Chapter 91 SOM Sixteen

7days ago Fan fiction 6
Smoke afterwards?What kind of middle-aged uncle are you?

After three hours of sleep, I woke up and rushed into the bathroom to urinate myself. How could it be considered afterwards?

You leaned your weight on the edge of the bathroom, lowered your head and typed it, and the faint sparks between your mobile phone page and your fingers reflected a cold layer of light in the bathroom without turning on the light.

I'm so sorry to wake you up.You coughed twice and said casually, hoarsely.

Go to bed after smoking?It's not hidden anymore. The man leans over, as if he wants to take the cigarette in your hand and change it to another partner. You may take a sip and send it to him. If this person is not, his hands will hide back. The smoke that is not completely burning falls into the pool, stained with water, and a slight sound.

I didn't look up, and now my mind was so hard that my body was numb. You frowned and thought for a while, was the sentence you just typed didn't work.

The man held his back and held his back, and the screen light projected between the skin and bones.

For example, in order to prove where the brightest light source is, he looked up at you, dragging a sticky tail sound on his mouth, dealing with his boyfriend.

My heart tightened for a moment, and you hesitated to speak, and had no intention of looking back...

The opposite side seemed to be stunned and blinked several times.

A scumbag girl?



That... I know that Teacher Wuzhao may not care about such a person... But no matter what, it is better for the dead to be the most important thing... After listening to it, I probably figured out one or two things. You should be as sincere as possible, and check the weather while you are talking.

㈈えぇっ??Didn’t you hide here and walk on two boats and carry them on their backs and send messages to comfort the man in the middle of the night??

...You are thinking too much.After confirming, you lower your head and continue editing the email. The Demon-Suppressing Chef Ah... Teacher Wuzhao has read the task report carefully, right?

After thinking about it, I asked for it in vain. You added that as a participant, you will at least have a good review... right?

Forget it, maybe I was in the happy handheld game at that time.The so-called counterproductive may not be unreasonable.

What... I've said this kind of thing!

Then who would have thought that no one else knew Ah.

You sighed as you thought, your phone was pressed and stuck in front of you and couldn't see the screen.

His chaotic and furry head was leaning against his neck and shoulders. He was about to take the opportunity to touch it, but he was afraid that the ashes would fall on him, so he gave up.

You are like this... I can't send an email to the assignment party... I should immediately report the local situation when I arrive.

That kind of thing doesn't matter.That being said, but the distance was still a little bit apart.

It's not for your convenience, it may be just to confirm the expression, so why, huh?Is it a scumbag girl who plays a thousand-layer routine to play hard to get?

Wherever you get Ah.You glance down at your phone and checked it for the last time, pressing the send lock screen.It's dark, and now nothing can be seen, as if some words are not in the dark where you can't say anything.

It’s right to like Teacher Wuzhao…but what should I do if I don’t like it after contacting me?If the situation was not for the special situation at that time, I would not have been worthy of your attention. You are a fool who always wants to cause some evil things to go wrong, sorry, and you have no intention of offending the teacher.I could have been secretly liking for a long time and being happy for a long time... If the ending is ugly, then it won't even be possible... I think it's good to look from afar. After all, if you don't get close, Teacher Wuzhao looks pretty and very sorry, and you don't mean to say bad things... Anyway, you will get bored of me sooner or later, and I'm also afraid that I will no longer be happy after climbing up.

I felt a little uncomfortable when I said it, but I heard the mail bell ringing in the outer room.

In the pure dark room, you subconsciously glanced at the phone you were pinching, then looked at the man in front of you, and turned your mind.

May I ask... Is there really a funeral to be done in Senior Yi Dizhi's home?

…Also…can there be?