There is a feeling called eggs. The egg skin is wrapped in the egg white and egg yolk. It looks close to you, but there is always a layer of white film sandwiched in the middle. Whether it is raw or cooked, it always exists and never leaves it.
One morning I sent a few text messages to Yingying. She sent a blessing message. She usually had no desire to reply. But when I saw Yingying's blessing message, I was excited. Then I started to flip through the text messages on my phone, and I thought it was not suitable. I flipped through another one. I felt it was boring. After a long time, I decided to make it myself, so I made it up and became an adult text message. There were two words quickly replied: rogue.
I don't know if it's a laugh when I squeezed out of the corner of my mouth. I held my phone and thought for a long time. I didn't know what to send, so I put it aside and started to sleep. I woke up from my dream until the bell rang after class. I wiped the corner of my mouth and woke up the mistress who was still sleeping. The mistress muttered a few words in discomfort and went downstairs with me.
The sun was very sunny outside, like a girl's chest was filled with frankincense. We walked to the grass at the entrance of the gymnasium and sat down and lit a cigarette. I spit out the smoke ring without saying a word. The mistress lay on the grass and played boredly. After a while, he was bare. I asked the mistress why she hadn't been irritated with Vivi recently. The mistress sighed and said that Vivi was busy with self-study exams recently. She didn't have time to pay attention to him. She was almost suffocated.
We were chatting randomly, and suddenly there were neat and rhythmic roars coming from the sports management. We looked at each other and stood up and walked inside. It was a pleasure to watch the fun when we had a stomachache.
After entering, I saw a group of people wearing white coats and black belts standing on the plastic basketball court. I started to think that someone was dead. I looked carefully and found out that they were practicing taekwondo. We sat swaying in the stands. Most of them were girls next to them. I heard them discuss that it meant that people from other schools came to compete today, and the performance was first held before the competition started. We were immediately happy. It was worth joining in the fun when we saw others fighting.
There are all students in the stadium, both men and women, and they all look full of fighting spirit and are half-squatting, hehe, he plays a few flower legs from time to time. I have to admit that the Taekwondo posture is quite coquettish, is there any problem with the calf?
Things can turn a few turns, of course, people with a certain level of status can show it. For example, the group of people in front of me are basically the kind of person who cheats less than 100 degrees. It is estimated that the two eggs can be divided into 110 degrees. After seeing them, they are indifferent. When they are about to fall asleep, they cheered and glared outside. A group of students wearing the same white coat walked into the outside. The only difference in knowledge on the chest was different. The mistress hurriedly shouted: Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, let's go to have a meal after finishing it.
I found a person from the crowd, a familiar person who can't be familiar anymore, Wang Cheng
He was standing among the two groups of people talking and laughing with a handsome young man. I haven't seen Wang Cheng for so long, and my hands were itchy when I saw him. When the mistress also saw Wang Cheng, he was about to rush up. I pressed him on the seat: Don't be so proud, haven't you seen how many people below? A hero doesn't suffer any loss. Besides, I've cut him for you. Today is a competition between schools. Don't mess around. Who can resist the punishment after going back? The mistress clenched her fists and sat down in anger, muttering in her mouth. If it weren't for Zhang Qing's revenge for me, I would have to stuff my pants into your mouth today.
My eyes kept wandering on Wang Cheng. His face was as confident and calm as before. His upright and delicate face really fascinated many little girls. There were many girls within my eyes that were secretly or openly discharging Wang Cheng. My mistress and I remained silent in the stands.
Soon the performance began, such as dog rolling, donkey whip, scorpion erect, etc., the flowers gradually became charming. I yawned again, and I didn't wake up until I saw a scene. The scene was like this: There were tall buddies who kicked their legs higher, and then the two of them held a wooden board high and asked him to sprint and kick. Then the tall one stood in the distance and stretched his legs, closed his mouth, stared at him and rushed over. Then I saw one of the people holding the wooden board and he was kicked on the face and lay on the ground on the spot. My mistress and I couldn't help but applaud. When we saw that everyone in the venue was staring at us, we realized that we were applauding in the gymnasium.
After the performance, the competition was a little fun when I started watching it. The more I watched it, the less powerful they became. They were not a competition. They were obviously here to show their fists and feet. They were all handsomer than Jet Li in small positions, but they were soft and soft. When they saw it, they felt someone patted my shoulder. When they looked back, it was Liang Chen. I was shocked when I saw her. Why did she meet her again? She sat next to me and pointed at the student performing under the stage: How is it, is it amazing? I nodded and raised my thumbs up to show that it was amazing. Liang Chen didn't look at me. She chuckled and said: Why are you so good at making up lies? I know you don't like it.
I smiled helplessly. In this world, people can tell the truth and lies. After watching it together, Liang Chen asked the mistress if it was not bad for the last time. The mistress wanted to scold Wang Cheng, but when he saw Liang Chen's sincere gaze, he said he was okay, and then turned his eyes to the court and stopped looking at Liang Chen.
Liang Chen held his chin and waited for the first few games to end the game: I'm sorry last time, I was a little out of control
I'm sorry, I forgot what you did. I pointed at both sides of the stage. That's from your club. It's very fierce. I beat the other school to straighten my waist. I really can't find a topic to talk to her, but it made me feel awkward, as if there were two toads squatting in my stomach.
Well..., the one that beats Liang Chendao
Yes, why are the two of them so similar in school uniforms
That's a Taekwondo uniform...
Oh, that man performed well, although he was hit twice, his posture was pretty
Zhang Qing... That's a girl
……
Unexpectedly, the consequences of creating the topic were even more cold. I smiled bitterly and glanced at the mistress. His face was red and his neck was thick and he was almost erect. I frowned and asked him: Why are you happy? It's like a donkey.
Then the laughter of the mistress like a cannon mine was heard in the whole room.
One morning I sent a few text messages to Yingying. She sent a blessing message. She usually had no desire to reply. But when I saw Yingying's blessing message, I was excited. Then I started to flip through the text messages on my phone, and I thought it was not suitable. I flipped through another one. I felt it was boring. After a long time, I decided to make it myself, so I made it up and became an adult text message. There were two words quickly replied: rogue.
I don't know if it's a laugh when I squeezed out of the corner of my mouth. I held my phone and thought for a long time. I didn't know what to send, so I put it aside and started to sleep. I woke up from my dream until the bell rang after class. I wiped the corner of my mouth and woke up the mistress who was still sleeping. The mistress muttered a few words in discomfort and went downstairs with me.
The sun was very sunny outside, like a girl's chest was filled with frankincense. We walked to the grass at the entrance of the gymnasium and sat down and lit a cigarette. I spit out the smoke ring without saying a word. The mistress lay on the grass and played boredly. After a while, he was bare. I asked the mistress why she hadn't been irritated with Vivi recently. The mistress sighed and said that Vivi was busy with self-study exams recently. She didn't have time to pay attention to him. She was almost suffocated.
We were chatting randomly, and suddenly there were neat and rhythmic roars coming from the sports management. We looked at each other and stood up and walked inside. It was a pleasure to watch the fun when we had a stomachache.
After entering, I saw a group of people wearing white coats and black belts standing on the plastic basketball court. I started to think that someone was dead. I looked carefully and found out that they were practicing taekwondo. We sat swaying in the stands. Most of them were girls next to them. I heard them discuss that it meant that people from other schools came to compete today, and the performance was first held before the competition started. We were immediately happy. It was worth joining in the fun when we saw others fighting.
There are all students in the stadium, both men and women, and they all look full of fighting spirit and are half-squatting, hehe, he plays a few flower legs from time to time. I have to admit that the Taekwondo posture is quite coquettish, is there any problem with the calf?
Things can turn a few turns, of course, people with a certain level of status can show it. For example, the group of people in front of me are basically the kind of person who cheats less than 100 degrees. It is estimated that the two eggs can be divided into 110 degrees. After seeing them, they are indifferent. When they are about to fall asleep, they cheered and glared outside. A group of students wearing the same white coat walked into the outside. The only difference in knowledge on the chest was different. The mistress hurriedly shouted: Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, let's go to have a meal after finishing it.
I found a person from the crowd, a familiar person who can't be familiar anymore, Wang Cheng
He was standing among the two groups of people talking and laughing with a handsome young man. I haven't seen Wang Cheng for so long, and my hands were itchy when I saw him. When the mistress also saw Wang Cheng, he was about to rush up. I pressed him on the seat: Don't be so proud, haven't you seen how many people below? A hero doesn't suffer any loss. Besides, I've cut him for you. Today is a competition between schools. Don't mess around. Who can resist the punishment after going back? The mistress clenched her fists and sat down in anger, muttering in her mouth. If it weren't for Zhang Qing's revenge for me, I would have to stuff my pants into your mouth today.
My eyes kept wandering on Wang Cheng. His face was as confident and calm as before. His upright and delicate face really fascinated many little girls. There were many girls within my eyes that were secretly or openly discharging Wang Cheng. My mistress and I remained silent in the stands.
Soon the performance began, such as dog rolling, donkey whip, scorpion erect, etc., the flowers gradually became charming. I yawned again, and I didn't wake up until I saw a scene. The scene was like this: There were tall buddies who kicked their legs higher, and then the two of them held a wooden board high and asked him to sprint and kick. Then the tall one stood in the distance and stretched his legs, closed his mouth, stared at him and rushed over. Then I saw one of the people holding the wooden board and he was kicked on the face and lay on the ground on the spot. My mistress and I couldn't help but applaud. When we saw that everyone in the venue was staring at us, we realized that we were applauding in the gymnasium.
After the performance, the competition was a little fun when I started watching it. The more I watched it, the less powerful they became. They were not a competition. They were obviously here to show their fists and feet. They were all handsomer than Jet Li in small positions, but they were soft and soft. When they saw it, they felt someone patted my shoulder. When they looked back, it was Liang Chen. I was shocked when I saw her. Why did she meet her again? She sat next to me and pointed at the student performing under the stage: How is it, is it amazing? I nodded and raised my thumbs up to show that it was amazing. Liang Chen didn't look at me. She chuckled and said: Why are you so good at making up lies? I know you don't like it.
I smiled helplessly. In this world, people can tell the truth and lies. After watching it together, Liang Chen asked the mistress if it was not bad for the last time. The mistress wanted to scold Wang Cheng, but when he saw Liang Chen's sincere gaze, he said he was okay, and then turned his eyes to the court and stopped looking at Liang Chen.
Liang Chen held his chin and waited for the first few games to end the game: I'm sorry last time, I was a little out of control
I'm sorry, I forgot what you did. I pointed at both sides of the stage. That's from your club. It's very fierce. I beat the other school to straighten my waist. I really can't find a topic to talk to her, but it made me feel awkward, as if there were two toads squatting in my stomach.
Well..., the one that beats Liang Chendao
Yes, why are the two of them so similar in school uniforms
That's a Taekwondo uniform...
Oh, that man performed well, although he was hit twice, his posture was pretty
Zhang Qing... That's a girl
……
Unexpectedly, the consequences of creating the topic were even more cold. I smiled bitterly and glanced at the mistress. His face was red and his neck was thick and he was almost erect. I frowned and asked him: Why are you happy? It's like a donkey.
Then the laughter of the mistress like a cannon mine was heard in the whole room.
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