Chapter 46

My mother's evaluation of Wang Xiaobo was average and laughed at it as being too hooligan.

But she said that among the three rogue novels in the 1990s, the style of "The Golden Age" is beyond the reach of "The Waste City" and "Rice".

During my freshman year, I was particularly fascinated by Wang Xiaobo, and I could say that I had read almost all the words he left in the world.

This guy has a very good way to describe male genitals, such as the little monk, half a piece of fish intestine, walking in the sky, hanging upside down, etc., all kinds of things, and they are all different.

What impressed me the most was his horse written by Wang Xianke in "Looking for Unparalleled Shuang": the glans were like the helmet worn by the black armored imperial guards, and the testicles were larger than the drooping breasts of the old prostitute in Chang'an City.

Although it may not be as good as the Imperial Guard's helmet if you enlarge Li Queru's glans by a thousand times, it is indeed very dark and fat, and it is stupid, like a shrinking over-brimmed hat.

Of course, the above is dull and really fatal, and even makes me almost vomit blood in the toilet, a few beads popped up on the soft flesh behind the glans.

I can't tell the exact number, because I turned my face away with a glance. The thing made me unable to help but think of the lotus puff breasts that are widely circulated on the Internet.

Li Queru also leaned back, and he shook his dick and asked what was wrong.

Not bad, I said, quite fashionable.He continued to shake his dick and leaned back.While washing hands in front of the water pipe, Li Queru pounded me: You don’t know its benefits, it’s really a dirt!

S cheesy！

He shrugged.

My answer was to smile.

I patted him on the shoulder and wanted to say something, but in the end I just smiled again.

I remember that some time ago, Hong Kong media reported that Nicholas Tse had entered the beads and would be beating during airport security checks. It can be seen that Li Queru was indeed very avant-garde.

I just don’t know how Wang Xiaobo would describe this avant-garde male genitals.

After school started, in order to cope with the upcoming teaching assessment, we spent ten days learning how to cheat and pretentiously.

Considering everyone's physiological image and mental outlook, the courtyard even temporarily offered two courses: etiquette guidance and spoken English so that we can speak with vitality while not dragging the school down.

It is reported that there will be another Chinese language in the new semester, which is really a big deal.

This type of class is all big classes, in the staircase classroom, the whole grade is in chaos and lively.

More importantly, every class will be named, and skipping classes means being desperate.

This has resulted in a result, that is, Li Queru from Class 024 has to sway under my nose every day, and even sit next to me several times.

There is no way, normal people will choose to sit back. I am normal. Apart from the penis that has been inserted into the bead, Li Queru is also normal.

His cock's feather grew out again, as elegant as before, but unfortunately it was not colorful. I don't know if it was Lao He's objection, or because of the pressure of teaching evaluation, or because of this forced change.

Li Queru's study abroad experience is well known, so in English speaking classes, teachers inevitably need to use resources effectively.

So everyone was lucky enough to see the shy side of this pussy, stuttering, blushing, and frequently rubbing their noses and shook their heads, like a dung dung that was storing shit.

Work requires sweating, and dung beetles are no exception. Once I witnessed the surging sweat rolling down my fair cheeks, flowing through my pink neck, and finally a wet trace was leached on my thick back.

Although the weather is hot, it is not so exaggerated.

Of course, it was caused by tension.

After a few times, the situation improved a lot. In the last few days of the training, he even used a model of oral conversation to provide pronunciation tutoring to us who were stupid.

A different style!

I was lucky enough to pass the wheel battle last semester, but for most people it was a terrible sight.

Li Queru, who had only failed two subjects, was given by Lao He.

This style is even more unique.

On August 27th, the news that Liu Xiáng won the championship was recited in everyone's mouth like burning cow dung.

This kind of scene is very terrifying, as if everyone has grasped the vital points of others, so that everyone grinned their teeth and said nothing.

In addition to the sudden burst of cheers on television, the Internet, radio, banners and various occasions, even the playground was covered with Liu Xiang's poke.

Almost overnight, a group of sexy men and women began to show off their figures on the track in a sexy track and field shorts.

Yes, the summer heat in late summer can do nothing to them.

Several times, when I passed by, I could not open my eyes by the steaming chicken blood.

A physical education teacher even told me that 110-meter hurdles will be added to the competition next year.

He asked sarcastically, do you want to practice too?

Isn't this a dick light?

The purpose of my trip to the playground was to play besides walking, but I could only play basketball. Although the men's basketball team lost to Lithuania with a big score after advancing to the quarterfinals, and although Dream Six failed to match Argentina's first Olympic gold medal after 1992.

The guy who plays basketball has changed into new faces, of course, those freshmen with their hair that have not yet faded. No matter how skilled they are, they are all taller, which is really enviable.

Most of the old acquaintances are still there, including Chen Chen.

With the frequency of playing four or five times a week, I can touch him at least once.

When we meet, we can’t pretend not to know each other. It’s better to say hello.

After a summer vacation, this guy's spiritual pain was probably healed, and returning to the basketball court was proof of it.

Although he is still taciturn, he smiles a little more, and I think he practices a lot at home.

But even so, Chen Chen's attitude towards me is a bit exaggerated. He knows the fellow villagers, and he thinks there is an improper relationship if he knows it.

Once when I was resting off the court, he even asked me how I was doing during the summer vacation.

I said it's okay, what about you.

He also said it was OK, and then we had nothing to say.

In addition, he also gave me a few bottles of water. For the sake of the fools, I naturally accepted it all.

However, No. 15's playing style has not changed at all, and he is competitive, tricky, and independent, including his harsh criticism of his teammates when making mistakes.

To be honest, sometimes I am really curious about how many heroes can endure this personality for a long time, if the latter does not have certain advantages, such as a prominent family background.

Chen Jianjun's personality should be OK on the surface, not to mention Zhou Liyun. She even wrote a full page of internship opinions on my internship report. Her words were earnest and humorous. She could be said to be a responsible teaching and guidance, and she did not forget to make sure that you communicate beautifully.

This led to me incorrectly estimating the situation, so that once I told him under a basketball stand next to the rockery in the East Playground that I had been internship at Pinghai Intermediate People's Court all summer vacation.

He might have said oh, or maybe not, in fact, I only saw the thin lips moving.

The civil servants' court will be exhausted.

I further emphasize.

Chen Chen's response was to turn his face and say nothing more. Even when he met on the court a few times later, he saved even hello.

Of course, the above is just my guess, maybe it is for other reasons, for example, he thinks that my fellow villager is not worth saying hello.

But soon, the situation turned around.

On a Sunday evening in mid-September, the fools were having a good time fighting, and several people from the Academy of Arts came.

After the round, I asked them if they were playing, and Chen Chen didn't say anything, but instead scored three points.

During the break on the sidelines, he asked me why my fellow villagers didn't go yesterday.

I can't answer this question. As we all know, fellow villagers will cheat freshmen. Do we still have to stretch our heads to get slaughtered when we are in our junior year?

I can only say something is wrong, and he lost his voice after he said oh.

However, Chen Chen's sophomore year this year, according to Li Junqi, he has been tutoring for a year.

After a while, he spoke again: Are your band going to record?

This was really surprising. I was stunned for several seconds before nodding and talking nonsense.

Very awesome.

He said.

I had to emphasize again that I was just playing around and told me to prepare to record at Normal University.

He put his waist on his waist and wiped his sweat, as if he opened his mouth, but no word broke out.

In fact, the recording has not been recorded yet. Dabo comforts everyone to be calm, but he has been reviewing the lyrics for so long, and it doesn’t take Ah to read the dictionary one by one.

Strangely, once this new semester comes, another fellow villager Shenlong has seen his head but not his tail.

Even Li Queru played with us twice. As for Li Junqi, his skeleton-like figure has only appeared once on the Green Field.

After Teacher's Day, it was the so-called campus culture and art festival for three consecutive days, hosted by the Academy of Arts and was very vulgar, but we were invited to perform two songs Luo Dayou on the big stage of the East Playground.

If you want to say exceptions, there may be some, for example, Li Junqi's paintings are of course just from the simple aesthetic of an outsider.

This fellow villager's exhibitor has five works, three characters and two landscapes.

The scenery is called "The Lodge" and "The Beach". The former is indeed a small house. It should be in a scenic area, with a sea of ​​clouds surrounding it and entangled with the roof, so that the weeds in front of you seem particularly green and vigorous; the latter does not see the beach, only half a broken sail and a few strands of sunset. If it is indeed sunset, not earthworms.

As for the characters, the first one is called "Premise", which fills the field of vision with plump arms. The woman in the mirror is blurry and mottled, and only her hair is clear black; the second one is called "Nude", the woman is wearing a uniform, the floor is bright, and can almost show a figure, but the sunlight is striped and wavy, twisted like melted syrup; the third one is called "I", which is the side of a man, with a big head drawn like a question mark, with a prominent Adam's apple and a hump bulging on his back.

I understand this picture, although it is a bit exaggerated.

To sum up, even if I can't tell what's good about it, I still think these paintings that are so generously laid in the lobby of Building Zero are very awesome.

Chen Yao also agreed, pointing to the self-portrait and said, "You are a good fellow villager."

One afternoon after that, I met Li Junqi at the school gate.

He fucked his pocket with both hands, as if waiting for someone.

I said I didn't see Ah for a long time, and he laughed.

I said I wouldn't see you playing basketball, he said I'm the only one who plays basketball.

I leaned.

He rubbed his eyes and said that he had been painting recently and was very busy.

Good drawing.I said.Damn, have vision!He smiled and let a soft China come.

As for the internship report, Lao He has never cared about me.

Even after I took the initiative to hand it over, she just glanced at it a few times, which was really too much.

The thesis project also progressed rapidly, and a meeting was not held until after Teacher's Day.

The main spirit of the meeting is to tell everyone that the new semester has begun, wake up Ah.

The information collected is nothing more than libraries, archives, archives, and the Planning Bureau, Land and Resources Bureau, and Housing Administration Bureau.

Lao He did not apply for administrative disclosure, but directly asked several graduate students to copy some internal materials. I really don’t know what to say.

However, once, she mentioned her mother and asked her how her art school was like.

I said it's okay, it's in preparation.

She said that she was asking about the teacher, and she had almost found art teachers.

I can't say this.

I only know that my mother is really busy, and she hasn't even updated the Pingju column in the Evening News for two weeks.

The first ten issues were handed over at one time, and later they were handed over in two issues in one. My mother said that the dormitory building may not be able to keep up, and it is unknown whether it can successfully enroll students this semester.

But she still invited Chen Yao to Pinghai for National Day, and she could accompany her throughout the journey.

Unfortunately, we are going to Midi, which was booked half a year ago.

Chen Yao seemed a little white. I said it was magical. It could not be Xue Ran. She happily said that she was born with beauty and was hard to give up on herself, let alone the Australian climate nourishes people.

Speaking of Australia's specialties, it can be seen from the gifts Chen Yao brought back: three cans of krill oil and honey each (for grandma and mother), one set of Juliko cosmetics (for mother), two bottles of Penfolds wine (for father), and a pair of flip-flops.

This flip-flop was obviously given to me, and I don’t want to say anything anymore.

September 28th is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there is only one administrative law for compulsory courses on Wednesday and Thursday, so I gritted my teeth and took the above-mentioned things (except flip-flops) back to Pinghai.

I really admire myself.

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Everyone praised Chen Yao’s gift, especially grandma, who was so happy that she couldn’t stop smiling.

My mother asked why she didn't bring Chen Yao back.

I said, do you think everyone is like me without class Ah.

She said, if you dare to skip classes, you will have good results.

I couldn't help but sweat.

My mother said that the primeval forest in Pinghai was rated as a national 4A scenic spot a while ago, and asked me if I wanted to go and play.

I have also seen this news. It can be said that I haven't stopped eating in the cafeteria for several days in a row. I almost caught up with Liu Xiang winning the championship.

But I shook my legs and said: You can join in this fun too?

What a fun, my mother gave me a look, do you love to go or not.

Are you free?

My mother ignored me, and my father stood up and patted his belly, and the tone was too long: Your father must be not available. As he said that, he entered the bathroom.

When to go?

You can join in this fun too?

When will you go?

Tomorrow, look, or the day after tomorrow, my mother curled her lips and sighed. She originally wanted to go to Eleven, but it was true that the few people in the past two days.

Eleven, do you have time?

Just squeeze it, as long as you bring your girlfriend back.Mother flirted with her long skirt and smiled.A blister appeared on the corner of her right mouth, and she probably applied some gel, which looked shiny.

You're just too busy.I pointed at the saury.

Being angry.

I think you are in a hurry for school.Maybe why, I really came here as soon as I said that, but I felt a little choked in my throat.

You, you.My mother smiled, leaned over and pounded my shoulder twice.

However, when she woke up the next morning, her mother said that she couldn't leave if she had something to do, so she had to go tomorrow.

Of course I don't care.

At noon, my grandma stewed some beer and I quickly became dizzy.

It was this lonely afternoon that Niu Xiuqin called.

She asked me if I came back on Eleven, and I said I was at home.

Which home?

Imperial Garden.I told her.

It turns out that you are in Pinghai Ah, so you didn’t say it earlier!She suddenly lowered her voice, saying that you didn’t say anything when you came back, can my aunt eat you?

I glanced at my sleepy grandma and didn't say anything.

What's wrong?

There was something wrong originally.

What's the matter?

He said he wanted to go to the primeval forest.

What's fun?

At least, my mother wants to go to the 4A scenic spot.

Tsk, what I said, I am really filial.Niu Xiuqin smiled so hard that she giggled.

I didn't like her tone, so I cleared my throat and didn't say anything.

What's wrong?

It's okay.

Come here in the afternoon, my aunt invites you to dinner.After a while of silence, Niu Xiuqin said.

I hesitated a little, but asked her what time.

If you have nothing to do now, come to the old place.

Although I didn't understand where the old place was, I still rode my bike to it.

I stopped halfway through and deleted the call record. Of course, the last text message had been deleted long ago, although Niu Xiuqin just sent an exclamation mark.

I didn't understand what it means, but you have to admire her imagination.

The sun was hot, and this aunt was not at the bar, so I rode to the Binhai Garden.

Standing at the door, I was like a melting popsicle.

After a long time of ringing the doorbell, Niu Xiuqin opened the door.

She was wearing a black cheongsam on white background, with her beautiful hair hanging down behind her head, and a black hairpin was left.

This was really beyond my expectations, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

Come in?She smiled.

Of course I have to go in.

What to drink?

casual.I sat down on the sofa and looked around like I did when I first visited.Because apart from that, I really don't know what to do.

Niu Xiuqin wore pairs of white pointed high heels and shook her hips and hips as she walked.Soon she brought out a pot of tea, which was beyond my expectations.What, Longjing is not good?She straightened her chest.

Of course it's OK.

Tell me, what's the matter?Niu Xiuqin poured me a cup of tea and leaned back to the back of the sofa.She crossed her legs high, and the cheongsam with her slits turned snow-white under her.

What?

I was a little confused, but I still glanced at the big white legs that were so close to me.

Niu Xiuqin giggled.

At first she covered her mouth, but then she simply patted her thighs, her face flushed.

Amid this long laugh, I finished the cup of tea.

Niu Xiuqin seemed to have used up all her strength and collapsed on the sofa.

The remaining laughter was alone, but it was like the aftershock after the big earthquake, and every now and then, my heart was still alive.

So from time to time, the soft body in front of me would tremble nervously.

I had to pour a cup of tea by myself.

Alas, when did you come back?After a while, Niu Xiuqin cleared her throat and kicked me. Her right thumb was supported by her big red lips, as if she was guarding against the laughter that might burst out at any time.

I ignored her.

Niu Xiuqin spat and stretched.After a long yawn, she said: I was going to go to work.

I poured myself another cup of tea.

There are too many things to do at hand, which is very annoying.As she said that, she yawned again, her plump belly was straight.

I still ignored her.

When will you leave?Niu Xiuqin sat up and almost fell into my arms. After the 11th?As she said this, she scratched her thigh.

I glanced at her and said no.

Oh, Niu Xiuqin sighed and fell down again, thinking you were mute.Her right calf rested on the edge of the sofa, and kicked my leg reflexively.

I looked up and poured a cup of tea and poured another cup.

What about drinking a cow, this Longjing can make you diuretic!

This time Niu Xiuqin threw her foot directly on my left leg, and at the same time she looked at me with her neck in her arms.

So I put down the teapot and grabbed her feet.

The middle part of this shoe has no upper, and the arch is exposed. Inevitably, the entire soles of the feet run into my hands.

However, when the scorching dampness hit, I was still a little surprised and even disgusted, although the flagpole was raised in my crotch early.

This kind of thing can be said to be helpless.

Niu Xiuqin asked me to let go, but I didn't let go, so she giggled again.

It depends on how long you can install it.

She said.

In order to prove that I was a honest person, I pressed her under me.

I held something on my chest and was extremely soft, so I held it in my hand and rubbed it.

Niu Xiuqin snorted and hugged me tightly.

She brought her warm red lips over, and had no choice but to bite them into her mouth.

When that slippery tongue stirs over, I wonder if this sweet lipstick is poisonous?

As breathed as if in a cow, Niu Xiuqin said not to be here, and then pointed upstairs.

So I picked her up.

She pretended to be Ah, but she didn't mean to refuse.

This aunt is indeed a bit important. After taking two steps, I realized that this is a bit exaggerated.

But it would be even more exaggerated to put someone down at this point, so I had to bite the bullet and walk upstairs.

Niu Xiuqin closed her eyes and didn't speak.

When I threw the person on the bed, she smiled and said: What's the thing in the crotch? It's so uncomfortable!

What I said.

She got up and pulled off my pants.

In amazement, the dick was grabbed and rubbed twice, and then entered her warm mouth.

Niu Xiuqin sucked it lightly twice and quickly started to suck and spit it out loud.

When Aunt Jiang did this, I was shocked.

I think this is something that only exists in movies, a fictional and exaggerated artistic expression method, just like no one will masturbate and then throw her on, no one will burn millions of dollars, no one will live under the curtain of others for twenty-two years without knowing it.

I looked at the face covered with red clouds, and the wriggling red lips, as if I was struck by lightning, in a daze, and I didn't move for a long time.

Niu Xiuqin's butt is fat and white, but there is inevitably some cellulite tissue. There are several white stripes spreading on the outside of her thighs, perhaps because of her pregnancy back then.

Holding her soft and thin waist for a while, I patted her fat buttocks and let her turn over.

The aunt screamed exaggeratedly and hummed something again, but I didn't understand.

Her pubic hair is very neat and the sides of her labia majora are quite clean. She should have repaired it, at least slightly different from what I think.

When inserting it again, Niu Xiuqin said: Poke it gently.

What's wrong?

When I was an old sow.

She smiled and slapped my shoulder, then raised her face.

This metaphor is not appropriate and not funny, but I still smiled and mean it.

My aunt grabbed my arm, took a breath of air conditioning, and when she spit it out, it turned into a soft moan.

She has a lot of water and I feel her thighs are sticky.

So amid the sticky sound of water, the breasts trembled uncontrollably.

I just watched them tremble.

The men in the porn films are usually very diligent and do not forget to play with breasts when raising their hips.

This is definitely a misleading thing, and I think most men are lazy and they don't care about that much.

At least that's what I am.

I felt the sweat on my face keep falling and dripping on my breasts.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

If there is a high definition sports footage, you will be able to see what kind of miracle sweat dripping on the shaking white flesh.

I don’t know how long it took, Niu Xiuqin climbed on my shoulder and asked: Is Aunt good?

I said: What?

She repeated it again.

I can only say ok, and at the same time I made it a little more serious.

Niu Xiuqin groaned twice and said I was perfunctory.

I held my right breast and said: It's really good.

She snorted twice again, circled me and said: Don’t go to the primeval forest anymore?

I didn't understand what she meant, so I didn't say anything.

After a while of this, Niu Xiuqin asked again: Hello, your mother or your aunt?

When he said this, his fair face was sweating, a few strands of curly hair stuck to it, and his plump lips were shiny red.

Like petrification, I stared at the face beneath me.

There was only breathing sounds left in the room.

I'm sure I've heard it right.

I felt my whole body start to tremble.

What's wrong, your mother is so good?Niu Xiuqin pinched me and curled her lips disdainfully.

Mechanically, I started to thrust again, but I didn't dare to look at the face beneath me.

Really filial.She rubbed the back of my neck, and the cat was like a cat moaning.

The curtains were pulled tightly, but there was still a ray of sunshine coming in, as thin as a sharp blade.

Then she suddenly hugged me tightly and almost strangled my neck, her voice was low and trembling, so fuck my mother's pussy!

I don't know what to react.But the heavy breathing rubbed my cheeks, bit my ears, and even blurred my eyes, forcing me to start thrusting my hips vigorously.

Ah, fuck my mother's pussy, big cock!Niu Xiuqin's moans became loud and deafening.

I buried it between the black hair and felt the whole bed trembling.In the darkness, the familiar body was shining with fluorescent white light, getting closer and closer.I was almost breathless.

Fuck your mom's slut!

The lower abdomen under me was thrusting desperately with a loud bang, and an octopus-like force wrapped me tightly.Almost struggling, I moved for ten times and touched the white light.

I turned over and went to the bathroom, without even knotting the condom, and threw it into the trash can.

After a while, Niu Xiuqin came in and wanted to wipe my back with a smile.

Of course I refused, and I said: It’s big summer, just shit!

Why, you're angry?She slapped me on the back.

What's angry about?

Look at your donkey face!How can you be serious about those words in bed?The bath towel was applied smoothly and quickly, but fortunately it was not very powerful.

I didn't say a word.

I'm talking to your uncle, I'm still called Dad.Niu Xiuqin slapped my butt and signaled me to rush, look at your mud!Still summer?

I had no choice but to rush.

Turn around.

I don't move.

Turn around!

I'll turn around for now.

What temper is it for a day?It's really like your mother!She grabbed my hand, rubbed my arm twice, and suddenly slapped my dick like a prank.So the latter swayed uneasyly.

Then you call me Dad Ah too.I said after a while.

What are you talking about? You are a dead child!Niu Xiuqin was stunned and burst out laughing, and at the same time, there were more palm prints on my arm.

Another muddy floor.

If you call you dad, then what do you have to call you?

I have nothing to say.

He was unhappy, but he was as hard as a stick just now and didn't fuck my aunt to death.She glanced at me, grabbed the foreskin and pulled it.

I looked at the white flesh and sniffed.

What are you thinking, and you are not honest again!Niu Xiuqin smiled so hard that she giggled.

I hugged her and pressed it to the ground.

At five o'clock, Niu Xiuqin answered a call and called for about ten minutes.

At first, the person was still in the corridor, but then he simply disappeared without a trace.

Before that, she sat in front of the dressing mirror and put on makeup, complaining that I didn’t wear a condom, and blamed me for sweating all over. This is the first time I’ve worn this cheongsam.

As for me, I looked through the window at the near-distanced Coastal Avenue until the aging sunlight seeped out the last bit of burning heat.

But Niu Xiuqin still didn't come back.

After sitting in the bed for a while, I had to turn on the Lenovo computer on my own initiative.

The computer is very fast, it takes tens of seconds, but it has a login password.

I immediately felt that this aunt knew a lot.

I tried several of the most basic password combinations, but they didn't work, so I had to enable the Guest account.

The software is fully installed, and there are no ends to QQ, MSN, Internet Express, Internet Ant, Haojie Video, Super Remote, ACDSee, etc.

It was just that the dialing was a little slower, and it took a while before I connected to the Internet.

During this period, I checked the computer configuration, the BenSi 550 processor, 1G DDR memory, 160G 7200-rpm SATA hard drive, 128M ATI X600XT independent graphics card, DVD+RW burning.

As we all know, this Tianjiao series will be given away wireless keyboard and mouse and home theater, Niu Xiuqin is too rich.

I immediately wanted to try the HiFi speaker next to the monitor (actually, I felt a little itchy when I saw it last time).

Unfortunately, this computer hard drive is space, and the three partitions together account for more than 20 G. It took me a lot of effort to find a few songs.

There is no doubt that they are the latest, hottest and popular online songs, such as mouse loves rice, two butterflies, and lilac flowers. After hesitation, I chose mouse loves rice.

Accompanied by the natural sound of anus, I opened IE and glanced at Sina Sports for a while.

As you expected, even after a month, Liu Xiáng still occupied various major layouts.

Some people even called him the God of Condor Heroes, saying that if Zhang Jizhong remakes "The Legend of Condor Heroes", it would be absolutely fine to let this guy play Yang Guo.

Is it really appropriate for you to do sports news like this?

Gods and ghosts are in trouble. At this moment, I suddenly realized a problem, namely: How to divide the three areas of 160G hard drives?

Open my computer and looked at it. Sure enough, all three partitions are 40G. There is a mysterious hidden partition on this noble Lenovo Tianjiao computer.

This made me excited in the light and shadow of early autumn.

However, after checking the Explorer and Security Options, I wiped my thrilling saliva.

I have heard of the method of cracking the administrator account, but I need to modify the password, which is not suitable for it and is too exaggerated.

But I have to admit that Aunt Xiuqin is quite capable.

When I returned to IE, I was slapped on the shoulder after a few pages.

Of course it was Niu Xiuqin.

Although my hair was so shocked that I stood up, I had nothing to say except for a sound.

Look at you young people, you can’t live without this computer and the Internet. I really don’t know what’s fun, I can’t understand it.

She hugged her arms and looked heartbroken.

I could only smile.

She hummed a few words along with her anus and said: How about it, my aunt's audio is good, right?

After dinner, Niu Xiuqin kept talking about how Dongdong was rebellious and disobedient. After that, she pointed out that the crux of the matter was too smart and there was no way.

Literally she didn't say that, but obviously that's what it means.

After the meal, she invited me to the bar for two drinks, and of course, I declined.

She said: It just so happened that my aunt also has to go home. I will clean up my clothes and it will be time for a holiday tomorrow.

It was nearly seven o'clock when I got home, but my grandma was the only one.

She said that her father called and if he had something to do, he would not come back for dinner.

I asked my mother.

She said she didn't know, and didn't listen to your mother's voice.

So I called my mother.

No one answered.

This is true for several consecutive times.

The setting sun on the balcony was like blood, and I became more and more anxious.

I went to the troupe office to call, but no one answered.

Although it is normal for no one in the office to be present, I still feel a heart sinking rapidly.

Grandma thinks I'm making a big deal: Your mother has a lot of things outside, so how can she wait to answer your phone number?If you have nothing to do, you don’t know what to hurry?

Under her constant pressure, I drank half a bowl of porridge and threw all the sweet potatoes into the bowl.

Grandma scolded me a few times and began to feel uneasy.

I called my mother again, maybe it took so a century to finally answer.

Almost yelled, I asked her what was wrong, and she didn't answer the phone.

Put it in the car, I didn't hear it.

My mother's voice was low and dull, like the narrow and long light released by the spider plant leaves on the balcony at this moment.

What's wrong?

My heart skipped a beat.

Only even breathe.

I glanced at my grandmother behind me and asked where my mother was.

After a long time, she said on the dam.

I rode very fast.

Huge mosquitoes kept hitting their faces, like a net of heaven and earth set by God.

When I arrived at the south gate of No. 4 Middle School, I seemed to have just made a hot soup pot to pick it up.

After riding another mile along the breakwater, I finally saw the familiar Picasso.

But my mother is not nearby.

At the dim street lights, I called me mom.

Only echoes.

The moon is like a giant drum on the surface, and the weeds half a person tall among the cracks of the rocks are covered with silver light, swaying in the evening breeze.

This silent mercury made my scalp numb.