Miss, your house has taken down gl

Seeing her approaching, the woman in red showed no surprise at all, she just put her half-off red gauze dress on the shore, leaving only a white tube top dress on her body.

The national teacher walked behind her and held the long hair in the red dress with one hand, and the fingertips of the other hand danced lightly on her white back as if nothing seemed to exist. Mind, wearing formal attire, he sat on the ground casually, lowered his head and whispered in the ear of the red robe, "May I help you?"

In an instant, Song Ruanmeng's breath was suffocated, she was obviously just a spectator, but at this moment, she felt that she had turned into a red dress, and the slightly hot air from the national teacher lingered in her ears, the deep and pleasant sound The voice made people feel numb all over, and the ears were slightly itchy. The body that was originally leaning against the edge of the pool softened, and slowly fell into the arms of the national teacher.

The red clothes reached out to lift up a clear spring on the warm water, tilted her head slightly, her eyelids drooped and her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the waves in her eyes fluttered in a trance, which was really attractive.

"What do you want from your mother today."

The national teacher was distracted by her eyes, and his mind was not on the topic.She buried her face on the delicate and fragile neck of the red dress, a faint fragrance poured into her nostrils, her overly red lips seemed to touch the smooth and fair skin, and her vague voice was Hongyi rang in her ears: "It's nothing, it's just her old problem. I checked it out for her, and there's nothing wrong with it. It's probably a nightmare."

Hong Yi paused for a moment with her hand on the water, and frowned slightly: "Didn't I cure her already?"

"It's just a heart disease, don't think so much, you are exhausted these days."

Two blushes suddenly appeared on the red-clothed face, and his eyes rolled slightly: "I still have the face to say."

The national teacher raised his eyebrows, moved slightly down, and pulled down the tube top behind her. Suddenly, the tube top loosened and slid down the waist of the red dress: "I have such a big face, but you are used to it." .”

Said, the national teacher took off his shoes, slowly slid down into the hot spring pool, embraced the red-clothed jade-skinned skin, felt the bumpy plumpness in front of him, and squeezed the deadly point that made her heart itch, and sighed in satisfaction : "If it weren't for having you by my side, I wouldn't be able to survive a day like this."

Hong Yi only thought that she was referring to the pressure brought by her status as a national teacher, and was trying to comfort her, but unexpectedly she said the next sentence: "Otherwise, I don't know how many years I will be that ascetic monk who is ascetic and ascetic." .”

Hong Yi: "..." The national teacher would become such a rogue, which was something she never imagined when she first met the serious national teacher of the ascetic department.

The national teacher smiled lowly, rubbed her palm lightly on her back, and kissed her soft earlobe sideways, leaving wet marks one by one: "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it, you dangle in front of my eyes every day , My mind is full of you, so I don't have the mind to do other things. So, I can only blame you for being too tempting. "

The red clothes let out a "hum" sound from the nasal cavity, pinched the jewel on the chest of the national teacher with her slender hands, and pulled it a little harder: "Next time you are so unruly, I will wear a ring on it, so that you can wear it every day." How about wearing a decent national teacher's uniform, but my name is dangling under the costume?"

Being pinched by such a soft and slippery hand, the national teacher's long legs trembled and he let out a low moan.

She lowered her head, and couldn't help leaving shallow hickey marks on her neck. Slowly, her kisses went down little by little, and Hong Yi raised her head, only to feel that there seemed to be countless gentle streams of water in front of her. Scrubbing her jewels, hot fingers with a little calluses kept leaving light or heavy marks on the skin.

The slender fingertips moved down slowly, rubbing slowly on the budding flowers, the shy flowers trembled slightly, and the petals unfolded, shyly spitting out sweet nectar.

Numerous touches and visits made the flower weaker and weaker. The petals covered with sweet nectar wrapped around the long fingers, as if reluctant to let it go, and seemed to stop her too eager restlessness.

The national teacher, who is still dressed in a solemn, slightly messy robe, has experienced this kind of experience thousands of times, but she is still obsessed with the softness that she can't stop. Seeing the person she loves has flushed face, blurred eyes, pink and tender thin lips Letting out a low, heart-pounding panting/breathing, I couldn't help but feel like a little girl who just learned about sweetness, regardless of the fragility of the flowers, and kept pressing the already defeated Huaxin.

The flower branch kept trembling and trembling, and finally could no longer hold on to its straight dignity, and fell limply in the arms of the flower destroyer. After the last few times of pressing and grinding, the budding flower finally collapsed, and the twitch Slowly retreating, slowly revealing the most beautiful posture...

Cong Yu slept very deeply this time, there was nothing in her sleep, there was only a piece of peace, her nose was full of the good smell of her family, Mengmeng, it was rare, her nerves were relaxed, and her dreams were sweet and sweet.

When she woke up, it was already around seven o'clock in the morning.At this time, her arms were empty, and Song Ruanmeng went somewhere, Lin Mu got up early to cut pieces of meat, Zhang Yourong lit a fire, Feng Xiu also walked over briskly with the toiletries.

Although the temperature in this area is high at noon, in the morning there is the chill of early autumn frost. She quickly put on her coat and looked at Feng Xiu: "Where's the captain?"

Feng Xiu pointed to the back: "She is still washing up."

Cong Yu nodded, took her own toiletries, and walked towards the direction Feng Xiu pointed. After walking for less than 10 minutes, relying on the keen Mengmeng brand radar, she quickly found Song in a small forest. Ruan Meng's indistinct figure.

She raised her eyebrows, walked a few steps closer, and saw the scene where Song Ruanmeng put on a T-shirt. The slender and powerful waist was dazzlingly white, and she licked it subconsciously. With dry lips and petals, when Song Ruanmeng turned around, his eyes were lowered, and he looked serious as if he was studying the direction of the ants on the ground, whether it was sunny or rainy today.

Song Ruanmeng's hand paused slightly, and there was a flash of stiffness on his fair face, but this uncomfortable expression was not caught by Cong Yu in time.

Song Ruanmeng regained his composure, and his voice was as flat as usual: "How did you find this place?"

Cong Yu raised the toiletries in her hands: "Same as you." At this point, she found that Song Ruanmeng's loose long hair was damp in front of her body, and there were a little dewdrops on her neck and waist that had just been revealed. I couldn't help raising my eyebrows, "Didn't you just wash it yesterday?"

Song Ruanmeng's face turned cold, his hands hanging by his sides tightened and then loosened, and sweat oozed from her palms, no matter how calm she was, when she thought of having that kind of dream all night, the country in the dream The teacher and Cong Yu look exactly the same, but the red dress who has been making that shameful sound just happens to look exactly the same as him, so he feels uncomfortable as if his whole body is covered with ants.

She is a straight girl, a straight girl who can no longer be straight, she has never been exposed to this kind of thing before, and she has never thought of getting along with Cong Yu as something else.The beautiful dream last night had clouded her outlook and shattered her integrity.

What made her even more unacceptable was that when she woke up, she found that her panties were wet, so she could only suppress her shame, put on her clothes, and quickly found a place where it was hard for others to find to take a bath.

For a straight girl, it is very difficult to accept this kind of thing immediately. It is obvious that the friendship between her and Cong Yu is very ordinary and normal (?), but now when she sees Cong Yu, she can't help it Thinking of the dream last night, and thinking of what that duplicitous rogue national teacher did to the red clothes, I couldn't help but want to roll the innocent(?) Cong Yu into the soil.

On the way back, Song Ruanmeng didn't say a word, it was no different from before, but Cong Yu sensitively sensed that something was wrong.

When eating breakfast, the two still sat together silently eating their own share. However, when Cong Yu picked up the chicken legs in his bowl and wanted to hand it to Song Ruanmeng's bowl, Song Ruanmeng looked up. He poured some hot chicken soup down his throat in one gulp, put down the bowl and chopsticks and said indifferently, "I'm full."

Cong Yu stopped in mid-air, and the chopsticks holding the chicken legs froze, and the rest of the people also raised their heads and looked at her in surprise.

Song Ruanmeng's appetite, I'm afraid Song's father and Song's mother are not as familiar with the team members in their team. Her normal food intake is four times that of Feng Xiu's, and even the most edible and long-lasting fat fool is not as good as her.

Song Ruanmeng didn't care what they thought, picked up his things and walked into the jungle: "I have something to do, you eat first, I will be back soon."

Cong Yu: "..."

The rest of the team members: "..."

The fat man scratched his hair with his oily hands: "Why do I think today's captain is so strange?"

Classmate Xu caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye, and frowned, feeling more and more frustrated.What troubled her was that seeing such a fat man, she didn't feel disgusted at all, but felt that he was very...frank?

Feng Xiu nodded. There is indeed something wrong with the captain today. Logically speaking, the captain is not a clean freak. Even though the water resources are abundant, he never bathed so frequently.

The fat man's brain was wide open: "Could it be that the captain is losing weight?"

Classmate Xu couldn't help squinting: "Are you kidding us?" The captain's figure is a bit too full, and a little bit less. Now this figure is almost every girl's yearning.Such a figure needs to lose weight, and as a woman, she must die of shame.

Cong Yu put down the bowl and chopsticks, looking thoughtfully at the direction where Song Ruanmeng disappeared.

The fat man probed: "Sister Yu, do you still eat?" If you don't eat, I will help you eat it, don't waste it.

Cong Yu shook his head: "Don't eat."

The fat man was overjoyed and was about to stretch out his chopsticks when he heard her say, "Pack it up and keep it for her."

Fatty: "..." Okay, so ruthless...

The author has something to say: Hehehehe, no matter how pitiful the bugs are, they still have to be punished for making mistakes, so how could the stupid folder make Mengmeng forgive her so quickly.Driving a car, of course, is driving a car thousands of years ago.In this life, hehehe, wait.

Double update, double update, double update... Dear readers, for this car, the idiot racked his brains and spent too long, and the double update is gone.Well, the first drive of the book, hope it doesn't get locked...