Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of gorillas.

The gorilla came to play with me again, he hugged me and wiped my face with a towel.

It's so nice, it always comes to me when I'm in a bad mood, and it's smart enough to use human tools.

By the way, is it a female or a male orangutan?

I tore off its clothes looking for answers.

The gorilla was terrified immediately: "Don't, don't, don't..."

The orangutan let out a scream.

It has a big breast, but there is nothing in it, it is male.

I sucked the chest of a male orangutan...

Thinking about it made me sick, and I threw up when I turned my head.

I feel very uncomfortable, my whole body is on fire, my head still hurts, as if it is full of stones, I miss my mother so much: "Mom...Mom..."

The male orangutan didn't know what was wrong, so he responded immediately: "Hey, mom is here, mom..."

I was so disgusted that I vomited again.

"You're a fucking male...you're a pervert, you just want to be someone else's mother..."

Male orangutan: "..."

It took me to play under the hot waterfall again like last time.

This dream was so embarrassing, my clothes were gone, I was naked like a wild animal sitting under a waterfall with an orangutan.

"I'm going to be washed away... don't play here, okay? The water is very dangerous, the teacher said you can't go..."

Worryingly, I clutched at the orangutan's arm, which was really an orangutan's arm, all muscular, and must have been swinging from branch to branch in the woods.

The orangutan hugged me from behind, and imitated the human scrubber to help me scrub with a towel: "It won't be washed away, really, can I promise you?" "Wow, you are so amazing... .You are an orangutan, and you can swear like a human..." I praised it.

And yet the orangutan didn't appear to be very happy, flattered, or cool.

Its tail was weird, it was hard, and it poked at me, and I looked back.

"Huh? Your tail...why is it coming forward?" This was indeed a dream, not scientific at all.

Orangutan struggles to understand human language: "What, what..."

"The tail...is the one that grows in the back...you know?"

As kind as I am, I grabbed it and wanted to help it back.

The orangutan didn't appreciate it at all, and his voice trembled: "This is not...don't do this, don't do this, let go... Huaihuai, can you let go..."

Well, since he wants to be an orangutan with a misshapen tail, so be it, maybe he thinks he's special among orangutans.

After playing under the waterfall, the orangutan lay with me and slept with me. I couldn't sleep, but it fell asleep.

And snoring, I am very upset, the orangutan has become as annoying as Mu Junchen.

I kind of want to spank it, but how can I spank an orangutan for snoring?And what if it hits me too?Then I definitely can't beat the orangutan.

However, after a while, I thought again, this is my dream, the orangutan in the dream is my orangutan, I can beat it whenever I want, and it is not real, it is just a dream of mine.

Having figured this out, I slapped the orangutan on the face without hesitation.

The orangutan woke up in fright, its huge body trembling.

"Don't snore." I ordered it.

The annoying snoring sound finally disappeared, and the orangutan was fine, and it didn't get mad after being beaten by me. Turning this dream into a nightmare, I got its long limbs on me and nestled in its arms to keep warm.

Throughout the night, the orangutan's snoring was not heard again.

Splitting headache.

I opened my eyes, the white sunlight made all the furnishings in the dormitory outline, Ji Qing and Zhang Jigang's bed was empty, Ji Qing's quilt was neatly folded, and the pillow was placed on top of the quilt, which was enough for the teacher to check the bedroom Zhang Jigang’s bed was so messy as if it had been planed by a dog first and then by a pig. After looking at his bed for a while, I felt my head hurt even more. I turned around slowly and saw a very outline nice things.

Mu Junchen's head.

He was sleeping, lying on his side, facing me, the long eyelashes under the sharp sword eyebrows were drooping, and the brows were wrinkled, as if he didn't sleep well, the bridge of his nose was high, and his lips were moist.

Suddenly, his eyelashes moved, like a butterfly about to spread its wings and fly away.

The next second, he slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes were red and bloodshot, and I was shocked by the vicissitudes of life.

"Your eyes are so red, did you stay up late last night?" I asked with concern.

Mu Junchen looked at me carefully: "Yeah...playing games until midnight, are you okay?"

Me: "I'm a little dizzy...do I feel dizzy a lot?"

Mu Junchen's Adam's apple twitched: "Don't you remember how much you lost?"

I thought for a while: "I can't remember."

"Can't even remember this? Then what do you...remember?" Mu Junchen asked.

"I remember you were angry, and I chased you out to coax you... um... I said how can you not be angry, as if you said that you will not be angry if I fine you a can of wine, and then I will It's gone... I don't remember it later, but can I get drunk with one can? Did I still drink a lot later?"

Mu Junchen's expression was very complicated, as if he was a little bit happy and a little bit lucky, but he was also a little depressed: "...the back, there are still a lot of people in the back."

Me: "Why do I have so much?"

Mu Junchen: "Because you said that wine is delicious, and you like it so much."

Me: "Oh."

Mu Junchen: "Are you going to get up?"

Me: "I'm still dizzy, lie down for a while."

Mu Junchen nodded, stretched his waist, sat up from my bed, yawned again, got out of bed with a chicken coop on his back, helped me tuck in the quilt, and went to the balcony with a haggard face wash up.

I lay down for a while, and listening to the sound of his washing water, I felt a little dizzy as I lay down, so I sat up, dazed on the bed.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the trash can beside the desk.

An empty Jiangxiaobai bottle inside reflects white light.

I laughed.

Although I don't remember anything after Jiang Xiaobai's death, it's still worth it to change to yesterday's sales file after a night of hangover.

Otherwise, I really don't know what kind of strange relationship Mu Junchen and I will have.

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Thank you little cuties for recommending tickets and monthly tickets?

Thanks to the gentle and cute friend 52233791896, who was named Fei Zhang Goudan yesterday, for reminding you to change the ticket?

Thank you for waking up naturally yesterday. 200 tips?