Chapter 474: Scary romance

Unexpectedly, when Xiaoqin saw that I put 20 condoms in her bag, she said nothing, pretending to carefully preview the math class in the next section (in fact, the books were taken down), and turned a blind eye.
I was amazed at why she suddenly became honest. However, after I finished the broadcast gymnastics, I found that the condom in the bag was made by hands and feet, and each piece was stitched with a needle.
Xiaoqin carefully previewed the chemistry class in the next section, posing a "nothing to do with me" posture, muttering in his mouth: "When the candle burns, the outer flame temperature is the highest..."
There is no silver in this place. We are the only ones who don’t have to broadcast gymnastics. The suspect is only one of you.
And what is your little brain melon thinking, is it... Do you think that these condoms are what I am going to use on you, destroying the seal of the condom, do you want to conceive my child?
Don't be kidding. Now that Auntie is carrying my dad's child, I am going to be bald. If you let me have my child, I will die young.
"Hey, what do you mean by breaking my condom?" I asked Xiaoqin in an interrogated manner. "This is my family's goods. I am also planning to sell it."
I am telling the truth, although it will expire soon, but it can make Shu Zhe into a "love red lips TT" to meet the purchase needs of the perverts.
"No, I didn't use the sewing needle in the squad leader's desk to poke." Xiaoqin Canghuang had even explained the tools of the crime.
I looked at Xiaoqin contemptuously. "If I didn't find it, I sold these condoms as good products. Some unplanned children were born. What if the abandoned baby was thrown in the hospital? It was yours. responsibility."
Obviously accused by my exaggeration, let Xiaoqin bow his head.
"Yes, sorry, people are just, want to be with Ye Lin with the students and children..."
This is what a 14-year-old healthy girl should say. Is this what people who are very likely to be my righteous sister should say?
I couldn't help but start to sympathize with the aunt.
Seeing that Xiao Qin was caught in his state of obsession, but there was no way to stop it, he must be very worried.
Moreover, now that she is pregnant again, the child’s father is the father of the daughter’s boyfriend.
It’s hard to imagine how Auntie should explain to Xiaoqin, isn’t Auntie not going to explain, or is he still determined to kill the child?
The squad leader who came back to the radio gymnastics found it easy to find that the sewing box that he had placed on his desk was moved.
It’s not that she is not allowed to use a sewing box, but she is suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder. She is particularly sensitive to the order in which the needles are placed. She spent the rest of the class and restored the needle to her original position. .
In addition, Xiong Yaoyue came to me to do physical work, she turned over my homework, and said:
"The advantage of science work is that there are very few words, and you can copy it in one blink."
Xiong Yaoyue, who whistleed away, caused a strong dissatisfaction with Xiao Qin. She pointed to the back of Xiong Yaoyue:
"Why should Ye Lin lend his homework to others for copying? I also want to copy the physical work of Ye Lin's classmates. I am afraid that Ye Lin's classmates have not asked me for trouble. The result was that others were first promoted."
"I am doing my best, I hope that you can study hard by yourself." I said insincerely.
"Take me to eat with me at noon." Xiaoqin demanded that although the two things had nothing to do with, I still agreed.
I used lunch at a roadside stall in the snack street. Xiaoqin said that I had to look at the stationery and I took a path that I didn’t go very often. As a result, the stationery store didn’t know why the shutter door was closed, but there was a write on the sidewalk. The people who are begging for chalk are attracting everyone’s attention.
The man was thin and ragged, wearing a military cap that had become dark green, but his eyes were full of spirits, and the chalks he wrote were more powerful and powerful than the books of any of my class teachers.
There is a vertical version of the poem "The Yellow River is coming from heaven", and there is a horizontal version of the slogan "The Diaoyu Islands are China." The Song Dynasty, the corpus, and even the Xiaoyan, all of them are not so good, and the people around them are amazed, and from time to time someone is generous.
My impression of this kind of skill is that I am not good at it, so I put the three dollars in my pocket into his money box.
"I want it too." Xiao Qin said without a word.
Then she went to the side of the donkey and pointed at the chalks on her hand and asked: "Uncle, can you give me one?"
Seeing Xiaoqin came with me, and called him "Uncle", and he gave the chalk to Xiaoqin.
So Xiaoqin happily took the chalk and knelt down at a distance of less than 5 meters, and began to write on the ground.
Nima, what are you doing, you want to grab someone's business, although your font is a pretty show, but it is not a heavyweight with people, do you want to play the common set of tricks of students, write " My family is about to be out of school, or "getting to go home in a strange city." You just said "you want it too", what do you want?
I also looked back at Xiaoqin with suspicion. I approached a little and found out that Xiaoqin was not writing on the ground, but painting.
Xiaoqin is not going to rush to rob the business, but as a "teacher", I found that 乞丐 attracted a lot of people's attention, I was dissatisfied, I wanted to attract more people with my own paintings.
Don't be shameful. If you are photographed on the crosswalk, if you are photographed by the US spy satellite, you will be mad at him if you are seen by the White House's official Obama. Don't smugly draw those I thought it was very beautiful.
Xiaoqin chose a cat as a model, a fat cat, and it was not far behind the uncle, I don’t know if it was raised by the uncle.
Brushing brush, less than 20 seconds, Xiaoqin pen dragon snake, has completed the sketch of the cat, whether it is the heroic writing, or the coldness of the pen, are very master style.
The cat that was used as a model was quite human. When he saw Xiaoqin painting himself, he stood up lazily and walked to Xiaoqin to observe how Xiaoqin painted.
Then the cat’s face became very hard immediately. I’m absolutely not mistaken, from comfort and leisure, to
a big slot
.
The cat came back to face, as if not only questioning Xiaoqin, but also questioning Heaven:
"Is this painting me? Is it me? Is my leg purple?, is my tail purple?"
To be fair, the cat portrait of Xiaoqin is still super-level, at least one can be seen as a cat.
But the cat has a potato body and a potato head. The cat's ear on the head is as sharp as an electric drill, plus four slender mosquito legs, and the tail is spiral.
The cat in the picture smiled very joyfully.
But the real cat disliked and finally looked at Xiao Qin, and even looked at me (the subtext is: your girlfriend painted so bad and came out,), and then returned to the uncle, and continued to rest.
There are some curious pedestrians who have come to see Xiaoqin’s paintings. The same reaction for everyone is that they will pout and walk away. If they are not standing next to me, they may have said it. Demanding evaluation.
Xiao Qin, who has no self-knowledge, stood up from the ground and shook his head:
"Under heavy social pressure, my paintings can make people smile, it should be considered a great masterpiece."
Please, it’s not a smile, it’s laughing at you from the bottom of my heart. After seeing your finished work, Uncle can’t help but laugh out loud.
In order for Xiaoqin to stop being embarrassed, I took the chalk from Xiaoqin’s hand and gave it to Uncle Uncle, then took Xiaoqin’s hand and pulled her away.
This is a small street that students don't often pass by, so I took the hand of Xiaoqin and was unscrupulous.
Although I was quite vocal about taking me away from the chalk, but because I was willing to hold her hand tightly, all the troubles were thrown out of the clouds, and she also took my hand and responded, even wiped it off. The chalk dust on the other hand is done with one hand.
Soon we went to a crossroads, and then to the front is the road, almost to meet a lot of 28 middle school students who came out to eat.
I subconsciously want to loosen the hand of Xiaoqin, but she is holding it tightly and refuses to relax. It seems that I will disappear when I let go.
I felt that Xiaoqin had seized my hand so stubbornly that it was absolutely unnecessary. Suddenly, I found a large truck that had come from the oblique rear and suddenly turned and ran into the direction of me and Xiaoqin.
In the daytime, the truck driver is drunk driving. Look at the trajectory of this car. It’s not gasoline, but Niulanshan Erguotou.
If I changed my husband and Xiaoqin to a grandmother who was over 70 years old, it would be impossible to be killed by a truck.
But let's just say that we both practiced martial arts. Although we dare not say that the body is like electricity, there is no pressure to avoid a truck.
I hurriedly took Xiaoqin to the left.
As a result, I also found the small celery that came from behind the truck, but began to run to the right, and held my hand tightly.
You don't want to be awkward with me at this time. Jimmy's "Left to Right" is at most a love tragedy. If you are in a different direction from me, you should become a tragedy of life.
Between the electric and the Flint, because Xiaoqin’s horse is too stable, I can’t pull her, so I’m going to let go, let the two people go to the left and right, let the truck drive from the middle, but Xiaoqin is stubbornly dead. open.
Nima is not an adjective. You will not be let go, we will be killed by a truck. Why are your expressions not nervous at all? It seems that as long as we are hand-picked together, even an asteroid is not afraid.
I suddenly realized that Xiaoqin had said many times before that he would not survive in the world without me. It turned out that she was not talking about playing.
However, your insistence on using the wrong place, do you think that because you refused to let go of each other's hands, it was very romantic to be killed by a truck on the road.
I was full of anger and used my life to finally bring Xiaoqin over. When she fell in my arms, the truck screamed with an ominous engine and passed by us. Finally hit the street lights on the street.
I am all cold sweat, but Xiaoqin, who is snuggling in my arms, seems to be laughing.