, don't hold me so tight..."
Zhao Fengqing has moved in a few days ago.
Selected the second intensity.
She went back to the first video, and as she watched it, she suddenly felt that the picture was not as beautiful as before.
Zhao Fengqing has moved in a few days ago.
Zhao Fengqing went into the kitchen to cut fruit.
Zhao Fengqing asked: "Why?"
He paused and turned around. He was dressed in black, and his figure was indistinct. Only the mask on his face was horrifyingly white.
Yuan Zao and Rao Zi organized a small football match.
The male lead is not as handsome as Jiang Jing.
Zhao Fengqing was used to his mood swings. She had checked online and found that all men with kidney deficiency were like this, irritable and easily angered.
Zhao Fengqing replied: "Because I want to win by strength."
Zhao Fengqing found the most beautiful scene of the male protagonist and pressed pause.
He sat down next to her and watched her fight the battle.
Zhao Fengqing wondered, does Jiang Jing dote on him very much
He continued running without saying a word. As they passed each other, he glanced at her through the two black holes on his mask.
He wants her.
After get off work, she locked the shop door and walked to the side door of A to wait for Jiang Jing.
After get off work, she locked the shop door and walked to the side door of A to wait for Jiang Jing.
It was Jiang Jing's words that made Zhao Fengqing realize that he seemed to have become stupid.
Still not as good as Jiang Jing.
But, just think about it.
Two days later, Zhao Fengqing heard another version of the sports meeting ghost story.
She then remembered that the frozen scene was actually seen by Jiang Jing. She pouted, "I was here to see the male lead. That was the most handsome angle for him, 45 degrees from the side."
Zhao Fengqing was used to his mood swings. She had checked online and found that all men with kidney deficiency were like this, irritable and easily angered.
During this period, Jiang Fuli traveled around the world and expressed her thoughts from time to time.
"How many rooms?"
Zhao Fengqing felt like she was almost suffocating, and she gasped for air. "Boss Jiang, don't hold me so tight..."
"Yes, there are many short stories." The girl paused and said mysteriously, "And ghost stories."
She went out to the refrigerator to find something to eat.
He wants her.
One day, she wrote in her circle of friends: "A woman's happiness is directly proportional to her stupidity."
Father Zhao reminded quietly, "My daughter said she moved."
Zhao Fengqing snorted.
A Middle School's sports meet has now been moved to mid-November. A few days before the meet, a girl came to buy books and chatted with her classmates about A Middle School's campus history.
Jiang Jing just came back, "Have you eaten yet?"
Zhao Fengqing raised his eyebrows, "Has A ever been haunted?"
Zhao Fengqing was wearing pajamas and shorts, standing in front of the coffee table, pinching the cut pear and taking a big bite.
Her apartment lease was until December, so she moved her daily necessities there first. She would take her time with the rest.
The girl nodded. "It's a faceless ghost who appears during sports meets."
It’s better to go to bed early.
After get off work, she locked the shop door and walked to the side door of A to wait for Jiang Jing.
Zhao Fengqing wanted to retort, but the boy next to her suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.
"I've eaten. It's time for supper now." Holding the fruit plate in both hands, she turned around and pushed the refrigerator door with her hips.
Father Zhao reminded quietly, "My daughter said she moved."
"The prices for the second phase apartments start from 120,000 yuan." Zhao's father said, "The 100,000 yuan you mentioned is for the first phase apartments."
She glanced at him sideways, "Mr. Jiang, what are you doing?"
She leaned forward and opened her mouth slightly.
Two days later, Zhao Fengqing heard another version of the sports meeting ghost story.
Zhao Fengqing was used to his mood swings. She had checked online and found that all men with kidney deficiency were like this, irritable and easily angered.
He glanced at her hips for a second and then glanced away.
But, just think about it.
Zhao Fengqing ran forward and was about to take a good look at him when a beam of light shone out from the woods, accompanied by the resonant voice of the dean of studies: "The running track closes at 9:30, what are you two students, a boy and a girl, doing here?"
Jiang Jing came out of the shower and found Zhao Fengqing playing games in the study.
Above the lush branches and leaves is a round moon.
The male lead is not as handsome as Jiang Jing.
Zhao Fengqing went into the kitchen to cut fruit.
Jiang Jing pretended to feed her.
Zhao Fengqing went into the kitchen to cut fruit.
Zhao Fengqing rolled his eyes. Students nowadays are not as fun as before.
Jiang Jing came out of the shower and found Zhao Fengqing playing games in the study.
Jiang Jing put the work documents in the study, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the paused picture on her computer screen. A woman was half lying on the bed, and a man was behind her.
Eerie.
On this day, she had not yet found out the name and class of the boy in the office.
As a result, I still feel uncomfortable.
"The man's contribution is more than 10 million yuan, and our dowry must be at least 8 million yuan."
He wants her.
The tones are soft and hazy.
Zhao Fengqing hugged and kissed Jiang Jing every day recently and never felt any pain again.
He had no time to play online games, so he asked Assistant Leng to create an account and level up for him. Assistant Leng was a weirdo. In order to take advantage of others, he pretended to be a woman everywhere. When Jiang Jing took over the account, the jade-like stone had already become popular among thousands of boys.
Everything is as usual.
The dim running field was very creepy.
She wondered if she had recovered.
She went back to the first video, and as she watched it, she suddenly felt that the picture was not as beautiful as before.
She felt that Jiang Jing's kissing skills were getting better and better, and she gradually fell in love with the illusion that he doted on her.
When he came closer, she raised her eyes, which was very charming in the dark night. "Hello, classmate."
Jiang Jing unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt and left the study.
Sometimes the kiss was so intense that when she came to her senses, her hair was disheveled and her clothes were in disarray. She was so confused that she couldn't even remember where he touched her.
Above the lush branches and leaves is a round moon.
Jiang Jing put the work documents in the study, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the paused picture on her computer screen. A woman was half lying on the bed, and a man was behind her.
Zhao Fengqing felt like she was almost suffocating, and she gasped for air. "Boss Jiang, don't hold me so tight..."
Having been with Jiang Jing for a long time recently, her mind was particularly restless. Perhaps she had been infected with a mental illness.
But, just think about it.
Zhao Fengqing was wearing pajamas and shorts, standing in front of the coffee table, pinching the cut pear and taking a big bite.
Jiang Jing's cold voice came from inside: "Get lost."
I ran well in the first few days. On the fourth day, there was one more person on the track.
She looked at his receding back and asked, "Classmate, are you a human or a ghost?"
She wondered if she had recovered.
One more bite and it's finished.
Jiang Jing's cold voice came from inside: "Get lost."
"Oh, Old Zhao." Zhao's mother patted Zhao's father's thigh, "Let's quickly prepare a dowry for our daughter."
Jiang Jing's cold voice came from inside: "Get lost."
This woman, from her appearance to her personality, subverted his rationality in every way.
He sat down next to her and watched her fight the battle.
This composition suddenly reminded her who the ghost in the unofficial history of A was.
Jiang Jing let go of Zhao Fengqing, then went into his room without saying a word and closed the door.
The more he was alone with her, the weaker his sanity became.
He walked over and picked up a piece of pear. "Is it sweet?"
"Why do you practice male number?"
Zhao's mother smiled and said, "Come back for dinner when you have time, and let your dad see how handsome the boy is. I'll send you some radish cakes some other day, and you can fry them in the morning and eat them."
"Sweet." She smiled and nodded.
Sometimes the two of them would hold hands, and if the mood was right, they would kiss a few times.
She leaned forward and opened her mouth slightly.
"Oh, Old Zhao." Zhao's mother patted Zhao's father's thigh, "Let's quickly prepare a dowry for our daughter."
Jiang Jing pretended to feed her.
He continued running without saying a word. As they passed each other, he glanced at her through the two black holes on his mask.
Zhao Fengqing has moved in a few days ago.
Zhao Fengqing has the habit of running.
Zhao Fengqing has moved in a few days ago.
She leaned forward and opened her mouth slightly.
This composition suddenly reminded her who the ghost in the unofficial history of A was.
After get off work, she locked the shop door and walked to the side door of A to wait for Jiang Jing.
Zhao Fengqing rolled his eyes. Students nowadays are not as fun as before.
Zhao Fengqing wanted to retort, but the boy next to her suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.
Zhao Fengqing asked: "Why?"
"Just you? You're so silly." He looked at her bare face and shaved her spots.
He threw the pear back onto the fruit plate, pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard.
On this day, she had not yet found out the name and class of the boy in the office.
"How many rooms?"
Everything is as usual.
Sometimes the kiss was so intense that when she came to her senses, her hair was disheveled and her clothes were in disarray. She was so confused that she couldn't even remember where he touched her.
The evening self-study session for senior high school students ends at 9:40.
Zhao Fengqing snorted.
He walked over and picked up a piece of pear. "Is it sweet?"
The sound crossed the runway and reached the woods.
I just don't know when the knife above the word "忍" will fall down.
No matter how angry you are, you have to endure it.
Zhao Fengqing hugged and kissed Jiang Jing every day recently and never felt any pain again.
He had no time to play online games, so he asked Assistant Leng to create an account and level up for him. Assistant Leng was a weirdo. In order to take advantage of others, he pretended to be a woman everywhere. When Jiang Jing took over the account, the jade-like stone had already become popular among thousands of boys.
He kissed her too quickly and too hard, and the force of his grip on her waist made her unable to move. She was forced into no way out by this strong attack, and could only look up and accept his demands.
During this period, Jiang Fuli traveled around the world and expressed her thoughts from time to time.
Still not as good as Jiang Jing.
Jiang Jing's face turned bad again.
No matter how angry you are, you have to endure it.
The girl said that the ghost was not faceless, but was wearing a scary mask. It was as agile as a leopard and as bloodthirsty as a wolf. It killed people like crazy.
The track in A is particularly busy in the evening, but usually becomes deserted after 9 o'clock. The track closes on time at 9:30.
It was Jiang Jing's words that made Zhao Fengqing realize that he seemed to have become stupid.
Jiang Jing finally bit her lips, then hugged her tightly, letting the feeling of being out of control slowly subside.
She leaned forward and opened her mouth slightly.
Her apartment lease was until December, so she moved her daily necessities there first. She would take her time with the rest.
It seems so. Besides, she is a little spoiled.
Zhao Fengqing has a bad habit of putting his forum and game account passwords in his mailbox.
She glared at him fiercely, "Don't get in my way."
After get off work, she locked the shop door and walked to the side door of A to wait for Jiang Jing.
Her voice was rather deep, and she raised the volume intentionally in case he couldn't hear her.
She went back to the first video, and as she watched it, she suddenly felt that the picture was not as beautiful as before.
Zhao Fengqing felt like she was almost suffocating, and she gasped for air. "Boss Jiang, don't hold me so tight..."
When Jiang Jing saw "Tiger's Body Shocked" for the first time, he thought he had stolen the wrong thing.
She looked at his receding back and asked, "Classmate, are you a human or a ghost?"
He leaned against the door frame and said coldly, "Forget about watching porn, but you paused for a large-scale scene. Are you unsatisfied?"
Zhao Fengqing asked: "Why?"
"Just you? You're so silly." He looked at her bare face and shaved her spots.
The two girls looked at each other and said, "Auntie, these are all lies. We don't believe them."
He heard it, but didn't move.
She was always normal in front of Rao Zi and the others.
He was wearing a mask that was extremely pale, revealing only two dark eye holes and a nose for air to pass through.
She then remembered that the frozen scene was actually seen by Jiang Jing. She pouted, "I was here to see the male lead. That was the most handsome angle for him, 45 degrees from the side."
When Zhao Fengqing was in his third year of high school, the sports meet of A Middle School was held at the end of September.
She went out to the refrigerator to find something to eat.
He continued running without saying a word. As they passed each other, he glanced at her through the two black holes on his mask.
The track in A is particularly busy in the evening, but usually becomes deserted after 9 o'clock. The track closes on time at 9:30.
The more he was alone with her, the weaker his sanity became.
Whenever he thought of the fact that she was sleeping in the next room, he wished he could strip her naked and have sex with her.
Zhao's mother covered the microphone and said, "She must be living with the young man."
Jiang Jin associated with those playboys and was inevitably tempted by women.
He leaned against the door frame and said coldly, "Forget about watching porn, but you paused for a large-scale scene. Are you unsatisfied?"
After get off work, she locked the shop door and walked to the side door of A to wait for Jiang Jing.
Even if a woman stood naked in front of him, he would still respond coldly.
"I've eaten. It's time for supper now." Holding the fruit plate in both hands, she turned around and pushed the refrigerator door with her hips.
Jiang Jing just came back, "Have you eaten yet?"
A Middle School's sports meet has now been moved to mid-November. A few days before the meet, a girl came to buy books and chatted with her classmates about A Middle School's campus history.
Zhao Fengqing replied: "Because I want to win by strength."
Zhao Fengqing turned his head to look at his mask, then suddenly accelerated and ran forward.
It's not that I don't have sexual desire, it's just that the desire can't reach the critical point. The movement in bed is time-consuming and laborious, but I can only get a little pleasure.
He walked over and picked up a piece of pear. "Is it sweet?"
"Sweet." She smiled and nodded.
Yuan Zao and Rao Zi organized a small football match.
Having been with Jiang Jing for a long time recently, her mind was particularly restless. Perhaps she had been infected with a mental illness.
Sometimes the two of them would hold hands, and if the mood was right, they would kiss a few times.
Every minute he spent at work was worth far more than an hour with those women.
Jiang Jing just came back, "Have you eaten yet?"
Zhao Fengqing hugged and kissed Jiang Jing every day recently and never felt any pain again.
He wants her.
When Zhao Fengqing was in his third year of high school, the sports meet of A Middle School was held at the end of September.
Jiang Jing put the work documents in the study, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the paused picture on her computer screen. A woman was half lying on the bed, and a man was behind her.
"We haven't even talked about marriage yet, and you're meddling in it." Father Zhao was very calm, "Let's wait until the man comes to visit us. Can anyone with more money marry my daughter?"
Zhao Fengqing asked: "Why?"
It’s better to go to bed early.
He glanced at her hips for a second and then glanced away.
He glanced at her hips for a second and then glanced away.
Zhao Fengqing felt that something was wrong with him and knocked on the door with concern.
As she ran farther and farther away, he maintained his pace at a moderate pace.
Zhao Fengqing wondered, does Jiang Jing dote on him very much
She leaned forward and opened her mouth slightly.
Jiang Fuli doesn't like sports and is only responsible for cheerleading.
He wasted a lot of time on Zhao Fengqing and accompanied her to do many boring things. However, one minute with her was more than one hour of work.
The dim running field was very creepy.
Everything is as usual.
Zhao's mother covered the microphone and said, "She must be living with the young man."
This woman, from her appearance to her personality, subverted his rationality in every way.
Jiang Jing finally bit her lips, then hugged her tightly, letting the feeling of being out of control slowly subside.
Zhao Fengqing felt like she was almost suffocating, and she gasped for air. "Boss Jiang, don't hold me so tight..."
"what?"
Everything is as usual.
He wants her.
Zhao Fengqing was still very serious, "You guys have to be careful."
When he first appeared, Zhao Fengqing almost got angry.
The classmate added: "It's just these few days."
He wants her.
The more he was alone with her, the weaker his sanity became.
Jiang Jing let go of Zhao Fengqing, then went into his room without saying a word and closed the door.
This woman, from her appearance to her personality, subverted his rationality in every way.
"Sweet." She smiled and nodded.
Zhao Fengqing has a bad habit of putting his forum and game account passwords in his mailbox.
Zhao Fengqing has a bad habit of putting his forum and game account passwords in his mailbox.
"Why do you practice male number?"
Whenever he thought of the fact that she was sleeping in the next room, he wished he could strip her naked and have sex with her.
He wants her.
Jiang Jing's cold voice came from inside: "Get lost."
Jiang Fuli doesn't like sports and is only responsible for cheerleading.
Zhao Fengqing replied: "Because I want to win by strength."
He kissed her too quickly and too hard, and the force of his grip on her waist made her unable to move. She was forced into no way out by this strong attack, and could only look up and accept his demands.
This woman, from her appearance to her personality, subverted his rationality in every way.
Zhao Fengqing felt relieved when he saw this.
The tones are soft and hazy.
But, just think about it.
When he came closer, she raised her eyes, which was very charming in the dark night. "Hello, classmate."
Every minute he spent at work was worth far more than an hour with those women.
The tones are soft and hazy.
He leaned against the door frame and said coldly, "Forget about watching porn, but you paused for a large-scale scene. Are you unsatisfied?"
He threw the pear back onto the fruit plate, pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard.
He sat down next to her and watched her fight the battle.
The two girls looked at each other and said, "Auntie, these are all lies. We don't believe them."
No matter how angry you are, you have to endure it.
It seems so. Besides, she is a little spoiled.
Jiang Jing unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt and left the study.
Everything is as usual.
I just don't know when the knife above the word "忍" will fall down.
She went back to the first video, and as she watched it, she suddenly felt that the picture was not as beautiful as before.
Everything is as usual.
The girl nodded. "It's a faceless ghost who appears during sports meets."
This woman, from her appearance to her personality, subverted his rationality in every way.
Jiang Jing let go of Zhao Fengqing, then went into his room without saying a word and closed the door.
She glared at him fiercely, "Don't get in my way."
She went out to the refrigerator to find something to eat.
Zhao Fengqing has the habit of running.
"Yes, there are many short stories." The girl paused and said mysteriously, "And ghost stories."
What can you do on a running track? Run.
Zhao Fengqing felt that something was wrong with him and knocked on the door with concern.
The house Jiang Jing chose was a simple three-bedroom house. In addition to the shared study, the other two rooms had bathrooms, one for him and one for Zhao Fengqing.
When he first appeared, Zhao Fengqing almost got angry.
Jiang Jing's cold voice came from inside: "Get lost."
He continued running without saying a word. As they passed each other, he glanced at her through the two black holes on his mask.
Jiang Fuli replied: "It's all because of being spoiled by men."
The evening self-study session for senior high school students ends at 9:40.
He glanced at her hips for a second and then glanced away.
Even if a woman stood naked in front of him, he would still respond coldly.
She got angry and knocked three times, "dong dong dong". After each knock, she cursed. Together, they said: "Psycho."
Everything is as usual.
She felt that Jiang Jing's kissing skills were getting better and better, and she gradually fell in love with the illusion that he doted on her.
Zhao Fengqing was wearing pajamas and shorts, standing in front of the coffee table, pinching the cut pear and taking a big bite.
The girl nodded. "It's a faceless ghost who appears during sports meets."
Jiang Jing's cold voice came from inside: "Get lost."
On this day, she had not yet found out the name and class of the boy in the office.
"Why do you practice male number?"
Jiang Jing came out of the shower and found Zhao Fengqing playing games in the study.
As she ran farther and farther away, he maintained his pace at a moderate pace.
With Jiang Jing picking her up and dropping her off at get off work, she finally doesn't have to squeeze into the subway anymore.
Zhao Fengqing went into the kitchen to cut fruit.
"I've eaten. It's time for supper now." Holding the fruit plate in both hands, she turned around and pushed the refrigerator door with her hips.
She wondered if she had recovered.
Sometimes the two of them would hold hands, and if the mood was right, they would kiss a few times.
He leaned against the door frame and said coldly, "Forget about watching porn, but you paused for a large-scale scene. Are you unsatisfied?"
Da Hu signed up for the shot put event, and he would beat his arms and yell every day, "You guys need to come and cheer me up."
Father Zhao said, "Be careful."
It’s better to go to bed early.
He paused and turned around. He was dressed in black, and his figure was indistinct. Only the mask on his face was horrifyingly white.
Zhao Fengqing felt like she was almost suffocating, and she gasped for air. "Boss Jiang, don't hold me so tight..."
"The prices for the second phase apartments start from 120,000 yuan." Zhao's father said, "The 100,000 yuan you mentioned is for the first phase apartments."
It seems so. Besides, she is a little spoiled.
The more he was alone with her, the weaker his sanity became.
She then remembered that the frozen scene was actually seen by Jiang Jing. She pouted, "I was here to see the male lead. That was the most handsome angle for him, 45 degrees from the side."
He continued running without saying a word. As they passed each other, he glanced at her through the two black holes on his mask.
I accidentally looked up at the big tree inside the school wall.
One more bite and it's finished.
Jiang Jing saw the email address on the resume and accidentally stole it.
Jiang Jing's face turned bad again.
She looked at his receding back and asked, "Classmate, are you a human or a ghost?"
Father Zhao reminded quietly, "My daughter said she moved."
Mother Zhao thought about the location of the community and asked, "This community will cost 100,000 per square meter, right?"
When Zhao Fengqing was in his third year of high school, the sports meet of A Middle School was held at the end of September.
Jiang Jing saw the email address on the resume and accidentally stole it.
After Jiang Jing kissed her, he would look at her carefully, and as he looked at her, he would cling to her again.
She wondered if she had recovered.
Zhao Fengqing was used to his mood swings. She had checked online and found that all men with kidney deficiency were like this, irritable and easily angered.
When he came closer, she raised her eyes, which was very charming in the dark night. "Hello, classmate."
The track in A is particularly busy in the evening, but usually becomes deserted after 9 o'clock. The track closes on time at 9:30.
Jiang Jing unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt and left the study.
Zhao Fengqing hugged and kissed Jiang Jing every day recently and never felt any pain again.
He sat down next to her and watched her fight the battle.
Father Zhao said, "We can't tell you what we guessed."
Da Hu signed up for the shot put event, and he would beat his arms and yell every day, "You guys need to come and cheer me up."
On Thursday night, Jiang Jing had a dinner party and came home late.
Zhao Fengqing has the habit of running.
She glanced at him sideways, "Mr. Jiang, what are you doing?"
The male lead is not as handsome as Jiang Jing.
"Sweet." She smiled and nodded.
Above the lush branches and leaves is a round moon.
Zhao Fengqing found the most beautiful scene of the male protagonist and pressed pause.
"Why do you practice male number?"
Father Zhao reminded quietly, "My daughter said she moved."
She leaned forward and opened her mouth slightly.
Every minute he spent at work was worth far more than an hour with those women.
Zhao Fengqing was wearing pajamas and shorts, standing in front of the coffee table, pinching the cut pear and taking a big bite.
When Jiang Jing saw "Tiger's Body Shocked" for the first time, he thought he had stolen the wrong thing.
I just don't know when the knife above the word "忍" will fall down.
He had no time to play online games, so he asked Assistant Leng to create an account and level up for him. Assistant Leng was a weirdo. In order to take advantage of others, he pretended to be a woman everywhere. When Jiang Jing took over the account, the jade-like stone had already become popular among thousands of boys.
Zhao Fengqing has a bad habit of putting his forum and game account passwords in his mailbox.
Having been with Jiang Jing for a long time recently, her mind was particularly restless. Perhaps she had been infected with a mental illness.
He glanced at her hips for a second and then glanced away.
She wondered if she had recovered.
Everything is as usual.
Jiang Jing saw the email address on the resume and accidentally stole it.
Jiang Jing's cold voice came from inside: "Get lost."
He paused and turned around. He was dressed in black, and his figure was indistinct. Only the mask on his face was horrifyingly white.
The two girls looked at each other and said, "Auntie, these are all lies. We don't believe them."
Father Zhao said, "We can't tell you what we guessed."
He had no time to play online games, so he asked Assistant Leng to create an account and level up for him. Assistant Leng was a weirdo. In order to take advantage of others, he pretended to be a woman everywhere. When Jiang Jing took over the account, the jade-like stone had already become popular among thousands of boys.
It’s better to go to bed early.
Selected the second intensity.
Zhao Fengqing raised his eyebrows, "Has A ever been haunted?"
Zhao Fengqing replied: "Because I want to win by strength."
Every minute he spent at work was worth far more than an hour with those women.
She looked at his receding back and asked, "Classmate, are you a human or a ghost?"
Zhao's mother understood and asked Zhao Fengqing for the address of his new home. Then she gave him a few more instructions and hung up the phone.
Zhao Fengqing wondered, does Jiang Jing dote on him very much
"Just you? You're so silly." He looked at her bare face and shaved her spots.
Having been with Jiang Jing for a long time recently, her mind was particularly restless. Perhaps she had been infected with a mental illness.
The girl nodded. "It's a faceless ghost who appears during sports meets."
She looked at his receding back and asked, "Classmate, are you a human or a ghost?"
Zhao Fengqing went to the study and found the three videos.
She glared at him fiercely, "Don't get in my way."
What can you do on a running track? Run.
It’s better to go to bed early.
Jiang Jing finally bit her lips, then hugged her tightly, letting the feeling of being out of control slowly subside.
Zhao Fengqing has the habit of running.
One more bite and it's finished.
Zhao Fengqing heard this and laughed. "Is there any unofficial history in A?"
After Jiang Jing kissed her, he would look at her carefully, and as he looked at her, he would cling to her again.
He glanced at her hips for a second and then glanced away.
It was Jiang Jing's words that made Zhao Fengqing realize that he seemed to have become stupid.
What can you do on a running track? Run.
He kissed her too quickly and too hard, and the force of his grip on her waist made her unable to move. She was forced into no way out by this strong attack, and could only look up and accept his demands.
Her apartment lease was until December, so she moved her daily necessities there first. She would take her time with the rest.
On this day, she had not yet found out the name and class of the boy in the office.
She was always normal in front of Rao Zi and the others.
The classmate added: "It's just these few days."
Mother Zhao was so angry that she went to make radish cake.
Having been with Jiang Jing for a long time recently, her mind was particularly restless. Perhaps she had been infected with a mental illness.
Every minute he spent at work was worth far more than an hour with those women.
Zhao Fengqing would go running at nine o'clock. He would run for twenty minutes and come home just in time.
On this day, she had not yet found out the name and class of the boy in the office.
During this period, Jiang Fuli traveled around the world and expressed her thoughts from time to time.
Mother Zhao thought about the location of the community and asked, "This community will cost 100,000 per square meter, right?"
I accidentally looked up at the big tree inside the school wall.
Zhao Fengqing would go running at nine o'clock. He would run for twenty minutes and come home just in time.
He was wearing a mask that was extremely pale, revealing only two dark eye holes and a nose for air to pass through.
One day, she wrote in her circle of friends: "A woman's happiness is directly proportional to her stupidity."
When he first appeared, Zhao Fengqing almost got angry.
Zhao Fengqing called home one day to inform them of his move.
He sat down next to her and watched her fight the battle.
She then remembered that the frozen scene was actually seen by Jiang Jing. She pouted, "I was here to see the male lead. That was the most handsome angle for him, 45 degrees from the side."
Da Hu signed up for the shot put event, and he would beat his arms and yell every day, "You guys need to come and cheer me up."
"Just you? You're so silly." He looked at her bare face and shaved her spots.
Zhao Fengqing asked: "Why?"
Everything is as usual.
Da Hu signed up for the shot put event, and he would beat his arms and yell every day, "You guys need to come and cheer me up."
Every minute he spent at work was worth far more than an hour with those women.
"My daughter said three rooms."
He sat down next to her and watched her fight the battle.
Zhao Fengqing has the habit of running.
Jiang Fuli replied: "It's all because of being spoiled by men."
The track in A is particularly busy in the evening, but usually becomes deserted after 9 o'clock. The track closes on time at 9:30.
He kissed her too quickly and too hard, and the force of his grip on her waist made her unable to move. She was forced into no way out by this strong attack, and could only look up and accept his demands.
He walked over and picked up a piece of pear. "Is it sweet?"
The evening self-study session for senior high school students ends at 9:40.
Zhao Fengqing wondered, does Jiang Jing dote on him very much
Zhao Fengqing called home one day to inform them of his move.
Zhao Fengqing ran forward and was about to take a good look at him when a beam of light shone out from the woods, accompanied by the resonant voice of the dean of studies: "The running track closes at 9:30, what are you two students, a boy and a girl, doing here?"
Jiang Jing came out of the shower and found Zhao Fengqing playing games in the study.
"I've eaten. It's time for supper now." Holding the fruit plate in both hands, she turned around and pushed the refrigerator door with her hips.
It seems so. Besides, she is a little spoiled.
It seems so. Besides, she is a little spoiled.
She and Jiang Jing lived in two separate rooms, and they spent time together in the living room and study area.
A Middle School's sports meet has now been moved to mid-November. A few days before the meet, a girl came to buy books and chatted with her classmates about A Middle School's campus history.
He was wearing a mask that was extremely pale, revealing only two dark eye holes and a nose for air to pass through.
Jiang Jing unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt and left the study.
Jiang Jing pretended to feed her.
When he came closer, she raised her eyes, which was very charming in the dark night. "Hello, classmate."
I accidentally looked up at the big tree inside the school wall.
No matter how angry you are, you have to endure it.
Zhao Fengqing would go running at nine o'clock. He would run for twenty minutes and come home just in time.
Zhao Fengqing was used to his mood swings. She had checked online and found that all men with kidney deficiency were like this, irritable and easily angered.
Zhao Fengqing heard this and laughed. "Is there any unofficial history in A?"
This composition suddenly reminded her who the ghost in the unofficial history of A was.
The two girls looked at each other and said, "Auntie, these are all lies. We don't believe them."
"We haven't even talked about marriage yet, and you're meddling in it." Father Zhao was very calm, "Let's wait until the man comes to visit us. Can anyone with more money marry my daughter?"
Two days later, Zhao Fengqing heard another version of the sports meeting ghost story.
Zhao Fengqing called home one day to inform them of his move.
I just don't know when the knife above the word "忍" will fall down.
"Yes, there are many short stories." The girl paused and said mysteriously, "And ghost stories."
Zhao Fengqing has a bad habit of putting his forum and game account passwords in his mailbox.
Whenever he thought of the fact that she was sleeping in the next room, he wished he could strip her naked and have sex with her.
"I've eaten. It's time for supper now." Holding the fruit plate in both hands, she turned around and pushed the refrigerator door with her hips.
When Jiang Jing saw "Tiger's Body Shocked" for the first time, he thought he had stolen the wrong thing.
Zhao Fengqing raised his eyebrows, "Has A ever been haunted?"
He wasted a lot of time on Zhao Fengqing and accompanied her to do many boring things. However, one minute with her was more than one hour of work.
The tones are soft and hazy.
Zhao Fengqing called home one day to inform them of his move.
The evening self-study session for senior high school students ends at 9:40.
Zhao Fengqing replied: "Because I want to win by strength."
Zhao Fengqing snorted.
She went back to the first video, and as she watched it, she suddenly felt that the picture was not as beautiful as before.
The girl nodded. "It's a faceless ghost who appears during sports meets."
After get off work, she locked the shop door and walked to the side door of A to wait for Jiang Jing.
On Thursday night, Jiang Jing had a dinner party and came home late.
Her apartment lease was until December, so she moved her daily necessities there first. She would take her time with the rest.
The girl said that the ghost was not faceless, but was wearing a scary mask. It was as agile as a leopard and as bloodthirsty as a wolf. It killed people like crazy.
It was Jiang Jing's words that made Zhao Fengqing realize that he seemed to have become stupid.
Jiang Jing's face turned bad again.
The track in A is particularly busy in the evening, but usually becomes deserted after 9 o'clock. The track closes on time at 9:30.
The two girls looked at each other and said, "Auntie, these are all lies. We don't believe them."
The classmate added: "It's just these few days."
Zhao Fengqing ran forward and was about to take a good look at him when a beam of light shone out from the woods, accompanied by the resonant voice of the dean of studies: "The running track closes at 9:30, what are you two students, a boy and a girl, doing here?"
"We haven't even talked about marriage yet, and you're meddling in it." Father Zhao was very calm, "Let's wait until the man comes to visit us. Can anyone with more money marry my daughter?"
On this day, she had not yet found out the name and class of the boy in the office.
Zhao Fengqing said seriously, "You guys better be careful."
The track in A is particularly busy in the evening, but usually becomes deserted after 9 o'clock. The track closes on time at 9:30.
I just don't know when the knife above the word "忍" will fall down.
Da Hu signed up for the shot put event, and he would beat his arms and yell every day, "You guys need to come and cheer me up."
Selected the second intensity.
The two girls looked at each other and said, "Auntie, these are all lies. We don't believe them."
I ran well in the first few days. On the fourth day, there was one more person on the track.
Father Zhao reminded quietly, "My daughter said she moved."
"Why do you practice male number?"
The two girls looked at each other and said, "Auntie, these are all lies. We don't believe them."
Zhao Fengqing went into the kitchen to cut fruit.
No matter how angry you are, you have to endure it.
The male lead is not as handsome as Jiang Jing.
On Thursday night, Jiang Jing had a dinner party and came home late.
The evening self-study session for senior high school students ends at 9:40.
Father Zhao said, "Be careful."
Father Zhao reminded quietly, "My daughter said she moved."
Zhao Fengqing was still very serious, "You guys have to be careful."
Zhao Fengqing rolled his eyes. Students nowadays are not as fun as before.
This woman, from her appearance to her personality, subverted his rationality in every way.
I ran well in the first few days. On the fourth day, there was one more person on the track.
Jiang Jing put the work documents in the study, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the paused picture on her computer screen. A woman was half lying on the bed, and a man was behind her.
Her voice was rather deep, and she raised the volume intentionally in case he couldn't hear her.
He leaned against the door frame and said coldly, "Forget about watching porn, but you paused for a large-scale scene. Are you unsatisfied?"
Even if a woman stood naked in front of him, he would still respond coldly.
Jiang Jing saw the email address on the resume and accidentally stole it.
"what?"
Two days later, Zhao Fengqing heard another version of the sports meeting ghost story.
She went back to the first video, and as she watched it, she suddenly felt that the picture was not as beautiful as before.
Mother Zhao thought about the location of the community and asked, "This community will cost 100,000 per square meter, right?"
As a result, I still feel uncomfortable.
The track in A is particularly busy in the evening, but usually becomes deserted after 9 o'clock. The track closes on time at 9:30.
The girl said that the ghost was not faceless, but was wearing a scary mask. It was as agile as a leopard and as bloodthirsty as a wolf. It killed people like crazy.
Zhao's mother understood and asked Zhao Fengqing for the address of his new home. Then she gave him a few more instructions and hung up the phone.
The sound crossed the runway and reached the woods.
Zhao Fengqing has a bad habit of putting his forum and game account passwords in his mailbox.
As she ran farther and farther away, he maintained his pace at a moderate pace.
Zhao Fengqing ran forward and was about to take a good look at him when a beam of light shone out from the woods, accompanied by the resonant voice of the dean of studies: "The running track closes at 9:30, what are you two students, a boy and a girl, doing here?"
Zhao Fengqing replied: "Because I want to win by strength."
Zhao Fengqing was still very serious, "You guys have to be careful."
After get off work, she locked the shop door and walked to the side door of A to wait for Jiang Jing.
I just don't know when the knife above the word "忍" will fall down.
Jiang Jing just came back, "Have you eaten yet?"
She leaned forward and opened her mouth slightly.
Jiang Jing put the work documents in the study, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the paused picture on her computer screen. A woman was half lying on the bed, and a man was behind her.
The girl nodded. "It's a faceless ghost who appears during sports meets."
After get off work, she locked the shop door and walked to the side door of A to wait for Jiang Jing.
Her apartment lease was until December, so she moved her daily necessities there first. She would take her time with the rest.
He had no time to play online games, so he asked Assistant Leng to create an account and level up for him. Assistant Leng was a weirdo. In order to take advantage of others, he pretended to be a woman everywhere. When Jiang Jing took over the account, the jade-like stone had already become popular among thousands of boys.
Father Zhao said, "Be careful."
"Yes, there are many short stories." The girl paused and said mysteriously, "And ghost stories."
I accidentally looked up at the big tree inside the school wall.
Selected the second intensity.
"Oh, Old Zhao." Zhao's mother patted Zhao's father's thigh, "Let's quickly prepare a dowry for our daughter."
Above the lush branches and leaves is a round moon.
One more bite and it's finished.
During this period, Jiang Fuli traveled around the world and expressed her thoughts from time to time.
She got angry and knocked three times, "dong dong dong". After each knock, she cursed. Together, they said: "Psycho."
The girl said that the ghost was not faceless, but was wearing a scary mask. It was as agile as a leopard and as bloodthirsty as a wolf. It killed people like crazy.
It’s better to go to bed early.
This composition suddenly reminded her who the ghost in the unofficial history of A was.
She glanced at him sideways, "Mr. Jiang, what are you doing?"
Two days later, Zhao Fengqing heard another version of the sports meeting ghost story.
The girl said that the ghost was not faceless, but was wearing a scary mask. It was as agile as a leopard and as bloodthirsty as a wolf. It killed people like crazy.
He sat down next to her and watched her fight the battle.
When Zhao Fengqing was in his third year of high school, the sports meet of A Middle School was held at the end of September.
Jiang Jing put the work documents in the study, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the paused picture on her computer screen. A woman was half lying on the bed, and a man was behind her.
Jiang Fuli doesn't like sports and is only responsible for cheerleading.
On this day, she had not yet found out the name and class of the boy in the office.
She leaned forward and opened her mouth slightly.
Zhao Fengqing has the habit of running.
Zhao Fengqing replied: "Because I want to win by strength."
Zhao Fengqing participates in various running events every year, and this year is no exception.
I accidentally looked up at the big tree inside the school wall.
Eerie.
Da Hu signed up for the shot put event, and he would beat his arms and yell every day, "You guys need to come and cheer me up."
She and Jiang Jing lived in two separate rooms, and they spent time together in the living room and study area.
"How many rooms?"
What can you do on a running track? Run.
Jiang Jing came out of the shower and found Zhao Fengqing playing games in the study.
Yuan Zao and Rao Zi organized a small football match.
When Jiang Jing saw "Tiger's Body Shocked" for the first time, he thought he had stolen the wrong thing.
Zhao Fengqing rolled his eyes. Students nowadays are not as fun as before.
Every minute he spent at work was worth far more than an hour with those women.
Jiang Jing pretended to feed her.
The dim running field was very creepy.
Zhao Fengqing replied: "Because I want to win by strength."
Yuan Zao and Rao Zi organized a small football match.
I accidentally looked up at the big tree inside the school wall.
Jiang Fuli doesn't like sports and is only responsible for cheerleading.
Da Hu signed up for the shot put event, and he would beat his arms and yell every day, "You guys need to come and cheer me up."
Father Zhao said, "We can't tell you what we guessed."
"Just you? You're so silly." He looked at her bare face and shaved her spots.
When he came closer, she raised her eyes, which was very charming in the dark night. "Hello, classmate."
Zhao Fengqing has the habit of running.
One day, she wrote in her circle of friends: "A woman's happiness is directly proportional to her stupidity."
Zhao Fengqing snorted.
The sound crossed the runway and reached the woods.
He walked over and picked up a piece of pear. "Is it sweet?"
"My daughter said three rooms."
"Why do you practice male number?"
A week before the sports meet, she used her evening study time to run a few laps at night as training.
Zhao Fengqing hugged and kissed Jiang Jing every day recently and never felt any pain again.
Jiang Fuli doesn't like sports and is only responsible for cheerleading.
Zhao Fengqing ran forward and was about to take a good look at him when a beam of light shone out from the woods, accompanied by the resonant voice of the dean of studies: "The running track closes at 9:30, what are you two students, a boy and a girl, doing here?"
She wondered if she had recovered.
Above the lush branches and leaves is a round moon.
During this period, Jiang Fuli traveled around the world and expressed her thoughts from time to time.
Zhao Fengqing wanted to retort, but the boy next to her suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.
The track in A is particularly busy in the evening, but usually becomes deserted after 9 o'clock. The track closes on time at 9:30.
He heard it, but didn't move.
Still not as good as Jiang Jing.
Father Zhao said, "Be careful."
The evening self-study session for senior high school students ends at 9:40.
Zhao Fengqing called home one day to inform them of his move.
Jiang Jing came out of the shower and found Zhao Fengqing playing games in the study.
"Sweet." She smiled and nodded.
Eerie.
Her voice was rather deep, and she raised the volume intentionally in case he couldn't hear her.
Jiang Jing finally bit her lips, then hugged her tightly, letting the feeling of being out of control slowly subside.
Zhao Fengqing was used to his mood swings. She had checked online and found that all men with kidney deficiency were like this, irritable and easily angered.
He paused and turned around. He was dressed in black, and his figure was indistinct. Only the mask on his face was horrifyingly white.
Zhao Fengqing would go running at nine o'clock. He would run for twenty minutes and come home just in time.
Zhao Fengqing felt relieved when he saw this.
I just don't know when the knife above the word "忍" will fall down.
This composition suddenly reminded her who the ghost in the unofficial history of A was.
I ran well in the first few days. On the fourth day, there was one more person on the track.
The male lead is not as handsome as Jiang Jing.
When Zhao Fengqing was in his third year of high school, the sports meet of A Middle School was held at the end of September.
Zhao Fengqing went into the kitchen to cut fruit.
The more he was alone with her, the weaker his sanity became.
Having been with Jiang Jing for a long time recently, her mind was particularly restless. Perhaps she had been infected with a mental illness.
When he first appeared, Zhao Fengqing almost got angry.
He was wearing a mask that was extremely pale, revealing only two dark eye holes and a nose for air to pass through.
Zhao Fengqing raised his eyebrows, "Has A ever been haunted?"
When Jiang Jing saw "Tiger's Body Shocked" for the first time, he thought he had stolen the wrong thing.
He wasted a lot of time on Zhao Fengqing and accompanied her to do many boring things. However, one minute with her was more than one hour of work.
The girl nodded. "It's a faceless ghost who appears during sports meets."
He was wearing a mask that was extremely pale, revealing only two dark eye holes and a nose for air to pass through.
He leaned against the door frame and said coldly, "Forget about watching porn, but you paused for a large-scale scene. Are you unsatisfied?"
Still not as good as Jiang Jing.
Jiang Jing put the work documents in the study, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the paused picture on her computer screen. A woman was half lying on the bed, and a man was behind her.
I just don't know when the knife above the word "忍" will fall down.
The dim running field was very creepy.
He leaned against the door frame and said coldly, "Forget about watching porn, but you paused for a large-scale scene. Are you unsatisfied?"
No matter how angry you are, you have to endure it.
On this day, she had not yet found out the name and class of the boy in the office.
Zhao Fengqing turned his head to look at his mask, then suddenly accelerated and ran forward.
Jiang Jing just came back, "Have you eaten yet?"
Jiang Jing's face turned bad again.
As she ran farther and farther away, he maintained his pace at a moderate pace.
Two days later, Zhao Fengqing heard another version of the sports meeting ghost story.
Sometimes the kiss was so intense that when she came to her senses, her hair was disheveled and her clothes were in disarray. She was so confused that she couldn't even remember where he touched her.
Whenever he thought of the fact that she was sleeping in the next room, he wished he could strip her naked and have sex with her.
He wants her.
When Zhao Fengqing was in his third year of high school, the sports meet of A Middle School was held at the end of September.
After running for a while, she stopped and looked back at him.
"The prices for the second phase apartments start from 120,000 yuan." Zhao's father said, "The 100,000 yuan you mentioned is for the first phase apartments."
"My daughter said three rooms."
Zhao Fengqing went into the kitchen to cut fruit.
"Oh, Old Zhao." Zhao's mother patted Zhao's father's thigh, "Let's quickly prepare a dowry for our daughter."
It was Jiang Jing's words that made Zhao Fengqing realize that he seemed to have become stupid.
During this period, Jiang Fuli traveled around the world and expressed her thoughts from time to time.
Father Zhao said, "We can't tell you what we guessed."
When he came closer, she raised her eyes, which was very charming in the dark night. "Hello, classmate."
Zhao Fengqing found the most beautiful scene of the male protagonist and pressed pause.
Zhao Fengqing snorted.
This composition suddenly reminded her who the ghost in the unofficial history of A was.
"Sweet." She smiled and nodded.
Zhao Fengqing has the habit of running.
He continued running without saying a word. As they passed each other, he glanced at her through the two black holes on his mask.
Zhao Fengqing would go running at nine o'clock. He would run for twenty minutes and come home just in time.
Sometimes the kiss was so intense that when she came to her senses, her hair was disheveled and her clothes were in disarray. She was so confused that she couldn't even remember where he touched her.
Jiang Fuli doesn't like sports and is only responsible for cheerleading.
Eerie.
Jiang Jing's cold voice came from inside: "Get lost."
Zhao Fengqing wondered, does Jiang Jing dote on him very much
The dim running field was very creepy.
She looked at his receding back and asked, "Classmate, are you a human or a ghost?"
Zhao Fengqing would go running at nine o'clock. He would run for twenty minutes and come home just in time.
One more bite and it's finished.
Her voice was rather deep, and she raised the volume intentionally in case he couldn't hear her.
Everything is as usual.
Zhao Fengqing raised his eyebrows, "Has A ever been haunted?"
Jiang Jing put the work documents in the study, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the paused picture on her computer screen. A woman was half lying on the bed, and a man was behind her.
Even if a woman stood naked in front of him, he would still respond coldly.
Zhao Fengqing hugged and kissed Jiang Jing every day recently and never felt any pain again.
"Yes, there are many short stories." The girl paused and said mysteriously, "And ghost stories."
Zhao Fengqing felt that something was wrong with him and knocked on the door with concern.
Jiang Fuli doesn't like sports and is only responsible for cheerleading.
The sound crossed the runway and reached the woods.
Zhao Fengqing went to the study and found the three videos.
"what?"
He wants her.
Da Hu signed up for the shot put event, and he would beat his arms and yell every day, "You guys need to come and cheer me up."
Sometimes the kiss was so intense that when she came to her senses, her hair was disheveled and her clothes were in disarray. She was so confused that she couldn't even remember where he touched her.
He paused and turned around. He was dressed in black, and his figure was indistinct. Only the mask on his face was horrifyingly white.
Above the lush branches and leaves is a round moon.
Zhao Fengqing has the habit of running.
This woman, from her appearance to her personality, subverted his rationality in every way.
Zhao Fengqing wanted to retort, but the boy next to her suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.
Zhao Fengqing ran forward and was about to take a good look at him when a beam of light shone out from the woods, accompanied by the resonant voice of the dean of studies: "The running track closes at 9:30, what are you two students, a boy and a girl, doing here?"
The house Jiang Jing chose was a simple three-bedroom house. In addition to the shared study, the other two rooms had bathrooms, one for him and one for Zhao Fengqing.
She and Jiang Jing lived in two separate rooms, and they spent time together in the living room and study area.
She was always normal in front of Rao Zi and the others.
During this period, Jiang Fuli traveled around the world and expressed her thoughts from time to time.
Mother Zhao was so angry that she went to make radish cake.
Eerie.
Zhao Fengqing was used to his mood swings. She had checked online and found that all men with kidney deficiency were like this, irritable and easily angered.
What can you do on a running track? Run.
I ran well in the first few days. On the fourth day, there was one more person on the track.
Zhao Fengqing wanted to retort, but the boy next to her suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.
He continued running without saying a word. As they passed each other, he glanced at her through the two black holes on his mask.
Zhao Fengqing wanted to retort, but the boy next to her suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.
She went back to the first video, and as she watched it, she suddenly felt that the picture was not as beautiful as before.
Jiang Jing put the work documents in the study, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the paused picture on her computer screen. A woman was half lying on the bed, and a man was behind her.
The tones are soft and hazy.
"I've eaten. It's time for supper now." Holding the fruit plate in both hands, she turned around and pushed the refrigerator door with her hips.
After get off work, she locked the shop door and walked to the side door of A to wait for Jiang Jing.
I accidentally looked up at the big tree inside the school wall.
Selected the second intensity.
"The man's contribution is more than 10 million yuan, and our dowry must be at least 8 million yuan."