I really don't want to read

"Tch, then I won't ask, anyway, whether it hurts or not, you deserve it..."

"Cough, this is indeed... eat and eat."

……

After listening to the conversation between the two, Lin Xiaoshu understood.

It turned out to be my aunt who hit me...

That's fine.

Now it's not when I was a child, my aunt is willing to beat my brother, she must have done something messy again...

Humph…

Time to fight!

Immediately, Lin Xiaoshu didn't feel blocked or worried, and smiled sweetly at Mu Changqing, and picked up the last piece of butter bun:

"Auntie, here, I worked hard yesterday~"

"Thank you Xiaoshu~ah—"

Lin Xiaoshu fed the little steamed buns into his aunt's mouth, and Mu Changqing chewed it, thanking Lin Xiaoshu and not forgetting to complain vaguely:

"No wonder everyone says that my daughter is a little padded jacket... This niece is more sensible and filial than her nephew, unlike some people, hmph~"

"Some people" turned black at the time:

"So the table I made last night was eaten by pigs?"

"Pig" ignored him, and Lin Xiaoxian suffered a little mental injury. After eating, the two hurried out and went straight to the school, looking for healing.

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"husband~"

Once at school, the cure came.

The brows and eyes of Su Yuan are curved, and he meets Lin Xiaoxian on the first floor of the teaching building. He skillfully checks to see if there is anyone around. If there is no one, he shyly and skillfully greets Lin Xiaoxian:

"Husband, why are you here so early today?"

"Yeah, you're...huh?"

Lin Xiaoxian's smile froze suddenly, and he noticed something abnormal:

"You... why... are you so big today?"

"Shh-"

Su Yuan immediately blushed, wrinkled his nose, and silenced Lin Xiaoxian with a look of reproach:

"Can you keep your voice down... I... oh, I'm talking as I walk."

The two of them went upstairs together, and Lin Xiaoxian's gaze was almost fixed on Su Yuan's small breasts that had developed overnight.

In just one weekend, the scale of Su Yuan's poached eggs has grown visible to the naked eye, let alone approaching Gu Xiaoyan, at least it surpassed it by a little bit after the study committee member secretly speeded.

……

"Chest pads?!"

"Oh! I told you not to speak loudly!"

On the stairs, as soon as Su Yuan confessed, Lin Xiaoxian made a fuss, and his tablemate slapped Lin Xiaoxian on the waist in embarrassment.

Lin Xiaoxian yelled loudly, startling Su Yuan:

"Is it so painful? I didn't use my strength?"

"Hiss... I don't blame you, I was tortured by Mu Changqing last night, and you happened to be in the same position as her..."

Lin Xiaoxian said in his heart that sooner or later this bad habit of the girls must be unification, otherwise the waist will be destroyed before the internal injury is used, and the external injury will be disabled.

"No, Yuan'er, you are good, what are you doing with that stuff?"

"Just... I went out to eat Bobo Chicken with Liuliu and Xiaojiu on weekends, and then we talked about... body problems... By the way, husband, do you still remember them?"

"Remember to remember."

Although I haven't heard the name for a long time, Lin Xiaoxian's impression of the pair of little watermelons on Liuliu who was wearing a skirt at the beginning has long been indelible.

So much so that now whenever he sees a court lady in ancient costume, two little bunnies will automatically jump out of his eyes.

"And then? When discussing your figure, they suggest you put on breast pads?"

"Um…"

Su Yuan nodded embarrassedly:

"Husband, do you know that Liuliu has always been on the mat."

"?!"

Mat?

hateful…

Damn it six six!You bad woman who destroys a man's beautiful fantasies!

Lin Xiaoxian was filled with righteous indignation, and then said earnestly:

"Yuanyuan, don't listen to them. First of all, the main task of our students is to study. You shouldn't worry too much about your figure, let alone you are already naturally beautiful. Secondly, I still say the same thing, poor It’s actually not important, if you insist on caring about it, then you shouldn’t use this method, not to mention treating the symptoms but not the root cause, and it will also affect your health.”

"what……"

Compared with Liuliu and Xiaojiu, Su Yuan was always more convinced by her husband's words, and immediately became worried:

"It also affects your health..."

"Of course, you are in the puberty period, and the pads will have various pressures, squeezes, blood flow and other reasons..."

Lin Xiaoxian patted her on the shoulder with reason and evidence to cheer her up:

"Yuanyuan, anyway, if you really care, you can actually use a healthier method."

"What method, don't talk about drinking this and eating that, those mothers have taught me, it doesn't work at all..."

Su Yuan complained in dissatisfaction, feeling that he was being treated as a guinea pig. It was obviously useless for her mother to eat those things, but she still took the trouble to feed her in different ways...

Braised crucian carp with papaya, steak with grapefruit juice, red dates and sesame candy...

Totally useless!

So what is the health method that Lin Xiaoxian mentioned?

"massage."

"..."

Lin Xiaoxian's eyes were pure and innocent, and he didn't make any jokes, but Su Yuan had a vague feeling that the massage Lin Xiaoxian mentioned was not serious.

Not a massage.

Instead, touch.

The representative of the Chinese class was acutely aware that what Lin Xiaoxian was talking about was the latter, pressing and touching, very rascal, so he reservedly blushed and refused:

"No."

"why?"

"This... this method, I tried it myself, and it didn't work..."

"Of course it's useless to come by yourself..."

"Oh, is it useful for you to come?"

Su Yuan spat at him, Lin Xiaoxian must want to take advantage of him.

Although it's not impossible to give him...

But in broad daylight, Su Yuan still has to maintain the dignity that a lady should have.

Moreover, Su Yuan always felt that Lin Xiaoxian was very lustful recently, just like Zhu Bajie released from the Pansi Cave.

Is it the weather?

Or is there really a coil hole?

Don't think too much about this question, as soon as the two of them entered the classroom and sat down, Gu Xiaoyan also came in, with just a casual glance, he noticed the abnormality in Xiao Yuanyuan's chest faster than Lin Xiaoxian.

"Xiao Yuanyuan, have you been bitten by a mosquito on your chest?"

Goosebumps appeared on Su Yuanting's arm, what a poisonous mosquito...

After some explanations, Gu Xiaoyan also agreed with Lin Xiaoxian's judgment, thinking that Xiao Yuanyuan shouldn't have put on that kind of thing so early, and took her to the bathroom, and when she came back, Lin Xiaoxian found that the same table had returned to the old Small and cute, it immediately feels more pleasing to the eye.

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511 Best Labor Day

The coming of the May Day holiday is a bit too silent.

For the third party in high school, their May Day is not at ease.

It is impossible to travel, and the relaxation is only limited, because the last two days of the five-day holiday will be spent in supplementary classes.

As for the junior third party, it stands to reason that there is no need to be so strict.

But the junior middle school of Rongcheng No. [-] Middle School has a new teaching director. The new official has three fires. In order to show that the teaching director is responsible for the children and attaches great importance to the education work, he specially proposed "I will work hard with the seniors and sisters" The sprint action of the junior high school entrance examination.

The title of the action sounds gaudy, but in fact, it is based on the model of the third year of high school.

May Day Dragon Boat Festival and weekends, how to arrange the third year of high school, how they arrange the third year of junior high school.

……

Once this sprint action was proposed, countless people complained.

Including teachers, students, and parents.

Of course, students don't want to take more classes, and teachers don't.

As for parents, there are actually two types. One is worried that their children are under too much pressure, so they feel that this is not appropriate for the school.

The other is that I am eager to give more effort, and feel that the stricter the school is, the more responsible it is for the children.

Both of these, in terms of starting point, are of course good for the children.

From the perspective of children, they don't want school teachers to always "be good for them".

For example, at lunch on the eve of May [-]st, Lin Xiaoshu complained about the inhumanity of the school, and the aunt felt a little distressed when he heard it. He stretched out his chopsticks and knocked on Lin Xiaoxian's bowl:

"Hey, kid brother."

"What are you doing, auntie?"

Mu Changqing came up with this strange title again on a whim, Lin Xiaoxian got used to it, and cooperated with her calmly.

"Brother boy, why don't you tell the school so that Xiaoshu can't do any sprinting? I originally said that we would find an unpopular scenic spot together on May [-]st and take her to decompress, but this would actually make the school pressurize... Still turbo!"

"Don't mess with idioms."

"Is turbocharging an idiom?"

"It wasn't before, but now it's included in the dictionary, you just don't know it after you've been overseas for too long."

"I see…"

There is such a miraculous thing, I believed that Mu Changqing couldn't help being shocked, and suddenly nodded.

Lin Xiaoxian stopped laughing at her, and liked such a dull little aunt.

In contrast, the resentful young woman's appearance when she is angry, although it has a different taste, is still a little unaccustomed to it.

"I also understand the stressful things, and I have also passed the high school entrance examination..."

Lin Xiaoxian said unhurriedly:

"...But this is the school's arrangement after all. You asked me to tell the school, where to tell? Who to tell? I'm not the principal, and I don't know him well."

"Liar, then how did you bring all your girlfriends with you to get a place in No. [-] Middle School?"

Mu Changqing couldn't believe it, and leaned into Xiaoshu's ear: