Chapter 9

Ouyang Ling felt as if she was in a thick cloud, warm all over. The boy she had been in love with for a long time gently hugged herself in her arms, loved her intimately, occasionally with her eyes, and the endless tenderness and sweetness communicated silently in her eyes.

Looking down, I saw a vibrant land, with flowers blooming and green grass.

Are you flying?

She looked up at the boy holding her. He was so handsome and tall. Behind him, there seemed to be a pair of huge wings, spreading wide to cover her with dazzling sunshine.

She could feel her lover's hands stroking her face, and kisses fell on her cheeks and neck one by one.

I couldn't help but look up and let out a low moan.

She didn't know what to do, and she felt that everything was so beautiful and natural.

But for some reason, in a corner of my heart, there seems to be a voice reminding myself not to be here, not here.

She was a little confused, but her lover's caress was so wonderful that she soon forgot everything.Gradually, the lover's hands became more and more irregular, and the scope of caressing was no longer limited to his own head and neck.

In a blink of an eye, I had untied my clothes and slid towards my shoulders, chest, thighs, and lower abdomen...

I floated in the air, and small clouds slid across my naked skin from time to time, bringing a hint of coolness.

As the bad hands continued to conquer the city and pick flowers and grass, my heart seemed to be about to break out of my mouth.

First, the breasts on the chest were gently pinched slowly, and it became thin enough. Then, the tenderness between the legs was teased in every way, and was shamed for no reason.

These places are the most precious parts of a girl. Does he play with himself like this but he doesn’t respect himself?

But why is I so happy? The happiness I have never experienced before is so strong that I feel a little guilty.

The voice in my heart that kept warning myself was getting louder and louder, almost shouting to myself: Don’t be here, not now!

Suddenly, Ouyang Ling woke up from her beautiful dream. She looked around and she was still in the classroom.

Just now, I seemed to be asleep on the table.

She thought: Why did she dream like that?So shy!I hope I didn't scream, otherwise I would have no shame to see anyone again. Why did he look at me like that?Weird eyes, my god!He must have heard my moans in my dream. Will he guess my dream?Will he not like me anymore?

In a panic, she did not notice that the hem of her T-shirt was pulled out, and her skirt was a little wrinkled.

I looked at Ouyang Ling's little face turned red and white for a while, and I basically understood what she was thinking.

How come I don't understand?

I am the culprit for all this!

Thinking about the fact that I used my hands to move around Ouyang Ling's clothes, and there was no place in the Meat Peak Migu, and I was evacuated in time before she woke up. I couldn't help but feel proud.

While she is now panicked, I will hurry to carry out the next conspiracy.

Ling'er, are you uncomfortable?You just now seemed... I asked seriously.

I, I don’t know, it seems... the girl blushed suddenly.

It seems like something?I heard you humming uncomfortable.I'll ask.

Yes, maybe I feel a little uncomfortable and my head is a little dizzy.Ouyang Ling really didn't dare to say that it was his happy moaning, so he had to answer according to my wishes.

I have also seen you have many men, are you sleeping night sweats?I took Ouyang Ling step by step into the trap I set up.

I didn't sweat, so what is night sweat?

Night sweats are often erect when sleeping. There are two types: one is physiological and the other is pathological.I said as if I was impressed.

Oh, you know so much. Ouyang Ling looked at me admiringly, but I was indeed not sweating and not hot at all.

She touched her smooth forehead, and there was indeed nothing.

I looked at her as if I was embarrassed, looking at her but still.

Meng Jun, what's wrong? Are you talking?Ouyang Ling asked.

Ling'er, I know you have produced many men, but I am afraid that you will blame me if you say it.

I obviously didn't sweat!When Ouyang Ling saw that I was hesitating, she couldn't help but get angry.After all, she is the eldest lady in the family.

I didn't look impatient at all, and I still pretended to be embarrassed and said: There is no man on your forehead, I know that, but there are some man on your body. As long as you calm down and feel it, you will know that the place where you sweat will feel chilly.

Ouyang Ling looked at me half-believingly, and the next moment she felt something strange between her legs, wet and cold.

Her face was immediately red and hot, almost ashamed of shame. After a moment, a look of suspicion appeared from her frowning brow. Just as I was about to say something, I heard me say: I accidentally dropped a pen just now, and just as your skirt was lowered. When I went to pick it up, I heard you whispering something uncomfortable. I felt anxious and looked up, but I saw your... There were so many people below, so I suspected that you were night sweats...

What Ouyang Ling is most afraid of now is to explain the strange dream she had just had. In her pure heart, those things are undoubtedly an unforgivable mistake.

Even though that felt so beautiful.

There is no doubt that it is a shame to be seen by a boy in his underwear. In this way, this boy can be immediately classified as a hooligan.

But in front of him, this boy is the closest person in the world.

He is also the best person to himself.And he didn't see it on purpose. After all, did he care about me? Ouyang Ling kept finding various excuses for me, a real hooligan.

I didn't mean to see you. I could not tell you, and you would never know, but I was really worried about you...

I continued to beautify my image, and I talked endlessly about all kinds of lies, gave me touching words for free, and accepted all the innocent Ouyang Ling.

Looking at me from the initial suspicion to understanding, I am now grateful.

This pathological night sweats are likely to be a manifestation of tuberculosis and we must pay attention to it.One of my cousins ​​is a Chinese medicine student, and I am quite good at traditional Chinese medicine.

Now Ouyang Ling is frightened by me.I also began to wonder if the one below me was a man.

Then, what should I do?But the girl of Pity had no idea at all. The term tuberculosis undoubtedly cast a huge shadow in her young heart.

You don't have to be afraid first, we have to determine whether it is pathological or physiological.

My words are becoming more and more professional. I believe that in Ouyang Ling's eyes, the only difference between me and famous doctors now is a white coat worn by a doctor.

If it is physiological, it won’t be a big deal to pay attention to conditioning more often.

I don't want to scare her, she will have to do something for me later.

So how do you know if it is pathological?

I said: I can ask you a few questions and learn about your daily life habits.

Then I asked her if she would eat some snacks before going to bed, if she had ever felt weak in her hands and feet, and she answered one by one.

Seeing her answering my question so honestly, a sense of accomplishment arose.

Unfortunately, I was not that lustful yet. I don’t know how to ask her, such as: what is your bust and hip circumference, when did you have menstruation, and whether you have ever masturbated. This is a yellow question that only doctors can ask.

Missed a great opportunity in vain.

It's really sad to think back.

After Ouyang Ling seriously replied to my questions one by one, she was worried where the seat was. Her big eyes looked at me with a begging look and a rogue doctor who was thinking hard, hoping that I could give her a good answer.

I pretended to behave for a while, shook my head helplessly, and told her that based on these, I could not tell if it was pathological night sweats, or let her go to the hospital for a check-up, blood tests, etc., it is best to go to an infectious disease hospital.

When Ouyang Ling heard the blood test, he shivered. When he heard about the infectious disease hospital, he almost fell off his chair.

Finally, I asked me with tears in my eyes: Meng Jun, I don’t want to go to a blood test, I don’t want to go to an infectious disease hospital, so what else do you do?

Speaking of Infectious Diseases, Ouyang Ling suddenly stood up and retreated a few meters away from me. He choked and said: Meng Jun, I may have tuberculosis, I heard that it is an infectious disease.No wonder uncles and aunts always say that they look like Lin Daiyu. Lin Daiyu died of tuberculosis, right?Stay away from me, don't pass it to you...

Tuberculosis?What is the relationship between tuberculosis and tuberculosis?I asked in confusion, but there is not enough knowledge.

Tuberculosis was called tuberculosis in ancient times.Ouyang Ling shed tears. She wanted to make Lin Daiyu look beautiful and had a poor life. She couldn't help but feel sad. She didn't think about how I, a miracle doctor, didn't know what tuberculosis is.

After listening to her explanation, with my thick skin, I felt a little hot on my face, and I coughed a few times to hide my embarrassment.

Seeing Ouyang Ling crying like a pear blossom with rain, I felt very unbearable.He cursed himself a few words.But no matter how much you scold, the drama still needs to be performed. Is this the professional ethics of a hooligan?

Ling'er doesn't cry. Pathological night sweats are not common. And if you want to know whether it is pathological night sweats, there is a simple way, but... some... inconvenient...

Ouyang Ling looked up at me, temporarily stopping her tears, and I hurriedly continued: As long as I look at the man you produce and smell the smell, I can tell which type of night sweat it is.This is what I learned from a foreign book.So I might need to use your underwear and it should be quick, because I'm afraid it will be done in a while.

As soon as these words were spoken, Ouyang Ling was stunned. She had no doubt about my authority at all. It was a bit incredible to her that she wanted her to take off her underwear and hand it over to a boy.

And this is in the classroom, and people may come in at any time.

Her heart was fighting fiercely.

Here?Finally, the sound of a mosquito sound came from her mouth, and the fear of the hospital and blood tests and the trust in me defeated the girl's shyness.

You go to the bathroom to take off your underwear, and run back quickly, give it to me, hurry up, otherwise you will be fucked.It’s better not to force her too much. I looked at the sky outside and thought, don’t be struck by lightning.

Ouyang Ling quickly walked out of the door and almost hit the door frame in a hurry.

After a while, she trotted back to the classroom. Seeing that I was looking at her legs in a daze, she couldn't help but feel ashamed. She quickly walked to me, put a small ball of white thing on my table, and immediately took a few steps back, leaning against a table, and tucked her legs together.

I wonder how she felt when she was walking in the corridor just now?

Under the drifting long skirt are two girls' smooth long legs and honey holes that are completely exposed to the air. There will be a faint light of water inside, which must be beautiful, right?

It would be great if Sun Wukong had magic. If you turned into a flying insect, you could witness the erotic scenery with your own eyes.

I finally pulled my thoughts out of my imagination of Ouyang Ling's underwear under her skirt without underwear.

Turning his eyes to the underwear in front of me.

The underwear on the table is slowly stretching out, and the water mark at the bottom is clearly visible.

The underwear is extremely finely handmade, and you can tell at a glance that it is expensive. The trademark is printed with Mickey Mouse's logo.

Damn, I knew I was wearing famous brands at a young age!

When I saw this trademark, I remembered the little white rabbit on Xie Pei's underwear. It was also a famous cartoon image. Moreover, the quality of Xie Pei's underwear is also extremely high. I think the price is higher than that of Ouyang Ling. I vaguely remember that Xie Pei's family is not very well-off. The clothes she usually wears are just clean and tidy. Compared with Ouyang Ling's usual clothes, it can be said to be too simple.

But why are her underwear, by the way, pajamas, the most advanced ones?

This is strange. You might as well interrogate it after school in the afternoon.

He held Ouyang Ling's underwear in his hand, turned it over carefully, and smelled it with his nose. It was somewhat similar to Xie Pei's scent, but not exactly the same.

I touched it with my hands, but I couldn't hold back.

But Ouyang Ling was obviously more liquid than Xie Pei. Not only was the bottom of her panties soaked, but even the part behind her butt was wet.

Is this what the woman in Jia Baoyu’s mouth is made of water?

The ancients were just awesome, and they dared to say this clearly.

If it were put to the ground today, I would probably be arrested for the crime of hooliganism.

I tried not to show any erotic appearance on my face, so that my facial muscles were a little tired.

Putting down my underwear, I said to Ouyang Ling solemnly: It's really strange.

Ouyang Ling's delicate body shook and his eyes widened.

Not pathological night sweats.

She relaxed clearly and stroked her chest with her little hands, which made me drool and almost forgot to maintain my image.

I continued: It's not physiological night sweats.

Ouyang Ling was frozen there, not knowing why for a while.

I smiled at Ouyang Ling, waved my hand, asked her to come and go back to me, and said: This is not sweat!

She seemed to understand something, and two red clouds flew onto her cheeks, and she didn't ask me what the water mark was, but just reached out to me for underwear to wear back.

I put my face in a stern face and took her underwear into my schoolbag. Seeing this, Ouyang Ling was anxious and stared at me and wanted to question it.

Without waiting for her to speak, I handed Xie Pei's underwear to her and said softly to her: I'm going to catch a cold while wearing wet underwear.It is very bad for your health, and you... it is very delicate and you must pay attention to maintenance.

Seeing that she was still hesitating, I pretended to listen and said: Oh, it seems that someone is coming from the first floor immediately. Why don’t you put it on quickly?

This sentence scared Ouyang Ling so much that he didn't care about me staring at me, and I was confused. I immediately sat down and quickly put Xie Pei's underwear on her body without taking off her shoes.

I was very happy to admire her exposed white and tender thighs.The legs are long and straight, and although they can't be round and plump, they have a different flavor, which is great!

I believe there will be some residual love juice in Ouyang Ling’s honey valley. This time the traces left by Xie Pei on his underwear can be completely covered up.Thinking of this, a relaxed look appeared on my face.

Seeing me like this, Ouyang Ling thought I was worried about her just now, and she couldn't help but feel more grateful to me.

Everything that happened just now scared her, but my calm demeanor from beginning to end and my unyielding attitude left a profound impact on her.

Now she just feels so safe with me. She secretly promised that she could not do anything about herself, and suddenly turned around and kissed me like a dragonfly on my face.

But what I was thinking about was the underwear wrapped around her little butt: I wonder what the smell of the body fluids of the two women were mixed together?Will there be any chemical reaction?

Thinking that it was getting late, I said to Ouyang Ling: Good Ling'er, you should go find Xie Pei.Then, you have a good rest yourself, but you have to promise me that I will wear the gift I gave you today.

Ouyang Ling nodded with a red face and reluctantly walked out of the classroom with the tape I gave to Xie Pei.

The work is done and everything has been going very smoothly so far.I took off the underwear of two young girls in a few hours. Isn’t it very awesome?

I walked to the window and watched Ouyang Ling's figure disappear from afar on the tree-shaded road leading to the dormitory building.

I took a look at the clock hanging on the wall and it was half past six.

The rising sun plated everything in front of you with a layer of golden yellow. Even the grass and trees that were originally very ordinary seemed a bit solemn and solemn at this moment.

My face was also bathed in this light. I closed my eyes and faced the sunshine. If someone saw me from downstairs, I would definitely think that I was an aspiring boy who got up early and studied diligently.

No one would know that at this time my hand was inserted into my pocket, playing with my underwear that was still carrying Ouyang Ling's body temperature.